Chapter 10 Chapter 9 The Swordsman in the Desolate Era

take advantage of the fire October 19 The rain finally stopped, and the sun came out, and it became bright and bright all of a sudden. Autumn is sometimes brighter than summer, because the dark green leaves turn yellow-red, or wither, and the sunlight is more likely to reflect and penetrate among the leaves. The light and shadow in autumn are particularly beautiful.Especially in the northern country, the sun moves southward and passes the equator, so even at noon, the sun is oblique.The slanting sunlight shines through the trees, forming long strips of shadows, which are more black and white in contrast to the bright sunlight.At this time, if there are small birds, bugs and fluffy seeds flying over and flying into the "sunshine belt", causing reflections, and the dark tree shadows behind, it becomes very clear.

Thanks to the special effect of sunlight, I was able to catch two bumblebees in a row in this sluggish season. I think they were all hungry for several days and rushed out to find dead cicadas to eat. "Silence is like chilling cicadas", when it is cold or rainy, those cicadas will not only stop singing, but will freeze to death one after another.One of them was lying on the grass on its back.The cicada's belly is white, especially against the backdrop of green grass.Those wasps looking for dead cicadas all fly very low, and the small insects are flying on the grass, which is not easy to see from a high place.So I also adopt a low posture, even lying on the ground to watch.

It's a wonderful way to lie on the ground. I can see dozens of feet of ground as a small piece.In this small piece of sky, any insects flying past cannot escape my discerning eyes. Water has accumulated on the grass, and the wet turf is very fragile. If you step on it with a little force, or run faster, it may be broken in one piece. The grass seeds planted before the rain all germinate very well, so why say "spring grass is like blue silk"?In fact, autumn grass can also be like "bisi", and the word "beauty" is used in ancient times, that is, the newborn grass, to describe a woman's hand, which is really "observing the subtlety of things".Close to the ground, watching the new grass swaying in the wind, like thousands of pairs of little hands waving back and forth.

People in cities generally think that plants should be planted in spring, but they don't know that nature plants them in autumn.Think about it, isn't autumn a fruitful season?When the fruit falls to the ground, isn't it time to sow the seeds? Many crops are also planted in autumn.For example, wheat is sown in autumn and begins to germinate, followed by winter wind and snow, and it will grow better in the next year. Isn't fall also a good time to transplant?The trees to be transplanted must be injured. If they are moved in spring, the weather will be hot and consume a lot of energy, and they will die easily.It moves in autumn, and the lower part is winter with weaker vitality. It grows the roots secretly, adapts secretly, accepts the fate of being transplanted, and waits until the next spring to be a "newcomer" again.Many people need to hibernate, especially when they encounter a blow, they have to hide, bear it quietly, and then accept it calmly, which is the same reason.

This rain really helped me a lot. I found that the best "garden sprinkler system" in the world is not as good as this one from God.A garden sprinkler is about taking care of every nook and cranny, but God is not the same.This is probably the exact opposite of what most people think. Everyone always thinks that God is the fairest.Actually wrong!God is not fair.look!In the grassland under the big tree, the rain is covered by the big tree, of course the water will be less.As for the unshaded grass above, there is 100% rainwater.How can God's treatment be fair?Instead, it is better to spray water artificially, and set up "sprinklers" at a good position, with water curtains one by one, so that every grass can get the same moisture.

But if you think about it again, who receives the sun better under the shade of a tree than the grass in an open place?Are you prone to sunburn and drying out and need more water?Of course it is the latter.On the contrary, if the grass under the tree has too much water and not enough sunlight, it will die of mold. You said, is God the smartest?It doesn't look fair, but it's fair.Its "even rain and dew" does not mean giving the same amount, but how much you should give depending on your natural talent and acquired environment.Taking less is not necessarily unlucky, sometimes it is a blessing rather than a curse.

