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Chapter 28 Come on, hurt each other!

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    After waiting for about 20 minutes, the means of transportation for this trip finally arrived. The group boarded the minibus, found their seats, bought tickets and set off.

    Not long after, my cousin and I were asked to give up our seats.  Because I was not tall enough, I didn't buy a ticket, so I had to give up my seat to someone who needed it more.  My mother was next to my aunt, and my cousin and I sat on our respective mother's laps.

    The drive of more than an hour, in my dazed state, finally came to an end.

    The first thing to do when getting out of the car is not to observe the scenery, nor to ask about the destination excitedly.  Instead "Wow~ wow" I squatted by the grass by the side of the road and couldn't help vomiting.  My whole head felt dizzy, as if it was about to explode, my vision became blurred, my tears flowed out uncontrollably, my stomach churned, and I vomited out everything I ate in the morning.

    "You're motion sick, what's going on?" Mom said and patted me on the back.

    "I don't know, maybe I haven't taken such a long car before," I said weakly.

    "Come on, drink some water first and rinse your mouth," Dad said as he handed me the uncle's water glass.

    After taking a sip of tea and standing for a few more minutes, I felt a little better.

    "Are you comfortable? Can you walk around? If you can't walk, ask your father to carry you on your back," Mom said.

    "It's better, I don't have to carry it, I can walk by myself" I rejected my mother's proposal.  After all, we are also little men, and we have to rely on ourselves.

    After getting out of the car and staying for a while, the group changed to walking up the mountain.  There are still 2-3 miles away from the mountain, and we need to go up.  Fortunately, it hasn't rained in the past few days, and the road is relatively easy to walk.

    A dirt road twists and turns forward, extending into the depths of the forest.  Thinking of the question about snakes raised by my cousin, I walked very carefully.  The old cousin leaned over from time to time, and whispered in my ear: "Pay attention, especially in places with deep grass, there are easy snakes, call me as soon as you see it, you must catch it, and you can't let it go.  up"

    It's okay not to say it, but I was even more scared when I said it.  It always feels like there are snakes hiding in every bush, try to stay away from them and walk in the middle of the road.  "Mom, have you ever seen a snake? Do you bite?" I hurriedly took my mother's arm and said.

    "Snake, I've seen it before, if you don't hit it, most snakes won't bite people"

    "Oh, don't you really bite?" After hearing that I didn't bite, I relaxed a little.

    "Don't bite, there are so many snakes, so many of us have passed by here, we are scared of it, and the snakes have no time to hide from us, so how dare they come to bite you?" Mom said funny.

    "There are a lot of snakes on our mountain. When I was young, I slept at home at noon, and the snakes all crawled on my bed. They coiled around my waist, and it was cold. It woke me up, and I said  What, when I touched it, it was soft. When I picked it up, it was a snake with thick arms. I was so scared that I ran outside. When I called my dad in, the snake didn¡¯t know where to go.  Already," said the uncle beside him.

    Nima, the heart that had just calmed down just now was sweating coldly from the big uncle's wave.  In an instant, I wanted to turn around and drive back.  I'm not going to sleep with a snake!  Resolutely not!

    "Your elder aunt scares you. It's not as fierce as he said. He made it up. There are not so many snakes. And snakes are also afraid of strangers, so they can't run away from home," the aunt explained.

    Anyway, don't comfort me, I'm sure there are a lot of snakes here!  The more explanation is the cover up, don't think I don't know!  My aunt's words not only did not make me relax my vigilance, but instead focused my attention and observed my surroundings carefully.

    "Old cousin, have you ever eaten snake meat?" Suddenly, the old cousin asked me showing off.

    "No! Snakes are so terrifying, you dare to eat them! What if they are poisonous?" I'll go, such a disgusting thing, you actually ask me if I have eaten it!  Is it possible that someone still eats this?

    Just in time, the old cousin answered the question in my mind: "Wow, you have never eaten snake meat! It is delicious. And our mountains are full of non-poisonous snakes, which will not be poisoned. The snake soup is stewed with white milk.  The white one is very fragrant. If you have a chance to catch a snake, I will ask Dad to make snake soup for you."

    "Old cousin, are you kidding me! I don't want to drink it!" I was speechless. What kind of hobbies do these people have? This taste is not ordinary.  Thinking of the sinuous figure of a snake gives me goosebumps.  I feel that after drinking the snake soup, there will be twists and turns in my stomach, which is very scary.

    "I saw my dad killed a snake, cut off the snake's head with one knife, and the severed snake's head can still move. Then cut the snake's skin open, and the snake gall inside is very nourishing," the old cousin continued.

    "Have you ever eaten snake gall?" I was shocked.

    "No?, my dad ate it, and he said I was too young to bear the nutrition." The old cousin actually showed a disappointed expression. What the hell! Is this snake so attractive?

    "Old cousin, aren't you afraid of snakes running around in your stomach?" I stared at the old cousin's stomach in a daze.

    "Idon't scare me! It's all boiled into soup, and the miscellaneous things may still go around" Actually, I have already seen that the old cousin expressed his uncertainty in his words.

    "Who said it won't change when boiled into soup? I heard my grandfather tell me before, that leech was cut into two pieces by a knife, and then it turned into two live leeches.  Into three pieces! And even with fire, the leeches will turn into many little leeches when they come into contact with water." Hmph, scare me?  It's just forcing me to come up with a trick!

    "Wow~" A burst of retching came from the old cousin.  Hey, little boy, are you kidding me?  See if I don't scare you!

    "Is this leech so disgusting? Have you ever seen a leech come back to life?" the old cousin asked half-believingly.

    "Although I haven't seen it, my grandfather tried it. When he was planting seedlings, his leg was bitten by a leech and he was bleeding. At that time, the leech bit his leg and couldn't even pull it off."

    "Can't you pull it off? You're a ghost! Such a small leech, why can't it be pulled off?" The old cousin stared at me and said.

    "Why did you lie to me? In the end, I used the vape oil of that leaf smoke to pull out the leech. Half of that leech got into my grandpa's leg." I said with certainty, and was about to look at my old watch.  With that distorted expression because of fear of pain, sure enough, the old cousin answered.

    The old cousin said with a painful and worried face: "Old cousin, actuallythere are more leeches on our mountain than snakesIIthe most  I hate leeches!" The sudden message hit my mind like a bolt from the blue!  What the hell did I do!  Digging your own grave?  Looking at the dense forest on the side of the road, goose bumps instantly covered his whole body.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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