The son was born in the remote and barbaric Manguanglao village, behind the village is Xialuo Mountain, and in front of it is Brown Mountain, both of which are majestic primitive forests. A mother bear pushed through the bamboo fence of the village headman's house, slapped the watchdog to death, and carried away the village headman's new grandson, who had just turned one year old. The six-year-old child, who can not speak, can not walk upright, only howling like a bear, only limbs on the ground like a beast crawling, became an authentic bear child ......
I was not home for several days and nights. My wife picked up water, planted vegetables, washed clothes, and so on, so I had to lock my son, who was still breastfeeding, in the house alone. We live in a thatched house with holes everywhere, poisonous snakes, scorpions, wild dogs, and bobcats can easily get in, and it is reassuring. The best way, of course, is to find a nanny to take care of the children, but my income was meager at that time, and it was not easy to feed the family, which has free money to hire a nanny. My wife and I were both deported youths, and it was impossible for our relatives in Shanghai to come to the border area to take care of the children for us.
When I was worried, a middle-aged hunter in the village named Zhaocheng said he could help me find a nanny who didn't need to take care of the food and didn't need to pay me a salary. Unless the Seven Fairy Goddesses come down to earth or the Tianluo Girl is reborn, where can I find such a cheap job? I shook my head straight. When Zhaocheng saw that I did not believe him, he said, "Wait, I'll bring you a nanny right away."
Within a bag of cigarettes, the sound of a flute came from the grassy path leading to the turnip ditch in front of my house. It's not a bride delivery, do you need musical accompaniment? I was wondering when Zhaocheng came through the door, playing his flute. I looked behind him but didn't see anyone. He winked at me, a flip of the head, the golden bamboo flute flew out a string of high-pitched trill, like a lark chirping up the colorful clouds, with that string of trill, he suddenly leaped up behind a "nanny" too.
My soul was scattered, a hot liquid flowed down my thighs, wetting the ground a piece. Sorry, I was so scared that I peed my pants.
The wife opened her arms like a mother hen and covered her son under her body.
The babysitter that Zao Chang brought to us with his flute was a boa constrictor!
"Quick ...... get the python out of here. Zhaocheng, what international joke are you making, getting a snake to harm us!" The wife raged.
"I dare to vouch for it in the name of the hunter, it is a most devoted and dedicated babysitter. Both my sons were brought up with its help. Oh, if it hurts your little one by a hair, I'll pay you with my two sons." Zhaocheng said seriously.
"This ...... makes me sick when I see it, and I can't eat."
"Let it try for ten days first, if it is not suitable, then return it to me," Zhaocheng said, the python led to the cradle in front of the mouth and muttered words, on the top of the python's head gently tapping three times. The python immediately stood by the cradle like a guard.
At this time, we saw that this is a rare python, thick as a dragon bamboo, about six meters long, light brown body surrounded by a circle, a strip of irregular dark brown spots; the closer these spots to the tail the darker the color, is a typical Xishuangbanna black-tailed python; in the lower abdomen, there are two degenerated hind limbs about three or four inches long; a small square face, a diamond-shaped black lines from the nose hole through the top of the forehead to the spine. Two glass ball-like blue eyes like well water like a clear and gentle, slightly open mouth, spitting out a fork-shaped letter, red like a maple leaf. The whole image does not give people a sense of viciousness, but a few are meek and kind.
Perhaps, you can try ten days, my wife and I reluctantly agreed to down.