Crawling on the grass, my "hand" told me the secret. The two wasps, as soon as they entered Patty's room, were caught by the door.I found that this killer has a very good memory. It seems to know that when I shake the plastic bag, it means there is something to eat.At this time, although the gauze on the jar has been pulled away, it does not rush out. It knows the priority. In this season, it is probably more important to eat than to escape. I really don't understand why these two wasps seemed to throw themselves into their arms, and they all entered the "entrance" before they were invited into the stomach by Patty, without even making a sound of struggling.

Perhaps because of Patty's hunting skills, it has improved to a higher level.The most advanced killer is to let the target come to accept death by himself, instead of chasing and killing.Just like the most brilliant photojournalist, it seems that instead of stealing the camera, it seems that the camera is raised in time, and the news person will naturally send the best angle. No matter what kind of bug you catch, and no matter what angle the bug enters Patty's attack range.I found that when Patty caught them, they were all face down.Just like a baby passing through the birth canal, it seems that God stipulates that most of them should face the position of the mother's anus.

It can also be said that Patty must have chosen the "back" position to start.Two pincers, one pinching the neck and the other pinching the abdomen, first bite off the wings, and then eat the meatiest and most lethal upper body.After eating, check the head to see if it tastes good.If it doesn't taste good, throw it away, and then go back and eat it in a leisurely manner. Like humans, most insects have all mouthparts and six limbs facing forward.You can hug and bite, bite and kick, and you can even bend your butt and stab forward with the poisonous needle on it.So when it was grabbed by Patty from behind, all these attacking tools were useless.

I also thought about these two wasps, why did they come out when "others" were hiding in the nest because of the cold weather?The early bird gets the worm, and the early worm gets eaten by the bird.Those who suffer in the middle of the night, the most insecure hour, are often the poorest, or the most industrious.It may be a girl who goes to school during the day and works part-time at night, or it may be a parent who wants to save more money for their children. Desolate robbers rob desolate people; desolate times attack desolate people; poor people bully poor people.I don't know if these "perpetrators" have developed their "existentialism".

