A Tigger
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preface
I was born in a poor mountain village, where most people were ordinary farmers who lived on food. And I am also one of them, and my daily job is to go up to the mountains to pick wild fruits and herbs.
On that day, as usual, I carried a bamboo basket up the mountain to pick wild fruits. But I never thought that I would actually pick up a golden hedgehog. This golden hedgehog doesn't look simple. But what I didn't expect was that a few days later, when my wife was working in the field, she picked up two more.
01
My name is Li Dazhuang, and I am an ordinary farmer, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, and although my life is hard, I am also stable. Living in this mountain village, the wild fruits and herbs in the mountains are the source of our livelihood. Since I was a child, I have heard the old people in the village tell the legend that there are rare and exotic beasts in the mountains, saying that the mountain god has hidden countless treasures, waiting for someone to find them.
When I was a child, I listened to it a lot, and gradually it became a joke. But who would have thought that in the autumn of that year, when I went up to the mountains to pick wild fruits, I actually came across something legendary.
It was an ordinary autumn day, and I carried a bamboo basket up the mountain to pick fruits as usual. The autumn fruit was big and sweet, and I walked a little far, rounding up a hillside that I didn't frequent.
Just as I was looking down to pick the fruit, I suddenly kicked something hard under my feet. When I looked down, it was a hedgehog with a golden body, lying motionless in the grass.
I was startled and crouched down to take a closer look. The hedgehog was all golden, and the burrs seemed to be made of gold, shining brightly. I reached out and carefully touched it, and found that its thorns were not prickly, and were a little heavy. I immediately realized that this thing was not ordinary!
"What is this?" I was secretly amazed, picked up the hedgehog and put it in the bamboo basket, thinking that I would go back and show my wife. When I got home, I immediately showed the hedgehog to my wife. She was stunned when she saw it, and asked with wide eyes, "Where did you pick this thing from?" This...... Is it really a hedgehog? ”
I shook my head: "I don't know, it feels like it's made of gold." The wife carefully held the hedgehog in her hand and looked at it for a while, her face full of doubt and excitement. She whispered, "This thing is worth a lot of money when it looks good, aren't we...... Took it and sold it? ”
I was also a little shaken in my heart, this golden thing didn't look like an ordinary animal, who knows how much it was worth? But I still have some concerns, after all, I have never seen anything like this, and I don't know if it will cause any trouble. "Don't rush to sell it yet, let's see, what if there's something you can't say?" I whispered.
The wife frowned, but didn't insist. We hid the golden hedgehog in a wooden box at home, and no one talked about it again. But for the next few days, the existence of this hedgehog haunted me, and I didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse.
02
A few days later, one afternoon, my wife came home from working in the fields and was a little pale. I saw that she was holding two identical "golden hedgehogs" in her hands, exactly the same as the ones I had picked up earlier.
As soon as she entered the door, she put the hedgehog on the table, gasped and said, "Da Zhuang, it's weird! I was working in the fields just now, and I came across two more golden hedgehogs like the one you picked up! ”
I was stunned, and my doubts came up all at once. How could there be two more? And in our own fields? "Is there some treasure hidden in the mountains? Are these hedgehogs the ones who guard the treasure? There was excitement in my wife's tone, as if she had seen fortune beckoning to us.
But I felt a little uneasy. It's so unusual that such strange things appear one after another. I couldn't help but persuade: "Wife, I don't think something is right, how can something like a hedgehog be made of gold?" Let's be careful, don't rush to move them, lest we get into any trouble. ”
The wife obviously didn't think so, and she said categorically: "What are you afraid of? It's a baby that fell from the sky! People in our village have never seen such a valuable thing in their lives, so why do you keep it if you don't exchange it for money? I shook my head, thinking that this should not be rushed. When I go up the hill and take a look, I might be able to find more clues. ”
03
My wife and I argued for a few days over this. I always feel that the appearance of these golden hedgehogs is not accidental, and there must be something unknown behind it. I decided to go up the mountain the next morning to find out if there were any other clues to the origin of these hedgehogs.
However, on the night of our argument, something strange happened at home. In the middle of the night, my wife and I heard a slight noise in the house, as if something was moving.
I immediately got up to check, only to find that the three golden hedgehogs I had picked up earlier were all gone! They were originally hidden in wooden crates, but now the crates are open and empty.
There were only tiny specks of golden light left on the ground, something like gold dust, which shimmered faintly. My wife was startled, grabbed my hand tightly, and her voice trembled: "Da Zhuang, this is ...... What the hell is this? Why did you run away by yourself? ”
I felt a chill in my heart, too. These hedgehogs suddenly disappeared, leaving behind a cloud of gold dust, proving that they were no ordinary animals. I shook my wife's hand and comforted her, saying, "Tomorrow I will go up the mountain to explore, no matter what these hedgehogs are, we can't act rashly." ”
Early the next morning, I packed my rations and a jug on my back and went alone to the hillside where the golden hedgehog had been found. Along the way, my heart was full of uneasiness and curiosity.
What exactly are these hedgehogs? What does their appearance mean? With these questions in mind, I walked in the mountains for a day, and it was not until the sun was about to set that I stopped in front of an ancient stone monument.
There is a blurred text engraved on the stele, and although the handwriting is not legible, it vaguely reveals an ancient atmosphere. I wiped the moss off the stele with my hands, made a closer look, and found that it mentioned "Treasure of the Mountain" and "Guardian".
Although I didn't fully understand it, I probably understood the meaning - these golden hedgehogs are not ordinary creatures, they may be the guardians of the treasure of the mountain god, and only those who are destined to see it.
My heart tightened, and I remembered the legends about the mountain gods and treasures that the village elders used to tell. Could it be that these hedgehogs are the legendary guardians? I suddenly felt like I shouldn't covet the golden light of these hedgehogs. Perhaps, what they bring is not wealth, but some mysterious power.
With these thoughts in mind, I returned home. When my wife saw that I was covered in mud, she anxiously asked, "Did you find anything?" ”
I told her about the steles I saw on the mountain, especially the legends about the treasure's keepers. When his wife heard this, her face turned a little pale, and after a while, she whispered: "What you said makes sense, we can't worry about these hedgehogs anymore, maybe they are really spiritual creatures that protect treasures." ”
Since then, we have decided not to chase the fortunes of these hedgehogs anymore. We carefully put away the gold dust at home, but we never bothered to sell it again. Life is still as uneventful as before, and the work in the fields continues to be busy.
Although I occasionally think of those golden hedgehogs, I still have some regrets in my heart, but I am more fortunate - glad that we did not fall into unknown troubles because of temporary greed.
The origin of the golden hedgehog may always be a mystery, but my wife and I understand that there are some things that do not belong to us. The stability of life is far more important than the unexplained wealth.
This article declares: This article is a short story, the content is pure fiction, please watch it rationally