Zhao Ergou was focused on climbing the tree to make a slingshot and didn't notice anything unusual about the soil beneath his feet.
But as he walked closer to the big tree, he felt the soil under his feet become loose, with a tendency to collapse downwards.
How many times had he come to this place and never noticed anything unusual?
Just as he was thinking about this, there was a sudden cracking sound under his feet, and Zhao Ergou stumbled and fell with a thud into a large pit.
"Hahaha!"
"Serves you right!"
Voices came from all around. Zhao Ergou, still dazed from the fall, hadn't figured out what was going on before he saw a group of children surrounding him in the pit.
"What are you trying to do?" The pit wasn't deep; with a little jump, he could get out. After all, it was a hole dug by about a dozen children in half an afternoon; how big could it be?
The children ignored him, pulling stinky eggs they had prepared out of their pockets and throwing them at him.
