Cutting Bamboo In The Haunted Garden

Hello everyone, how are you? I am the eldest child in my family. Boys always get heavy tasks from their families.

Like today I was assigned to cut bamboo in my extended family's garden, my garden is two kilometers from my house but I am a man so I have to be strong.

I know it's hard and takes extra energy to cut it but I want to invite readers to enjoy the fresh air free of pollution in my village.

The fresh air of the countryside plus the tranquility of the small forest behind the village made me feel like home but I remembered my task so I just sat for a while and took some photos.

Gardening must be ready to be greeted by malaria mosquitoes that thirst for human blood, but I am sure my blood will not run out mosquitoes😂

I walked there alone while observing the tall and large trees that were ready to be utilized.

The atmosphere of my garden is really creepy because it is located under the village public cemetery.

Before cutting the bamboo I politely asked permission from my grandfather and grandmother's graves even though there was no answer from them but I would still cut it down😄.

I will not run away with all that because I can pray for HIS protection if there is a ghost. It's just that the mosquitoes are getting more and more ready to attack me.

So I have to immediately cut and tie the bamboos to take home.

Two kilometers with two bamboos feels light to me, even twenty bamboos never feel heavy or burdened, sorry if I said it a bit arrogantly.

I cut bamboo just now my chance to tell the story. I always drift the bamboo that I cut myself and I just wait for my bamboo near my house. I am like Mac Giver who is resourceful with a little effort I can overcome my hard work.

My bamboo flows smoothly in the river and has arrived near my house the next thing I do is lift it to the ground then I dragged it home and the bamboo was ready for me to use as my mother's chicken coop.

There are some photos that I took on my adventure this time and I think it would be a shame to throw them away, hopefully someone likes them.

Thank you very much for stopping by to accompany me.