"Eating goods"

Even at night, this topic is quite scary.

Don't be afraid, this is not a horror novel.

I don't know what the scientific name of foodie is. It is an insect on the buttonwood tree. This kind of insect lives on the leaves of airplanes when it is young, and it is green. In autumn, when the plane leaves are finished, it begins to spin silk and cocoon. At this time, their bodies turn brown. The cocoon is oval and dark brown, and its outer layer is covered with dead leaves, like a miniature haystack. The top of the cocoon has an opening the size of a fingernail, which is convenient for them to lean out of their heads and look around. It looks like a bunker. The whole cocoon is hung by a very elastic filament. When the wind blows, it looks like a swing, so people give it an image name-eating goods. Although the name is a bit disgusting, they only grab the buttonwood, which is very single-minded. Maybe only buttonwood is its dish.

Chihuo first appeared in the village when I was in the third grade. At first, no one noticed it, just watching the leaves of buttonwood thinning day by day, and everyone was puzzled. At that time, the plane tree was a family tree, planted in the yard, and no one used pesticides. Therefore, it is inevitable that caterpillars will bite people, and big caterpillars will often fall from trees and become delicious for chickens and ducks. However, it can chew all the leaves, but it can't see any insect shadow, which is really strange. In the autumn of this year, people found countless cocoons hanging on the branches, which was magnificent, and they realized that a new species had invaded and the name of eating food spread like wildfire.

My brother didn't go to preschool at that time, so it's time to be curious. He stood at the door, with a foodie in his hand, and observed for a while. He thought it was funny to stick his head out for a while and then retract it, so he asked my dad what kind of bug it was.

My dad told him it was called eating goods. Probably the word "ghost" scared him. After all, when I was a child, as long as I was disobedient, I would be threatened by all kinds of ghosts thrown out by my elders, such as ghosts with red face and big nose and ghosts with green hair and four hooves, so my brother threw it out as soon as he heard the word.

But the worm was lost, but the silk was still attached, so as soon as he left, Rise of the Legend followed, and he stopped, and so did Rise of the Legend. Fear covered the fearless boy like a big net. He ran back crying and kept looking back. Damn foodies are chasing him! His howling spread all over the back street. Because of this, our family laughed at him for several years.

People have no good way to control it, but to cut off the visible silk and then pile the cocoons in one place and set them on fire. It's just that this method treats the symptoms rather than the root cause, and countless helpless people are hanging in the air, which finally ends the cocoon. When moths break out of their cocoons, they will lay countless eggs. In the second year, the plane tree will suffer even more tragic looting, and eating goods will eventually become a disaster.

The village reported the situation, and finally the government sent someone to spray special pesticides on the buttonwood trees in the village. The sudden sound of tractors echoed in the alley, and high-pressure water guns sprayed pesticides into the air.

Strangely, I don't remember that there was a strong smell of pesticides in the air at that time, only that this kind of eating has never appeared since then.