Ke Chuang Adventure No. 4 - Turtle Riding Four Seasons Mountain

Pieces of verdant and turquoise bamboo fluttered in Ke Chuang's mind. The exquisitely woven bamboo baskets, bamboo buckets and bamboo sandals flashed in front of his eyes, and Ke Chuang's heart surged up, and his memory became clearer and clearer--his hometown was a kingdom of bamboo, in a place called Xingzhu County in southern Fujian. There are four seasons like spring, beautiful mountains and rivers, and pleasant scenery. Since he was born, the most he has seen is bamboo. Mom and Dad eat and drink water, what they hold in their hands is a bamboo bowl and bamboo cup, they eat bamboo kites, they live in a bamboo building, and they sleep on a bamboo bed. Every aspect of life is inseparable from bamboo. In Xingzhu County, everyone knows bamboo weaving craftsmanship, and Papa Keping is a bamboo weaving master, and all the materials that are missing in life can be woven with bamboo through his hands. It can be said that his family does not lack anything, except cash. Ke Chuang is a strong ancestor, weaving skills are higher than his father, in addition to weaving tools of life, he can also weave flowers, birds, fish and insects and various crafts. What makes Ke Chuang most proud is that in his twenty-fifth year, the "Dragon and Phoenix Chengxiang" handicraft he woven won the first prize at the 2005 Xingzhu County Handicraft Exhibition, and he was also favored by the only state-owned bamboo craft company in the county for the second time, and he was hired as a staff member, realizing the transformation from a mud leg to an iron rice bowl.

Ke Chuang looked at the hero and thought to himself, don't say that it is to weave a black nest for you, or let me give you a partial coat, that is not a thing! It's just that there is no bamboo here, and there is no tool for splitting. The sun is about to set. It seems that the hero is hungry again, right? It flew into the river again to catch fish. Ke Chuang had to put down his work and collect firewood to make a fire. The hero seems happy to enjoy the life of being offered and giving him a small barbecue. Watch it eat with great pleasure! It is to let Ke Chuang accompany it for ten thousand years, and it is willing! But Ke Chuang was now losing his appetite. He missed home, he missed his parents, he missed his co-workers.

Before dark, Ke Chuang finally created a strong and happy home for the hero. He spread some hay on the nest, and climbed into it to try his sleep, well, warm and kind, comparable to the little cradle of love when he was a child. Now his debt to the hero's humanity has finally been paid off. Now he wants to get a good night's sleep, and tomorrow he will go up the mountain to catch the road, "Maybe at some end of this mountain, there is a way home." Ke Chuang comforted himself as he returned the nest to the tree.

The hero was also so spiritual that before Ke Chuang could speak, he gently grabbed his feet and placed his home on the trunk of the tree, holding it steady, and then jumped in happily.

The moonlight was still there, the stars were twinkling, the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, and the fragrance of grass came over his face, and Ke Chuang lay on the open-air Simmons, but it was difficult to sleep. He was missing the sound of the wind rustling bamboo leaves in his hometown, like a poem that shakes off troubles and sorrows, cool and relaxed. If you are at home, at this time, your mother will definitely make a delicious meal and serve it to the round bamboo table. Dad would also drink a small bowl of rice wine, and everyone would listen to Ke Chuang talk about some new things that happened in the company while they ate. Whenever she was happy, her mother would pour cold water on her mouth, "You know that poor and happy!" People who are over forty years old, have not yet married a daughter-in-law, I see the old what to do? Ming'er, you hurry up and bring me back with a woman, otherwise, I won't cook for you." Dad advised, "There is no hurry, there is no hurry, and the marriage event depends on fate." We have social security in the company, and we will have a pension when we are old in the future, what are we afraid of! Ke Chuang grabbed the steps and slipped away. Mom is good everywhere, Ke Chuang is afraid of his mother nagging. But now he especially wanted to hear his mother yell at him a few more times.

Ke Chuang thought about it and fell asleep unconsciously. Ke Chuang was confused and felt that there was something plush hitting his face, not light or heavy, one, two, three times, Ke Chuang a spirit, sat up violently. "My mom, it scared me to death." Ke Chuang originally thought it was a man-eating beast, but when he looked at it in the moonlight, it turned out to be a hero. "Hero, you don't sleep at home in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?" Ke Chuang originally thought that the hero liked himself and ran over to himself. He had just stretched out his hand to hug the hero, but the hero suddenly ran to the edge of the grass mat at his feet, stomped his feet hard, fanned his arms vigorously, and cried out in his mouth, and the situation was extremely urgent. Ke Chuang understood at this time that the source of the original barbecue last night had not been extinguished, and the sparks slowly spread around, only because most of them were grass, and Mars did not burn. But it spread to the side of Ke Chuang's grass mat, and the red sparks accumulated at once, and seeing that it was about to catch fire, the hero rushed over to put out the fire. It flapped its wings vigorously, trying to put out the fire, but after a few fan blows, it fanned the flames up.

"Hero, run!" Ke Chuang jumped up from the grass mat, pulled the hero's wings and said, and then they ran north together.

Although Ke Chuang was out of danger, he could look back at the spreading source of fire, and his heart was full of self-blame. "What a beautiful spring mountain, it will be destroyed by my hands." He actually wanted to put out the fire, but now there was no water, and he was useless with his bare hands. How much he hoped that the next heavy rain would come to extinguish the wildfires. Looking at the clear starry sky, his disillusionment was shattered.

Miracles often happen unexpectedly. Ke Chuang obviously felt that Chunshan was sinking, sinking. You see, the water in the river is rising after the flames. "By the way, Grandpa Turtle must have known that there was a fire on Spring Mountain, and he dived into the water in order to put out the fire." Even if it does not dive, as long as it is slightly sideways, the river can pour all over the Spring Mountain. Ke Chuang thought in his heart.

The wildfire was quickly extinguished by the river. Spring Mountain has returned to its former calm. Ke Chuang's gratitude to Grandpa Gui was beyond words, and his awe was born.