The end of another world: the desolate land!

(age zero, born)

Shuhua The moon's shadow rises to the ground, and the grass and trees are covered with white frost. Let's name this child Shuying~

The war has been over for a long time, but why is it not as easy as it was during the war? Husband... Is it right or wrong for us to give birth to her at this time?

In the past, we only had to worry about foreign enemies, but now we have to face the suppression of wealthy chambers of commerce. Politicians control power and chambers of commerce control money. For ordinary people like us, it is good to have three meals a day. . .

Don't say that! This is just a temporary situation. Sooner or later, the Emperor will deal with those people.

But how long do we have to wait? The child was born so suddenly, and we were not prepared for anything. If this world is really as magnificent as you imagined in your mind, why did Liyue, which had been at peace for so long, still not give us peace?

We don’t ask for much! Three full meals a day, work from sunrise to sunset, children can grow up safely, and parents can live in peace in their old age.

It's not like this, the land is controlled by the Chamber of Commerce, and prices are driven up too high. It is said that Liyue is full of gold, but now even dock workers will be deducted only 20%.

I don't know if it's the right time for this little guy to be born at this time.

Don't be afraid! I'll take care of everything at home. If one job isn't enough, I'll do two. If two isn't enough, I'll do three. I'll always be able to support you two.

I hope so.

(3 years old - Childhood)

I really like watching time flowing like water in this small village. No matter how crazy or wildly I play, there always seems to be a gentle woman who will take me home.

I really like her warmth and breath. I hugged the woman's neck with both hands and lay quietly in her arms.

The meals are very simple, and we rarely see meat in a year. Even if it’s vegetables, even if they are wilted or spoiled, I like them when she cooks them this way.

I have never eaten white rice... But I can eat brown rice, haha! In fact, most people can only eat a little bit of brown rice, but I like to break them into pieces and eat them like rice.

It has been a long time, so long that I almost forgot their faces, but I seem to be able to vaguely remember some scenes from that time.

In my memory, there seems to be a man who, although he came home very late every day and his eyes were full of fatigue, when he saw me... he would happily lift me above his head.

There were three people in one room, a few tables, and a bed. It was very small, but I felt it was so big at the time.

(5 years old - childhood)

I made a new friend, a little girl like me. Her mother is very good at growing vegetables. Every time I see the small vegetable garden surrounded by the fence in front of the house opposite mine, I am full of longing.

The two little sparrows played together like this. She went to my mother to learn embroidery, and I went to her mother to learn how to grow vegetables and fruits. We were both very satisfied with it.

There are countless wild vegetables in the mountains, but they all taste bitter. However, Aunt Hua seems to have some strange magic that can make the bitterness in the vegetables disappear.

I specially picked a few sunset fruits and a few apples. Although they are not sweet and taste sour, it is the best I can do.

I took the fruit and went to ask Aunt Hua for advice. This woman, who was as gentle and loving as a mother, couldn't help but laugh when she saw me.

Aunt Hua didn't want my fruit, but she still taught me how to cultivate wild vegetables and change their varieties. I think I worked very hard because it allows our family to have more vegetables to eat.

Baimu and I got along better and better, and my dishes and her maids became more and more mature. That was the first time I knew the taste of Chinese cabbage! That was also the first time she got her first money in her life.

(6 years old - childhood)

Aunt Hua and Baimu seem to be unhappy recently. Although I really want to ask them, my mother taught me that when it comes to other people's family affairs, we should not ask about them unless they want to tell you.

But I still found out... I didn't ask any further questions because I saw a man returning to Aunt Hua's house.

As soon as he came back, a fierce quarrel broke out. I hid beside another small fence and heard some noises of smashing and smashing.

The man left with the purse still in his hand. After a while, Aunt Hua burst into tears. Xiao Baimu also returned home at this time, and soon they both started crying together.

I wanted to go in and take a look, but then I thought of my mother's instructions and retreated silently. . .

In the following months, the quarrels became louder and louder, but the sounds of smashing and destroying things seemed to have stopped. I didn't know what was going on, but from what my father said when he came home every night, it was because there was nothing left to smash in Aunt Hua's house.

I wanted to go find Baimu to play, but I don't know why she has been getting busier and busier recently. Even when I got up at night to drink water, I could still see her sitting at the door doing embroidery in the moonlight.

Baimu really needs money, but I don’t have any… I can only order more dishes and send them over together. After all, my mother said that neighbors can only go a long way if they help each other.

(7 years old - childhood)

Today I went to deliver vegetables as usual, but for some reason Baimu was missing. Aunt Hua's face was full of pain. The moment she saw me, this gentle woman hugged me without caring about anything and burst into tears.

I remember very clearly that Auntie Hua was talking about my child! We kept talking like this for more than half an hour before Auntie Hua managed to control her emotions a little, patted my head and told me to go home.

She said Baimu would come back... But I didn't see my little friend again for a whole year. It seemed that I was the only one left among the two cheerful little sparrows in the whole village.

Although I was disappointed, the situation at home was such that I couldn't feel too much about it. I could only ask my father to help me find out some news while I grew vegetables at home.

It has been 4 months since Baimu passed away. When my father came back tonight, his face was full of sorrow. After my repeated questioning, I learned that the little girl who played with me was sold as a child bride, and was deceived by her nominal father.

I knew this secret and originally wanted to tell Aunt Hua directly, but now the small house opposite my house looks so dilapidated, I can’t bear it...

My mother said that time would make all this fade away and wash away the wounds, but a few days later, a body was fished out of the lake at the entrance of the village.

