A long time ago, there was a village at the foot of the mountain. The villagers planted writing materials on the mountainside, including rice, corn, pumpkin, muru, etc. There are few people coming and going, and it is in the wild mountains. There are many wild animals on the mountain, and they often eat the crops grown by farmers. One day, a farmer went to the mountain and found that many of the pumpkins he planted were eaten by animals.
He hid not far from the pumpkin patch and watched.
After a while, a group of monkeys, big and small, ran over and chattered, meaning that the biggest one would be taken and the heaviest one would be moved. Picking around, he picked up a few of the biggest pumpkins and walked away, all the while talking. One two one, one two one. The man followed the monkey silently and kept following. After a while, the monkey moved the pumpkin into a cave, put the pumpkin into the cave and ran away again. The farmer entered the cave and saw a lot of things stolen by the monkeys, such as pumpkins, sweet potatoes, corn, and muru. Pile up like a hill. The farmer took some home. The farmer thought, I will hide in the pumpkin and wait for the monkey to carry it away to see if there are other caves. The next day, the farmer opened a hole in the biggest pumpkin, hid in it and closed the hole again. After a while, the monkeys came again, and they chose the biggest one just like yesterday. The farmer was here, and several monkeys couldn't lift it together. Oh, it was so heavy. A few more came, and it took a *** eight monkeys to lift it. The pumpkin was raised, "Hard, one, two, one, one, two, one. As we walked, the farmer couldn't help but fart, ancient..., the monkey thought this pumpkin smelled bad, we don't want it anymore! A few monkeys walked to the deepest In the valley, Yi, Er, San raised the pumpkin high and threw it down the valley. The pumpkin rolled down the valley. The farmer was injured and had to crawl for seven days and seven nights before returning home.