I remember that I used to work at China TV on Renai Road, and the adjacent illegal construction area caught fire. We stood on the roof of China TV and saw someone running out of the fire with a TV.It was only later that I found out that the TV belonged to my colleague. He lived in it and was in a hurry to put out the fire, but he didn't expect that the TV was "rescued" first. I also remember that my mother said that when fleeing, someone came out to snatch it. "It's the best time to snatch it! Usually no one goes to the sparsely populated places, but they have it when fleeing. I usually don't bring too many valuable things with me, but I bring all my treasures with me when I flee. Usually there are police, but at this time the police not only I can't control it, I'm afraid that if I have a guy, I will become a robber first." After finishing speaking, my mother still smiled, as if it had become a matter of course. Thinking of this, I went out again in the evening and caught a big black bee. The current situation is already in chaos, and if you don't grab it, you won't have to grab it anymore.Hurry up and grab two for my pets to eat. I don't have to eat another day, so I have to be hungry. At this turbulent autumn evening, there is still a big black bee coming out. Maybe it wants to eat a few more bites when the weather is not too cold and there are still a few flowers left, and then bring some back for its children. . I sympathize with it, its kids will never see their daddy again. I appreciate it, it fills up Patty's tummy and makes my daughter happy with Patty's contented smile.Whore October 25 Today I was stung by a wasp. When I covered it with a plastic bag and pressed it on the grass, I suddenly felt a pain in the middle finger of my right hand. I instinctively reflexed and flicked it hard. I saw an extra small finger in the middle of the finger. Black idea. I quickly put my hand in my mouth and sucked it very hard, spitting while sucking.After rushing back to the house, I rinsed my mouth with water, rinsed with Listerine medicine, and then sprayed the mouthwash on the stung place. It was swollen, painful, numb and hot.The wife hurriedly brought a tube of ointment, and asked if there was a thorn attached to the skin, and pulled out the thorn first.I looked at the light from the side of the finger for a while, but I didn't see the thorn, only a small hole.Hornets are not like bees. After bees sting people, they leave their stings on people's skin and die themselves, like a "suicide machine".The wasp does not suffer, it can live a good life by itself after repairing you severely. Thinking of this made me even angrier. I was not only stung by it, but let it run away, which is really a disgrace to my reputation.Think about it, since raising Patty, at least I have caught 70 to 80 various wasps, hornets, yellow jackets, and big black bees.How could you miss it today?And his son laughed: "If you walk too much at night, you will always meet ghosts." Also blame this season, it is really a rare insect.When I found this wasp flying on the grass, I was afraid that it would run away, so I pounced down before it settled down.It flew off to the right, just under my fingers, and stung me. It has been five days without catching bugs.Although he also removed the flower pots in the yard and caught two woodworms and a small centipede, Patty was not interested.I found that it still loves to catch and fly.It could also be because of these "shade" things that the skin is too tough to be palatable. Frustrated outside, I had no choice but to come back and find my own people to vent my anger.At this critical juncture of food shortage for five days, I obviously have to use the "reserve fund", my "self" and "reserve fund" are in the bottle, since her husband ran away and was killed by Patty , it not only did not die in love, but also has a big heart and a fat body, and has grown into an extra-large female cricket. The female cricket is as dark in color as the mother bird, and it is difficult to be found when squatting in the nest to incubate eggs.The female cricket doesn't call, but just eats quietly. I put some biscuit crumbs in the bottle, remove some meat floss, and put a cotton ball, drop some water on the cotton every day, and it will drink it. This cricket reminded me of the fairy tales I heard when I was a child. An old witch suffering from deep myopia caught a child. She thought the child was too thin, so she kept it in a cage and planned to fatten it up before eating it.Every time the old witch went to the cage and asked the child to hold out her hand, the child would hold out a branch.The old witch shook her head and said, "It's still too thin." What a fairy tale!Like "Aunt Tiger", she has become an "ugly embellishment" of a child's "beautiful childhood", and she will never forget it in her life, and she will never forget to tell her children. Now this mother cricket is a child raised by me. Check it out after a while, has it grown up?Have you gained weight?When it is the most plump, it can be "sent to the palace".I should have thought of this earlier. If I caught more crickets and raised them together to mate and give birth to a lot of small ones, wouldn't they be able to feed Patty in this cold season? Ha ha!I remembered a joke told by an old classmate who came back from Shaanxi. One day when he was a guest at a friend's house, he saw many dogs running around the door.I asked my friends, "They are all your dogs!" "Yes!" "Very beautiful!" "Which one do you admire the most?" My old friend pointed to one of them. Not long after, my friend poured the wine and