It's hard to work. " Long XiMao said to himself. Even if he bent over to transplant rice seedlings in the paddy field, he was still sleepy. He is very sleepy. He seemed to be working and thinking about things in his dreams. Suddenly, he woke up with a start and found himself "caged" by Uncle Yu. In the distance came the sound of ridicule. His face flushed, he staggered to the ridge, and once again said to himself in his heart, "I will go to the river, make a false image of drowning, and then run away."

Everyone was busy in the fields, but he went home alone. He can't stand working early any longer.

"Fine hair, how can you come back? This busy season..." sister Lingzi said in panic.

"Death is a big deal!!!" Long Xiaomao stamped his feet and roared, "I'm almost dead anyway!"

He rushed into the bedroom and lay down. He is thinking nervously. He must have a job, or he will starve to death. In fact, he had planned to be a forest ranger in Daheishan two days earlier. The former ranger was just killed by a brown bear. The county recruits new forest rangers everywhere, but no one dares to go. Long XiMao is not brave, but he has an inexplicable impulse to take risks since childhood. Some things are done as soon as they are said to be done, which makes the bystanders dumbfounded. He thought that he had reached the point of "a big death". How to die is almost the same anyway. The work of forest rangers is not tiring, but they have to live in the mountains and forests. Ordinary people can't stand the loneliness. In fact, he likes it very much, but his mother always disagrees. It seems that we can only leave without saying goodbye this time. Yes, even my sister can't tell her. You must pretend to be all right and travel quietly at night.

"Fine hair, are you hungry? Are you sick?" Sister asked.

"Well, I have a headache."

He got a hot towel and put it on his head in order to do something for his family.

At noon, father and mother came back. They and their sister gathered around him and asked him if he felt bad.

"Maybe I'm dying. I don't feel bad." He said with his eyes closed.

"Look, he's talking nonsense." Dad said, "let's let him rest."

He felt that his father's tone of voice was not worried about him. Maybe he saw through his trick?

In the afternoon, he secretly went to the kitchen to eat two large bowls of rice and a little meat. Later, when he saw the cakes made by his mother, he put some in a cloth bag and hid them in his bedroom. After that, he went to bed again. His plan is to run away at night, apply to the county recruitment office, and then go to the mountains.

At dinner time, his mother made him a bowl of egg noodles. His head was sweating with food and he felt as if he were really ill. He dared not look into the eyes of his family.

There are always chicken thieves in the village at night. There are only a few chickens in the village. We don't care much. Chicken thieves are generally poor farmers from Daheishan, among whom there are also women. It is said that because of the rapid population growth, the place of Daheishan brigade is no longer suitable for living. Many people can't even eat enough. Long Xiaomao hears that the chicken thief enters his yard, goes around the back of the house, steals the chicken and runs away. The man moved very gently, as if he were a woman. Long Xiaomao lies on the bed and doesn't hate this man at all. He imagined the happy scene when she came home to stew chicken, and the hungry eyes of the children. He even imagined that if he became a forest ranger, it would be very comfortable to join the Daheishan brigade as a visiting son-in-law. He went to Daheishan once a long time ago when he was a child. Daheishan brigade was very rich at that time. Every family raised several goats. There were large fruit trees in front of and behind the house. Long Xiaomao couldn't help stealing some oranges and hiding them in his pocket. His theft was immediately discovered. It was a little girl with dark cockfighting eyes. She pointed to long XiMao and shouted that if he ate the stolen orange, he would die. She even showed anxiety and asked him to throw away the oranges in his pocket. Long Xiaomao ran down the hill and stopped to rest after a long run. At this time, Daheishan village was out of sight, and only the dog barking from that direction could be heard faintly. Long Xiaomao sits in the grass, takes out the oranges, slowly peels them, and enjoys them one by one. Now when I recall the incident many years ago, the little girl's anxious face clearly appears in my mind. Did she really think he would die after eating an orange? Why? Long XiMao has lived for more than ten years, and no one has said that he will die. The people in Daheishan are really mysterious. Anyway, he always had a good feeling for that place and people there. He felt that there was no need to work hard at farming in that place even if he didn't have enough to eat. What he hates most is doing farm work.

It was strange that he heard his father's voice when he left.

"This guy will run away sooner or later." He said to his mother, "it's not necessarily a bad thing."

At that time, his legs became weak and he almost fell down. But he soon picked himself up and ran out of the yard to the main road.

Although there is no moonlight, the road leading to the county is a light colored road paved with concrete. There is no need to worry about wrestling. He walked more and more vigorously, and regretted that he had not realized it earlier. Didn't even my father say that his departure might not be a bad thing? What is he waiting for after all these years? He decided in his heart that even if he had not been admitted to the post of forest ranger this time, he would have to look around the city and take chances. Even if he studied as a bricklayer in the urban infrastructure construction team, he was willing. He was not afraid of hardship, but was afraid of living a dull life.

The second half of the night passed quickly while walking, and the East was already shining.