I was quite brave at that time, so I sneaked into the crowd and took a look, only to find that it was Aunt Hua, who was gentle and like a mother to me.

I learned the reason from my uncles and aunts... It turned out that Baimu was beaten to death a few days ago. Although the man who tricked my friend into becoming a child bride did not have a good ending... My first friend also left me.

The departure of my friends and elders who loved me really made me sad for a while, but life must always move forward. After all, the village was hit by a drought. It can’t be said to be a drought, but for some reason, the land in the fields would instantly crack even after being irrigated by rain.

All my vegetables died... All the vegetables grown in the village were gone too. That was the first time I really cried. I don’t know why, but I just felt so wronged!

A few days later, the village invited a Taoist priest who said he could perform a ritual to exorcise evil spirits. The kind elders in the village took out their remaining savings one by one, just to resolve the disaster and continue to live their lives.

But why did that Taoist priest give me the feeling that he was obsessed with money? From the vocabulary my mother taught me, it seems that only "sly eyes" can describe him like this.

I wanted to alert the village chief, grandfather, and my mother, but they thought I was a child who didn’t know anything... I was very angry, so I went to monitor it myself!

It took the villagers three days to collect the money, but the Taoist priest said it was not the right time, so he asked the uncles and elders to wait a little longer, but I didn't think so.

Because I saw him leave the village and bury the money under a tree, and I also heard him say something like these villagers are so easy to cheat...

I was young at the time and didn't understand anything, so I just ignored it. I felt that the man had bad intentions, so when he buried the money and left, I dug the money out and secretly hid it in another place.

I don't know why, but I felt that if I took the money back I would be beaten and forced to apologize. I didn't like that feeling, so I thought it would be better to wait a little longer.

Sure enough, after a few more days, the fields became increasingly drier and the vegetable seeds were about to go bad, but the swindler was still eating and drinking to his heart's content in the village.

The eyes of the uncles and aunts in the village became more and more desperate. It was at this time that the swindler who claimed to be a Taoist master decided to start his ritual.

That day I saw my mother’s long-lost smile, and the elders in the village who had fed me delicious food were also smiling. I didn’t want to spoil it. I was thinking in my heart that if he could really solve this dilemma, I would also admit my mistake. . .

But when the village chief and the whole village went to invite the Taoist priest the next day, they found that the house was empty and the largest, best and brightest brick house in the village had been smashed beyond recognition.

My uncles, aunts and elders searched for a long time but couldn’t find the liar. . . I finally realized that my luck was also hope.

I brought the money back. The village chief, my mother, my father, and other elders were all surprised when they saw me. I told them everything, and then they realized they had been cheated.

Finally, the swindler returned to the place where he had buried the money bag before, but when he was about to start digging, he was blocked by everyone. That was also the first time I saw Qianyan Army.

The uncle gave us a bottle of medicine. The village chief poured the medicine around the land and watered it, and it returned to its previous appearance. It turned out that this group of people had been cheating recently, and this was one of their old tricks.

First, they destroyed the fields of a village, making the people there live in misery, and finally, they used the names of immortals and Taoist priests to defraud people of their money. Our village was also affected by this unexpected disaster.

The bad guys were captured by the Qianyan Army. That day, the elders in the village were all very nice to me. Even the big sister from the village chief’s family gave me a candy. It was so sweet!

(8 years old - childhood)

The village returned to its previous tranquility, but as soon as one wave of troubles subsided, another one came. The price of food was driven up even higher, and my father went to work at the dock every day, but the money he earned was getting less and less.

My family went from having three meals a day to two meals a day, and I don’t think it’s a big deal. It’s just that I eat one less meal. The worst that can happen is that I can just order more dishes.

Although life is hard, at least we can get by. I think I must go to Liyue Harbor when I grow up. I also want to help my family. I also want to eat better food and let my mother wear better clothes.

Isn't it said that the war is over? Why are there still so many monsters? Shouldn't there be immortals? Where is the Qianyan Army?

My memory of that period seems to be even more vague. I only remember that my mother carried me on her back and ran all the way to Liyue Harbor, while my father protected my mother and was behind us.

I don’t know where the village chief and the elders went. I only know that I was shaking all over. . .

Maybe it was because I had a high fever. I wanted to open my eyes, but I was hazy. I could only hear those roars and the voice of my father asking my mother to hold me and walk quickly!

It seemed like the day was about to dawn, and someone seemed to come to rescue us, but I don’t remember much… I don’t remember too much about the scene, I just remember that my mother didn’t wake up again when she was protecting me.

Because of the fever and excessive shock, I was unconscious for two days. When I woke up, I was in a clinic, but I was not the only one there.

I wanted to find my mother and my father, but those elders whom I didn’t know told me that they were killed by monsters, their bodies were contaminated, and they were all cremated together. . .

It was the first time for me to know the taste of steamed buns and dumplings, and the first time for me to drink soup with a meaty taste. It was strange... I should have been happy, but I just kept crying.

When I returned to the village, all I saw were dilapidated walls and tree stumps, and even black and red bloodstains in some places. I wanted to look for anyone who had survived, but I already had the answer in my heart...

I didn't even know where my father and mother were buried. I returned to my home which had collapsed long ago and dug out some money that I had hidden. These were all the money I earned from selling vegetables in the village. There were only a few hundred morats, but it was all I had.

My mother's dowry was a jade hairpin and a pair of bracelets made of candle-light-level amber. She still kept them intact. Are these considered my mother's relics?

Maybe... I put them away and left here. I have no home anymore...