brought a pot of delicious food to go with the wine. It was delicious!It was the dog just mentioned. Ha ha!Let me remember one more funny thing. When I broadcast the news, the previous news was that the head of an international animal protection organization visited Taiwan.This was followed by a special feature reporting on a "dog farm" in the suburbs of Taipei. A large group of dogs barking at people in the cage, one black, two yellow, three flower, four white.It is said that when working on a dog farm, the most important thing is not to develop a relationship with the dog. You must make the dog bark at you and make it hate you.Then one day you kill it, so you won't feel uneasy.You can comfort yourself: Who told you to yell at me?let me kill you first. I picked up the bottle containing the female cricket and looked at it under the lamp.See if there are already small crickets in it. No!She married at least two husbands, but unfortunately, she didn't have any children.It was the first husband who entered her stomach first, and the second husband who entered Patty's stomach.Now she's going to get into Patty's stomach too. What a hassle!I can't figure it out.One went into the stomach of the other, two men and one woman, and they were all sent to make a pile and turned into a pile of shit, just like all the scandals and gossips, in the end it was all "the mud of the swallow's nest".Great figures, like former French President François Mitterrand, had to hide the fact that they had an "illegitimate daughter" during their lifetime.But just after she died, the illegitimate daughter established a foundation and took charge of her father's "smart wealth". The "gossip" in life became a romantic "history of rhyme" after death, and even a story that was recited by people.Say "This great man also has ordinary flaws that make him all the more relatable, lovable, and real." It's just that if the gossip is a woman, even if it is discovered after death, it seems that in history, no matter whether it is Chinese or foreign, it is difficult to get this "cute and true" praise.Instead, he was crowned with a lot of ugly titles.Think about it, when it comes to Wu Zetian, how many people know that she also knew people well and had some achievements in politics?I'm afraid I will think of Zhang Zongchang and Zhang Yizhi first. Probably because most of the history writers are men!I often think, what would it be like if the entire human history were rewritten by women? The female cricket went into the jar.Crickets have different personalities from bees and butterflies. They do not belong to the sky, but to the land.So as soon as you go in, you get between the dead leaves and insect corpses.Like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand, it can forget the outside world. Patty walked along the branches to the bottom of the bottle.It was very easy to start from behind and clamp the female cricket in his hand.Crickets are not like wasps, they have obvious three sections and "waist waist", so Patty eats them differently.It bites down from the sharp point of its buttocks, as if it knows that there is no "poisonous needle" here. The stomach was bitten open, and a lot of white juice flowed out, like fat fat.It suddenly reminded me of what a taxi driver said to me in Taiwan some time ago—— "There was a woman in my car just now. She was so bold. She told me that she just went to find the cowherd." The driver laughed happily: "Do you know what she said? She said She wanted revenge on her husband. Since her husband dared to go out to find a woman, she went to find a man. She also said..." The driver couldn't help laughing and couldn't continue, and waited for a few seconds before he let out a long breath: she actually said She didn't wash it when she went home, so she had to find her husband to do business, so everyone came together and met inside! " "Men who can write history and go out to play, be careful." Watching the female cricket enter Patty's belly little by little, and the two males meet inside, I feel a little throbbing in my heart... Mafia November two days Every day after lunch, I would sit alone in front of the flower window, staring at the yard in a daze for a long time.This is the moment when I cultivate my emotions, suspend my mind between "want" and "don't want", and let inspiration fly in. There are more than 20 maple trees planted in the yard, most of which are Japanese red maples with small leaves.It seems that in just a few days, everything has turned into bright red, "Frost leaves are red in February flowers", this poem has been coming to the United States, seeing the autumn scenery, and it can even be said that it was not until I moved to Long Island and looked at my own yard that I could deeply appreciate it. Deep feeling.Because those maple leaves are spread horizontally in front of my window, looking out from the house, I don't see the shape of the whole tree, and I don't pay attention to the shape of the leaves, which gives people a feeling of blooming spring flowers and overwhelming the sky. But the recent glamorous scenery, instead of making me happy, caused me anxiety. Too many things were left unresolved.Can't catch a bug, can't catch a bug for a few days, and my Patty is starving to death.It's fine to starve to death, the problem is that if you can find one, you won't be able to lay eggs and complete the responsibility of her life cycle.right!Of course, there are too many people who can never find a boyfriend or girlfriend in their whole life, and have no relationship between husband and wife in their whole life.But because Patty is under my