Long Xiaomao quickly found the office building for the forest ranger, but it was still early. He stood by the garage and took out the big cake in the cloth bag. After a while, the boy who washed the car came. He impatiently chased long Xiaomao away.

"This is the territory of our city people. Do you have eyes?"

Long Xiaomao avoids the tools thrown on the ground and jumps and runs to the sidewalk. He felt unwelcome in the city.

After wandering around for a while, it was estimated that it was time for work. He summoned up the courage to go up to the second floor and opened the door of the office.

"Who?" The middle-aged man behind the desk seemed startled and asked sternly.

"Hello. My name is long XiMao. I'm here to apply."

He dared not sit down, but stood at his desk, facing the man.

"Are you afraid of the black bear? What will you do when the black bear comes? Answer quickly!" The man stared at him as he spoke.

"I, I..." he stammered and finally blurted out: "I will fight with it!"

The man laughed, revealing two long canine teeth.

"That's interesting, you country bumpkin. It's twelve yuan a month without meals. Can you accept it?"

"Acceptable, acceptable!" Long Qingmao nodded frequently.

The man opened the drawer and clattered a large set of keys on the table.

"There are three tool rooms in total. Here are the keys. They belong to you. That is where you rest. Daheishan is not big. The tool rooms are all halfway up the mountain. You will find them soon. Go now."

Long Xiaomao takes the key and smiles. The man remembered something, took out the money from the drawer and threw it on the table. Long XiMao took the money and went out without daring to count.

Ah, fate! Ah, hope! Ah, a good job to earn your own living! He can't understand. He hasn't run away for so many years. Suddenly, he gets what he wants when he runs away! Coming out of the building, I met the boy who washed the car. Long Xiaomao walked slowly in front of him proudly. He heard the boy spat loudly on the ground.

He immediately went to catch the coach. He knew the way to Montenegro.

Walking on the sidewalk in the city, long Qingmao's mind was as bright as the sun. Twelve dollars, a bunch of brass keys! He has never been treated like this in his age.

The car was driving very slowly. Long Xiaomao sat on the seat and closed his eyes to enjoy his good mood. He was not interested in the scenery of the county. He imagined all the adventures he might encounter in Daheishan. Now that he is a forest ranger, how will the villagers of the black mountain brigade treat him? The little girl who linked him to death many years ago should now be the mother of her child. Why do you die after eating those oranges? She took the matter so seriously, but he didn't take it to heart. Because he was still a hairy child at that time, he was not afraid of anything. He had no idea what death was all about.

He was tired after climbing the mountain for a while, so he sat in the grass to rest. He also ate a cake and drank water from the kettle.

Someone came towards him in the dark and said:

"This season is full of wild animals. Is that why you came here?"

"I'm the new Ranger. Who are you?" Long XiMao shouted, and immediately stood up.

"I'm an old Ranger. Even if they sent you, I can help you."

The man put his hand on the dragon's hairy shoulder. The Dragon felt the hand subconsciously. It's not a human hand, it's a furry paw. The dragon was scared. Fortunately, the man didn't want to stay and left immediately. Long Xiaomao noticed that his body was very large, not like a person, a bit like a bear! God, this guy came to meet him in person! Could it be that the original Ranger didn't die, but he was wearing bear skin and playing the role of a bear? Long Xiaomao remembers that the information on Daheishan is always wrong and difficult to understand

He continued to climb up. Fortunately, the moon came out and there was no sign of wild animals. He estimated that it would be a long way to reach the tool house. He regretted not asking the person at the recruitment office for the specific location of the tool room, but he was so flustered that he didn't dare to ask anything. Now that you've come, look for it on the mountain. It's a big deal to find it at dawn. At this moment, he is still very optimistic. What are these small difficulties? He easily left his bitter hometown and came to the place he had been longing for for for years. This is something to be congratulated on.

However, he did not find the tool houses. He walked up and down the hillside until dawn. He didn't find anything like a house at all. At dawn he saw an old man in an apron smiling at him.

"Sir, have you seen the houses around here?"

"There is no house near here. Don't you know me? We met at night."

"Ah? You are -"

"I am the former Ranger. Hum." The old man gave him a blank look and asked, "what do you want the house for?"

Long Xiaomao took out the big bunch of copper keys and showed them to the old man.

The old man stared back a few steps and said:

"This is the key to heaven! How dare you accept such a thing?"

"But this is the key to the tool room... It belongs to the Ranger."

The old man stamped his foot and walked away.

Long Xiaomao thought that it was lucky that it was daytime. He looked for a while. When he couldn't find it, he went down the mountain to ask others. He can also stay in a hotel for a few days. Isn't he rich now? He climbed higher for a while, and then walked to the south of the mountain. At this time, he vaguely heard someone singing folk songs and others laughing. They spread a familiar atmosphere to his ears. Ah, aren't these the people of the Daheishan brigade? People say that they have become beggars and thieves, which is very pitiful. It can be seen that the information is completely wrong!