Ten days down, I am considered to serve the call to manifest. I dare say, there is no more competent nanny than this python. If this profession of a nanny can also be rated, this python is a first-class nanny, just like a first-class professor or a first-class writer. He faithfully watches over my son's cradle day and night. Summer mosquitoes, although we built a small mosquito net to the cradle, my son sleeps unfaithful, swinging his arms and legs, either stirring out a gap in the mosquito net, so that mosquitoes enter, or arms or legs on the mosquito net, so that sharp-tongued mosquitoes through the net bite. Almost every morning when I get up, I will find my son as tender as water tofu like a few red blisters on his body, so that my heart hurts so much that I can not immediately become a big gecko, all the mosquitoes under the sky to destroy all. But since the arrival of this python, the darn mosquitoes can no longer approach my son, the forked snake letter, like a most sensitive radar tracker, but also like a very efficient mosquito trap, cradle around as long as a flying mosquitoes buzz, it will be lightning-fast to the air, the unlucky mosquitoes disappeared from the world. As soon as it rained in the past, inevitably there will be bamboo leaf green or turtle shell flower snake slipped into my house to hide from the rain. Once I went to bed, my feet into the nest, how cold and slippery like stepping on a frozen fish, lift the quilt to see, is a very poisonous cobra, coiled in my heel ...... this python into my home the next day, God fell a downpour, I saw with my own eyes several flowers in the Hu tip of the poisonous snake scampered to my home I saw several poisonous snakes scurrying to the eaves of my house, probing outside the wall, but as soon as they felt the presence of the python, they immediately turned back and fled. As for the rats, they used to dare to fight on the beams of our house in the daytime, and the squeaking sound of rats would come from the backlit corners at night. But since we hired a nanny python, hey, the mice have moved on their own, please also can not invite them back.
At dusk on the eighth day, I went to a hunter friend's house to congratulate the new house, and my wife was at home playing with our son. Suddenly, a woman in the cottage wanted to have a baby and asked my wife to help, so she put the son in the cradle and gave him to the nanny python. At night I came home and pushed open the door, I smelled a pungent smell of blood, lit the horse lamp to see, almost scared out of my mind, only to see the nanny python's long body wrapped around a red jackal, the snake's head was high, hissing; it was wrapped around the jackal's eyes were rounded, like to roll out of the eyes, the jackal's mouth was wide open, the mouth hole containing a large mouth of blood foam. I touched the jackal's eyes with my fingers, no response, the jackal has been strangled alive. I rushed to the cradle, my lovely son was sleeping soundly, probably dreaming of something delicious, red, pink little face with a pair of dimples. I was relieved to hold the horse lamp to the head of the dead jackal to take a closer look, red-red jackal hair messy like the leaves swept by the autumn wind, jackal teeth sparse, lost several, oh, the original is an old jackal of age. It is not difficult to imagine that this old jackal is old and decrepit, really hungry, they will take the risk to sneak from the forest to the village to steal the baby; the old jackal is both cruel and cunning, and I think has been hiding in the nearby grass to spy on the situation of my home, see two adults have gone out to see a hole in the wall with claws; old jackal just into the house, nanny python bite jackal neck, and immediately wrapped the old jackal tightly; old jackal and tear and bites but to no avail. The old jackal tore and bit but to no avail.
When my wife came back, we both coaxed and persuaded half a day before the nanny python let go of the body, the old jackal had already stiffened up and fell to the ground. We took a closer look, nanny python's neck and back by the jackal claws tore several slits, flowing thick blood, near the tail was also taken away a piece of meat. The wife was moved to tears.
The ten-day trial period was soon over, and what more to say, the nanny python became a full member of my family as a matter of course. There is another very affordable benefit to having a python as a nanny: you don't have to feed it. When it is hungry, it will flip out of my kitchen window and go to the turnip ditch to find its food. It's loyal, reliable, and doesn't cost a fortune.
As soon as my son started to walk, Nanny Python took on the role of teaching him how to walk without any effort on our part. He bowed his neck at a height where his son's small hands could touch, like a movable handrail, and slowly squirmed forward with his walking speed; when his son got tired of walking, he could rest on the nanny python's neck at any time, and at that time, the nanny python was motionless, like a strong railing. Whenever my son stumbled and fell, it would squeak against the ground and scamper over, its head shrugging upward cleverly to hold my son steady; even if my son still fell, it was like a soft felt, cushioning under my son's body to prevent my son from falling painfully.
Hey, the whole thing is a well-designed walking aid machine.