control, I keep her in a cage every day, and she has no chance to be like the "unrestrained girls" outside, who often have the opportunity to flirt with the opposite sex. Parents who regard "life righteousness, male and female etiquette, and children and grandchildren's morality" as a child will waste their youth and miss their marriage. Parents are to blame. I remember when my son was in high school, once I jokingly said: "You should be a virgin", and he was so annoyed that I looked down on him.I was startled at the time, thinking, if one day my daughter grows up, if I ask her like this, she will also be angry? Isn't it an honor to "keep chastity"?A boy can not easily try physical copulation, and give his first time to his partner, shouldn't he agree to it?Or the younger generation has other ideas, as Shakespeare said at the beginning of "A Midsummer Night's Dream"-"A refined rose is more interesting than dying on its own branches. ?” They actually regard the "development of one's own body" as an indicator of maturity, and think that a person who only knows how to explore the external world but cannot liberate himself is an immature idiot. Thinking of this, I felt an extra burden on Patty. In addition, the day when I am going back to Taiwan is coming, and the teenagers waiting for counseling have already arranged their time, but after I leave, who will feed Patty? " good!The whole family loves her, the daughter considers her a "baby" and my wife doesn't dislike her either.But it's one thing not to hate, it's one thing to take care of, and when I hand them the job of catching bugs and feeding them, "love" might be about to go bad. Don't talk about treating small animals, isn't it the same between people, even between parents and children?I often hear how parents worry about their children, thinking that their daughters and sons have been living in dire straits since they married that "bastard" and "slut".But when you see them worrying, cursing, and crying, when you ask them "Did you help them raise their children, or give them some financial assistance", your face may turn away, or you will scold: "That's what you deserve." , Suffering on his own, who told him not to listen to me back then, now I can't help..." Now comes the problem.How to make food?How to raise her?Who sprays her with water every day to keep it moist.Who fed her water with a duckbill pen?Who goes out to catch the worms, and then carefully puts them down?And who will continue to find a partner for her? My wife said it well—"You might as well bring her back to Taiwan. Taiwan is warm and there are worms to eat. You can go to the park to catch worms every day." But I have already inquired about it. If you bring small animals in, you must be quarantined first, and you must pass through customs with a quarantine certificate.Some have to be "closed" to observe for a long time, can't Patty live for a few days?Who will take care of her?Even when my teaching secretary called to ask how to bring the mantis in, people thought she was joking. Speaking of the secretary, she did call Teacher Chen Weishou. Chen said that he didn't have a mantis now and would ask the students, and gave his home and office numbers.I called last night, and he said there were no students, probably "the season is over." I thought to myself at the time, could it be that in Taiwan, even though the four seasons are not too cold, mantises have to live according to the preordained "schedule" of alternating life cycles, like "wintering with eggs" as said in insect books?I also wonder if some insect eggs must be spawned at low temperature like the scales of tulips. Thirty years ago, I brought a few tulip bulbs back to Taiwan from abroad, but I didn't grow them after planting them.But one of them was the worst. It was supposed to be thrown away, but my mother thought it was an onion and put it in the refrigerator for a long time.When I "rescued" it and planted it as a joke, it didn't take long for the leaves to bloom. Sitting in front of the flower window, I can no longer concentrate on meditation. Another reason is that I always have to pay attention to the movement outside.Are there any wasps flying in the grass?Are there bees on the flowers?It's strange, I saw the "bee shadow" several times, skimming in front of my window; when I rushed out, it disappeared. It's like this again today, "bee shadows" appear one after another, but they all fly too fast, really "come without a shadow, go without a trace".Suddenly I remembered that the swarm of bees I killed before was also coming in and out, the traffic was frequent, but it was so fast that people couldn't see clearly.right!Maybe there happened to be a swarm of bees here, that is, near my flower window. It was really "the crowd searched for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in a dimly lit place". I put on my jacket and headed out, deciding to sit back and wait. It's already quite cold, especially in the afternoon, when the flowerbed in front of the window falls into the shadow of the sycamore tree, giving the impression of winter.What's more annoying is that without sunlight, even flying insects can't see clearly. I believe that except for the wasp flying slowly among the flowers, the wasp must be flying extremely fast at other times.Just like a taxi driver, when the car is empty to find customers, he drives slowly, but suddenly speeds up when the customers arrive.People with goals are fast and have fewer accidents; people without goals are slower and more prone to accidents. This is probably the reason. Do I have something wrong with my eyes, suffering from "floaters"?I clearly saw a black shadow flying past, why couldn't I find anything after following it? I began to grope my way into the flowerbed.This garden was originally only one meter long, but after years of expansion, it has a "depth" of three and a half meters, and the "banner" is more than ten meters long. Even if you don't enter your own flower garden for a long time, it will become wild.At least there is a sense of horror in the wild; fear of some strange insects jumping out, fear of growing "poison ivy (poison ivy)", fear of growing thorny grass.Just like a friend who hasn't been in touch for a long time, when you meet, you have to feel "tested" first. Many annual grass flowers have withered.The seeds of some grass flowers will burst when touched, like bugs that can bite people.I pulled out a few weeds by the way; in the woods, they worked hard to grow tall, and there were no leaves underneath. The long stems were more than one meter long, thin, and connected with shallow roots. I pulled them out gently. just got up.The reason is very simple. The so-called "straighten without support" means that they don't need to "stand" by themselves, they just need to squeeze in the bushes. I was bending over to pull weeds, when suddenly there was a "buzzing" in my ears.A black shadow flitted quickly, passing my hand, and piercing through the bushes. I quickly stood up straight and stopped moving to avoid being attacked by the team members who came out on patrol. I have already confirmed that there are swarms of bees living here. It was a kind of bumble bee, or "yellow jacket," which made its nest between the root of the window and the crevice of the wall with mud in its mouth.I didn't know it before. It wasn't until two years ago that I saw a woodpecker pecking at my window lattice, only to find piles of yellow mud on it, in which many wasps lived.Now I guess, another litter. I waited quietly, and in this silence, the secret suddenly appeared.It's literally one after another, coming in and out, and disappearing as soon as it hits the foot of my window. I jumped out of the flowerbed and looked at it from another angle. It turned out that they lived in my window.My flower window uses aluminum strips as the "window frame". The aluminum strips are hollow, and one end is exposed outside, and it is facing downwards, so it cannot be drenched in rain.These smart "yellow jackets" actually live in it.I really didn't expect that many of the "principal criminals" in my yard sweeping crimes every day came from my own gate wall. I rushed back to the house and found the bottle of "bee killer".It took a lot of effort to find the lid.But just lifted it up and put it down again. Why do I kill them?If it was for Patty, the bees that were killed would be covered in poison and could not be eaten at all.If it is for myself, they never take the initiative to sting me, and I seldom enter the flowerbed.It can even be said that they help me spread pollen and are not "enemies" with me, but "symbiosis and mutual prosperity". What I want now is one, two, or one or two every day, so that I can make some achievements.Why kill them all?What's more, it is written on the "bee killer" can that it may corrode paint-like building materials, and it might rot all the white paint on the outside of the window. But, how do I catch these two? If the plastic bags are aimed at their holes, the flying ones will definitely enter the bags.But if anyone came back at this time, they would most likely sting me.On the contrary, facing the outside, it is possible to deceive one or two people who are eager to return home, but there are thousands of troops in the nest, and they will definitely send troops immediately, so I can't stand it. What should I do? I went back to the house and sat in the window to meditate.Suddenly refreshed, I made a decision - not to catch. I found that their nest was only three meters away from Patty's house. The praying mantis killed by Patty a while ago was caught on the window, which was next to the nest. I believe there are generations of praying mantis families thriving here.They all center here, develop outward, and also look for food here. I even thought that there must be many praying mantises standing at the door of the beehive, ready to catch them, and live their lives.How great is the mother mantis who first chose to take root here! Of course, those bees are also great.They may know that the "devil king" lives next to their home, but pay the protection fee on time, and would rather sacrifice the lives of some relatives in exchange for peace. Reminds me of the building I lived in Taipei. There used to be a gambling and video game store on the second floor.Probably afraid of the police, a closed-circuit camera was installed in the lobby of the building.Later, the video game store was closed, and the cameras were dismantled. Many residents missed the "old days".Because at that time, the residents of the building rarely got stolen, and the thieves were afraid of being photographed. I also think of Little Italy in New York, which is actually the only place in Manhattan where you can take your girlfriend for a walk in the middle of the night.Because it is the territory of the "Mafia", whoever dares to commit crimes there may lie on the side of a certain highway, or be ground into dog food by a meat grinder. Many elegant restaurants and bars have been opened in the Little Italy district, which retains the most original "jazz music" and a lot of galleries. Every time I walk on the streets of Little Italy in the middle of the night, I feel like a paradise, very quiet and ironic!