Old Monkey Hearne

Hennie is a monkey bred by the monkey juggler Yan Ming. The monkey is a monkey who has been in the jungle for more than 20 years, going from village to village, drifting from one dock to another, relying on Hernie to perform some monkey tricks on the streets, such as drilling the fire ring, pushing the cart, tumbling and so on, to mix a bowl of hard work to eat. According to Yan Ming, Herney is a very smart monkey, a new show, as long as you teach it three or five times, you will do it, the average monkey has to be taught 30 to 50 times to learn. But Hennie is too wild, specifically, and is always thinking about running away. Iwasaki said he had lost track of how many times he had escaped, at least a hundred times. One time, Hennie was stung by a scorpion on his neck, and when Iwamin untied the chain around his neck to give him medicine, he took the opportunity to break free from Iwamin's arms, jumped out of the window, and fled to the forest behind his house. On another occasion, when he was climbing to the top of the pole, the chain he was holding suddenly slipped out of his hand, and he bent the soft bamboo pole into a slingshot, jumped, and shot lightly across the street at the old banyan tree. The bird and animal collided in the air, and Herney fell to the ground and sprained his leg, so he did not escape.

Iwasaki like all the monkey jugglers, with hunger, flogging, shackles, and other means, trying to wear out the wild nature of Hernie's defection, but what methods have been used, but the effect is minimal. I had no choice but to put the thin iron chain on its neck forever.

In the fourth year of my stay in Manguang Langzhai, Iwaki suffered from severe arthritis because of the long years of wind and rain and had difficulty walking. He wanted to sell Hennie, but Hennie was old and stubborn and wanted to run away at every turn, so he asked several monkey jugglers, but no one would take him. He asked a few monkey jugglers, but no one would take him. If he was kept at home, he would eat idle food for nothing and waste food. So Iwamaki asked me to help him take him to the Mumbanasi forest to be released. With tears in his eyes, he stroked Herney's head and said, "Old man, you've dreamed of going back to the forest all your life, so I'll make it possible for you to live a free life in your old age too."

I took Herney and walked for most of the day to a place called Wild Monkey Ridge, where the woods were as dense as a fence wall and could not be drilled. Iwasaki had told me that it was here that he had caught Herney twenty years ago with a trap net when she was just a young monkey under one year old. Twenty years have passed, and the little monkey Hennie became an old monkey Hennie, I did not expect that it still knows this piece of land, as soon as it stepped into the wild monkey ridge, its eyes glowing, mouth whimpering incessantly, looking very excited. I helped him to untie the chain, and he jumped and rushed, with the eager expression of wanting to break the chain and run to freedom as soon as possible. I could easily untie the thin chain that had been tied around its neck for twenty years, and it immediately climbed up a nearby tree, and when it reached the top, it looked back at me and barked, or to be precise, barked roughly at the shiny chain in my hand that symbolized human dominance, and jumped into the canopy and disappeared.

I am not angry with its unreasonable, it was imprisoned by humans for twenty years for no reason, forced to serve twenty years of servitude, and is a reason to hate humans. May it never suffer from that servitude again and enjoy the life of a normal monkey!

I thought after Herney returned to the forest, as expected, like a fish swimming back to the sea, this life is never to see it again. I never dreamed that on the third morning, I had just walked to the spacious wagon road outside the fortress carrying my plowshare when suddenly a monkey jumped from a betel nut tree and blocked my way. I couldn't believe my eyes when I looked down, but it was Herney!

Only two days apart, Herney looked like two years old, disheveled, the hair on his back was resinous straw pulp sticky locks, nose, and kiss wrinkled like a bitter gourd, eyes covered with yellow mucous paste, emaciated and thin, dirty, dirty, down and out, like a beggar in the monkey.

At this time, the carriage road and one after another over a dozen hoes and picks a load of villagers ready to work in the fields, they all know Hernie's life and are surprised how Hernie is back, surrounded by a circle to see rare.

The Hernandez suddenly stood upside down with its front paws on the ground and circled the circle of people, then it climbed up a tall betel nut tree, hooked its two hind legs on the smooth pole, creaked down from the top of the tree, and quickly slid down to the ground, and grabbed an empty basket from a girl who was watching and waddled around the field.

Oh, it's doing a monkey show!

After performing a show of walking upside down, climbing a high pole, and pushing a cart, Hearne turned his palms over and made a begging face, kowtowing to the crowd of onlookers. A sister-in-law threw it a bale, and it gobbled it up, not only eating all the corn kernels but also eating the kernel of the bale. I then realized that its belly was empty and deflated, and it was already very hungry.

Three days ago, the old monkey, Herney, was pardoned and released to the Wild Monkey Ridge, and he jumped into the embrace of nature with joy, enjoying the free sunlight and air. This is the only way to find food in the past twenty years, and the habit has become natural. That evening, it was hungry, but it didn't know where to find food or how to find food in the vast forest. It persisted for another day, freedom is not a meal, for it, the mixed belly can live, seems to be more valuable and important than freedom. It was so hungry that it could not hold on any longer, so it had to feel its way back to Manguanglao and return to the humans it hated. Shen Shixi, The Old Monkey Heni

I don't know who told the news of the return of the old monkey Heni to Yan Ming, the old man on crutches carrying the shiny thin chain trembling from the fortress, squeezing through the crowd, came to Heni, with tears in his eyes, said: "I know my old Heni is unable to leave me, well, it is good to come back, in time, I am well, we will go together to break the dock. "

I paid close attention to the reaction of the old monkey Hearne, it did not see the old master and the expression of excitement and joy, its wrinkled face did not change, dull and insensitive gaze. When its eyes moved to the thin iron chain carried in the hands of the rock Ming, eyes like a flame jumped a little, it slowly crawled to the rock Ming side, hands grabbed the chain, with a mixture of hate and joy, fear and love of a very complex look for a long time to stare at the chain tied to it for twenty years, suddenly, it looked up to the sky and let out a soul-rending cry, closed his eyes, the chain wrapped around his neck on its neck.

He escaped again and again and spent his whole life trying to free himself from the chain around his neck, for which he was scolded, flogged, and tortured. Alas, monkeys, monkeys.