As time passed, our son grew up a little, and to our surprise, conflicts gradually arose between us and Nanny Python. My son is more than three years old, so he should be playing with his peers, but with such a big python guarding his side, children are hiding away from him, so he looks cold and lonely; it's hard to have a few bold children come to play kickball with my son, but the nanny python is guarding the side, as long as the ball is not under my son's feet, it will open its mouth towards the other children that can swallow chamois and spit out its bright red snake letter The children were so frightened that they dropped the ball and fled, and the son won the game without much effort. After a few repetitions of this, no one was interested in playing with my son anymore.
Gradually, my wife also began to have a lot of discontent with Nanny Python. Children around three years old are the most adorable and playful age, full of attachment to their parents, seemingly understanding and naive. The wife likes to hold her son tightly in her arms and kiss him all over his pink face. Whenever this happens, the nanny python will raise its neck and shake its snake head in a wave-like manner, acting in unusual pain. "Go, go, go away, I kiss my son. You're in pain, my ass!" The wife paused in her kissing and waved her hands and stomped her feet at the nanny python to drive it away, but the nanny python, which is usually very obedient, was unruly at this time, with its mouth breathing heavily, not only did not leave but also twisted and rolled on the ground, until the son left his wife's arms, it would be quiet. "It's jealous of me making out with my son," my wife said to me worriedly, "it has a gloomy gaze, exactly like the eyes of a witch in a fairy tale."
Soon, I too became disgusted with the nanny python. What happened was that the other night, my son ate several pieces of chocolate, and before going to bed, I asked him to brush his teeth. I don't know why, but my son was not interested in brushing his teeth at all, I called him several times, but he pretended not to hear. During the day, I went to work in the mountains, tired and tired, my stomach held pent-up anger without a place to vent, then I found a barrel of anger, lifted a slap, hit my son's buttocks, and yelled: "Little red, you dare not listen to me! The son was bummed and lay on the ground crying and rolling. I was even more on fire, like a fierce god, holding up the slap just rushed to the son, nanny python cold out from behind the son, staring, bowed neck, stopped me; I was angry, shouted: "Go!" Unfortunately, the nanny python, which usually seems to be very slow, reacted very quickly at this time, and the snake's neck popped like a bow, and the square head was like a meteor hammer, hitting me in the chest, and I fell to the ground on all fours. My appearance must be very messy and very funny, like a snapper that was turned over. My stern-faced wife couldn't help but giggle, and my son broke into laughter, clapping his hands and shouting, "Hit daddy! Hit daddy!"
I was so angry that I wanted to break the nanny python's neck. I got up in a huff, but before I could stand, the snakehead meteor hammer knocked me to the ground with a thud. I crept forward, trying to get back to the corner to get a broom to clean up the nanny python, before I climbed to the corner, the darn nanny python swished scurry over, the head of a hook, first my arms together with my body, and then the tail of the snake a lift, my legs will also be wrapped around. It was the first time I was entangled by a large snake, the taste and the rope is not quite the same, the flesh does not feel pain, but the chest was strangled tight, there is a lack of oxygen gasping feeling, the whole skeleton seems to be strangled. I shouted and cursed, the nanny python just did not let go. Gradually, I like to have acute gastroenteritis, and can not help but vomit down the drain. My wife saw my face as white as a layer of lime, frightened, and ordered my son to pull the nanny python away, the child naughty, yelled: "Dad does not hit me, I will tell the python to lose." I have no choice but to surrender: "Dad does not hit you. Dad is wrong ......" My son smiled triumphantly and ran up to pet the nanny python's head, which immediately and softly let go of its body ......
I was thinking of dismissing the nanny python when my youth career ended and my family was transferred to the capital of Xishuangbanna Prefecture - Yun Jinghong to work. There is a kindergarten in the city, and my son also needs a nanny, so I took this opportunity to get rid of the nanny python, which had already made me and my wife very resentful. That day, we packed our bags and waited for the nanny python to slip through our kitchen window into the turnip ditch to feed, then we fled and got on a horse-drawn carriage from the village and took off.
He told me that after we left, the nanny python was biting my son's old sweatshirt and staying in our abandoned thatched room. Zao Chang used the flute to lure it away, but it did not go. Half a month later, it died of starvation, and when it died, it still had my son's little sweatshirt in its mouth ......
About the Creator
Phyllis A Johnson
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