023 Not every girl has willful power(1/2)
On the edge of the desert in the northwest, there is a small village called Yueliangwu. My sister told Chi Yue that when she was very young, the water in Yueliang Lake was very clear, like a crescent moon, flowing by the starlight. The moonlight quietly projected on the lake surface, covering a dense forest by Hu. There are pheasants, hares, wild flowers and wild fruits in the forest. When you wake up in the morning, there are birds singing, and you can listen to the pine waves at night...
According to legend, the fairies in the sky like the beauty of the Moon Dock and once secretly descended to the Moon Lake to take a bath. Therefore, Moon Lake is a place with fairy spirit. No matter how dry the year is, the water of Moon Lake will never dry up.
However,
The Moon Lake now has not only gone dry, but has disappeared from the map.
There is no more moon lake in the world, only one moon dock is left.
The wind and sand are invading Moon Dock day after day. It is sparsely populated here. Young people who have the means to go out to work have long been gone. There are only left-behind elderly people and left-behind children who have nowhere to go in the village. In recent years, the arable land in Moon Dock has been decreasing year by year. The first thing people living in Moon Dock does when they wake up every day is not to look at their phones, but to shake off the sand on the quilt first. When eating, they do not pick out meat from the bowl, but to pick out the sand in the bowl first...
The gray sky covers the sun.
Along the way, the yellow sand is long, and the road for people to walk is almost buried by wind and sand. A small sapling just planted on the wasteland is stretching out in a breath of breath, protecting the only greenness. A few towering trees have long been deeply rooted in the sand and have become the guides for Chi Yue to go home.
On a sand dune at the entrance of the village, an old man with a headscarf sat.
Seeing Chi Yue, a "rare person" dressed in a very elegant manner, he narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a long time.
"Big daughter, are you here?" The old man's voice was old and tired, and there was a buzzing hoarse feeling in the wind.
Chi Yue approached and greeted him with a smile: "Uncle Chen, I am Chi Yue. Can't you recognize him?"
"Scatter? Are you sprinkling things?"
“…I am Chi Yue.”
"Oh, I've eaten it! I've eaten it."
The old man looked at her face and smiled with wrinkles on his face, "Where are you here to scatter?"
“…”
Chi Yue had known before that his eyes were not good, but she didn't expect that his ears were not good now. She sighed and gave up on "self-introduction", opened her luggage bag, and stuffed some food for him.
"Uncle Chen, take it back and give it to your grandson for food."
"Oh..." Mr. Chen paused for a moment and stuffed the thing back to her. "The eldest grandson was picked up by his parents a few days ago. I was the only one at home. I was old and had bad teeth and couldn't bite it..."
“—”
Chi Yue lowered her head and looked at his old bark-like hands.
Silently put away the things.
In their place, there are many left-behind elderly people like Mr. Chen.
It is not easy for people in the village to go out to work. Only those who have a way can pick up the children. Some people who have no way to do it have to leave the children at home and let the elderly take care of them. For the elderly here, taking care of the children is a burden, and not taking care of the children is empty.
On the way home, Chi Yue thought of Qiao Dongyang's artificial intelligence companion robot.
For left-behind elderly and left-behind children, companion robots are a good thing.
pity,
These people in need.
But it is not Qiao Dongyang's customer group.
——They can’t afford it.
Qiao Dongyang's noble vision could not see the market here.
...
Chi Yue stopped and stopped, approaching her home, and was discouraged.
"What are you doing outside the station? Why don't you fall into the house when you come back?"
The sun is very bright, and the shadow of the person behind it is reflected in Chi Yue's eyes.
She didn't look back at the first time.
"Mom, where did you go..."
Pounce! A bundle of dead branches tied with rope fell at her feet, splashing out a piece of floating ashes.
Chi Yue turned her head and saw that there were several deep gullies on her mother's old face.
"mom……"
"I've gone to pick up firewood." Yu Feng combed his messy scalp with his fingers, and without looking at Chi Yue, dragged the bundle of firewood to the pile outside the kitchen, "Why are you back today? Didn't you say you were busy?"
"Yeah. Come back and have a look."
Chi Yue put down her luggage and helped her mother carry firewood.
"Is the survival rate of this batch of saplings still very low?"
"...Hmm." Yu Feng responded, but it seemed that he didn't respond.
What she carried back was Chai, and Chi Yue's hard work.
The saplings that were planted and died.
When they die, they become their fuel.
There are also a lot of such firewood piled under the eaves of the house.
A pile of
The piles get higher and higher.
Yu Feng felt sorry for the money he spent, so he picked up all the dead saplings and burned them as firewood.
The mother and daughter were tidyingly stacking firewood under the masts, and they had not communicated for a long time.
During a very long process, Chi Yue had already sorted out her emotions.
"Where is my sister?" She stood up and asked while washing her hands in the porcelain basin.
"I don't want to go out in the house." Yu Feng stepped into the threshold and pushed open the simple wooden door a little, "Put in the things."
Chi Yue glanced at her face, silently picked up her luggage and entered the room.
When she came back, she bought a lot of things, many of which were eaten, used and worn, and many of them were unsold locally.
However, Yu Feng saw her putting it on the table one by one, without any fluctuation in her eyes.
"What did you think about what I told you last time? If they want to take back the land, we can't take care of other people's land. If they are willing to lose it, we can't help but rent it. If you can't afford to rent it, don't rent it. You can find a job in the city, find a man, and don't come back-"
"Mom." Chi Yue took out a beautifully packaged box from the suitcase and stuffed it into Yu Feng's hand. "This is what the little crow asked me to bring back to you. The biscuits inside were all made by her own hands, and each piece of them has a different pattern. The taste is OK, please try it..."
Bake cookies...
Making cookies in person...
Yu Feng could not imagine the life of the "little crow" in Chi Yue's mouth.
But she knew that not every girl had the power to be willful.
Yu Feng frowned and silently put the biscuit box on a few.
"I'm asking you."
Chi Yue looked at her eyes—the pair of eyes that had become turbid at some point.
"I'll go see my sister."
She took some things and left as if she ran away.
...
The room where my sister Chi Yan lives is in the innermost.
A small window was blocked by an old wardrobe and the light was very dark.
The sunlight outside cannot shine in. The room without lights is pitch black. Because it is not airtight for many years, there is an indescribable musty and fishy smell in the damp house, which makes people breathless.
Chi Yue stood at the door.
After two seconds of being stunned, he looked for directions to pull the light rope.
"who?"
A woman's voice rang out with the light.
"Don't turn on the light!"
Then, she screamed in fear.
The lights are on, but the wattage is low and not too bright.
Chi Yue, who had just come in from the scorching sun, couldn't adapt to the light in the room for a while. Looking in the sound, she could only see a dark ball.
No! A shadow.
The shadow of a woman.
She was not on the bed, but was huddled at the foot of the bed, her long hair was casually dispersed, blocking most of her face in a mess, and was wearing a white dress, like a female ghost suddenly popping out of the darkness.
"Don't turn on the light... Turn off...Don't turn on the light... Turn it off quickly..."
She murmured, blocking the light with her hands.
To be continued...