The little head is furry, yellow and gray. Looking down, it is a pair of black eyes that are spinning straight and staring at me. When I saw the wrinkled pink monkey face, I realized that it was a surviving little monkey, a fish that escaped the net. Those monkey catchers just now didn't know whether it was pity or not, so they left it. At this moment, seeing the empty plain in the forest, I couldn't help but make a sound: "Squeak, Squeak..."

The sound was short and rapid, as if it was a whine. I don’t know what happened, but my heart seemed to be blocked by a thatch.

I looked at this poor little monkey twice, and I suddenly found that when I was flooded that day, I smashed stones into the stream to save me. If so, then those monkey catchers just now were my saviors? When I thought of this, I was extremely regretful. I looked at my father in disappointment, and then looked at me again, thinking that those guys were really hard, but if I went back and called the young man from Longjialing and Tianjiaba and came over with a hoe, I wonder if I could stop them?

But it was not me who was in charge of our family, but my father Chen Zhili. He originally expected that the slaughtered chicken was not taken away, and it was another meal of meat when he took it home, but he found that it was just a little monkey, so he felt a little disappointed.

Monkeys look similar to humans. Even the hungry people are not as food. Moreover, the monkeys in Mali Mountain are very spiritual and irritable. The farther away they are, the better.

My father didn't care about this little monkey, and he was about to leave with the hatchet behind his waist. However, he didn't know why, the little monkey who was caught just now jumped onto my shoulders and licked the large fish scales on my neck with his pink tongue. After I knew that this little monkey was my savior, I was not afraid of it. Instead, I found it fun and reached out to tease it. It grinned at me, and I smiled. Then I felt that the fish scales on my neck were originally hot, but after it licked it, it felt a little smooth and cold.

The little monkey jumped over and I was not scared. My father was shocked. He thought that the monkey thought we were enemies of his parents and relatives and wanted to take revenge on us, so he raised his hatchet and said, "Hey, don't do anything randomly, my hatchet is so powerful, have you chopped off?"

My father has learned some traditional Chinese medicine and believes that "all things have spirits", so he scared the monkey as he speaks, but he has never really cut it down - he has never even killed a chicken in his life, it was all made by my mother, and he is very kind.

The little monkey squatted on my shoulder. I was not in good health since I was a child. It was brought from my mother's womb. It was thin and weak. However, this little guy was thinner and his body was no bigger than my head when he shrank. I couldn't see it, but when I heard it, it seemed to be grinning at my father, and made the short squeak just now.

My father was too nervous. My mother saw that the little monkey had no malicious intentions towards me. She stopped my father and said, "Old Chen, why are you nervous? Didn't you see that little monkey and Erdan are intimate?"

I also shouted, "Dad, the last time I was pulled by the water ghost in the water, it was this little monkey and a few big monkeys who drove the ghost away."

After hearing my mother’s advice, my father was relieved and put away the hatchet. He was a honest man. After knowing that this little monkey was his son’s savior, he took out half a piece of cooked sweet sweet potato from the bamboo trunk behind him, reached in front of the little monkey, squatted down, and muttered, saying, don’t blame us for not paying attention to what happened just now. Those people are very fierce, and one of them can handle the three of us. We can’t afford to offend, I’m sorry.

My father apologized to the little monkey seriously. What's strange is that the little guy seemed to understand it, he jumped down and took the half of the sweet potato and ate it.

When I saw this little monkey eating so quickly, I rolled my eyes so hard that I choked, and I felt a little sad. Sweet potatoes are the most unhealthy thing. After eating them in my stomach, after a while, I farted and there was nothing. It was okay to eat them occasionally. After eating too much, people were all floating. I don’t like them since I was a child, but my family was poor and I couldn’t help it. I didn’t expect that this monkey would eat deliciously.

My father stood up. Because he was going to rush, he didn't stay for a long time. Instead, he sorted out the bamboo basket on his shoulders, and then took my mother and me toward Wuguniang Mountain.

The half of the sweet potato my father gave was very big. The little monkey was eating, and he ignored us and asked us to leave on his own. It ignored us, but I was a little disappointed. I always felt that the little monkey was so close to me, just like my younger brother and sister. So I couldn't help but look back until its shadow disappeared at the end of the forest. I was worried and asked my mother, "Will the little monkey starve to death without her parents?"

My mother looked down at me, pursed her lips, and thought for a while but still told me that it was possible...

When I heard this, I stopped and turned around and wanted to go back. But my father caught me and scolded me sternly: "You slut, you can't live your life, so what do you care about that little monkey?"

My father is a barefoot doctor in the mountain. He also claims to be a cultural person and is highly respected. He usually talks about it, but I am a little afraid of him. Although he is unhappy, he can only be dragged by him and climbed towards the main peak in front. While I was crawling, I thought to myself, "Little Monkey, wait, wait until your Erdan brother comes back after he gets sick, I will steal the sweet potatoes from the house for you to eat every day, and you are a starving ghost and reincarnated turtle son."

I thought about this in my heart, but after walking for a mile or two, I always felt something behind me. At first, it was just me, but later even my father and mother could feel it. My mother had a low education and was the most superstitious. She said, "Oh, Lao Chen, do you feel it? Is there a mountain ghost following us?"

Although my father felt weak, as the head of the family, he could only muster up the courage to hold the hatchet tightly and said, "God-telling, where did the mountain ghost come from? I have been to you Mali Mountain for more than ten years, and I have never seen it before...ah!"

The last sentence was actually shouted out from the lungs. I looked back and saw a little black shadow following us. Suddenly, it scared my father. My father is a cultural person and a little myopic. But I could see clearly that this black shadow is the little monkey who was thrown behind by us just now? Seeing it, I ran over with joy, and the little monkey also squeaked excitedly, jumped onto my shoulders and helped me lick the blood-seeking fish scales.

When the little monkey got on my shoulder, I made a decision that affected my life - I wanted to adopt it.

I carried the little monkey and ran to my parents excitedly and told them the decision. My father immediately came with a terrible face and said no, I disagreed. I stopped doing it here, and I beat my father at that time - what tricks can a child do to beat a cow? It was just howling, so I started crying, wow, I didn't feel anything at first, but when I saw the wrinkled face of the little monkey on his shoulder, the more I looked, the uglier it became, so I felt sad, and tears also spread out.

My mother couldn't stand me the most, so she advised my father, saying that he was like this, and you just follow his wishes and die?

My father's heart is hard on the surface, but his ears are soft. He surrendered after he advised him twice. He said with a stern face that he should stop crying, and be careful to attract the wolf. If you are willing to take care of it, just keep it. Anyway, I don't care. My father was so angry that I was about to explode. He jumped up and shouted hard. The little monkey also jumped to the ground and jumped with me. When I saw the thin monkey, I happily said to my mother: "Mom, it will call it fat girl in the future. I will definitely feed it fat!"

Seeing that I was so happy, my mother smiled on her slightly bitter face, but my father was still angry. When she looked under the little monkey's crotch, a little bird was so angry that she slapped me all over the head and said that the monkey was a male.

I said I don't care, it's just a fat girl, fat girl, fat girl, fat girl...
Chapter completed!