Little Mr. is one hundred years old

As the sun sets, the afterglow sprinkles on the whole village, which is coated with a layer of duck egg yellow color.

On the mountain cloak, the boy hugged his knees and raised his head slightly. He was bathed in the soft light of the watch. His thin figure was like a painting——

He watched Na Xi slowly disappear on the other side of the mountain - every day at this time he would come here to watch the sunset.He sometimes wonders, what kind of world is there on the other side of the mountain?Is it any different from this village?Is there also a group of people talking there? ...I even wonder, at this time, is there a person sitting on the mountain slope over there, looking at this side, facing me across the mountain...

Of course, these are all his whims.He has never been to the other side of the mountain, and this village is isolated from the world, not only him, but other people in the village have never crossed that mountain.

"Asheng!" Under the hillside, a child straddling the back of an ox called him: "Come down quickly, Doctor Zhang is calling you to go home for dinner."

"Okay, here we come!"

The boy got up from the ground, patted the grass leaves on his body, and walked quickly down the hillside.

When he got home, Doctor Zhang had cooked the meal and was waiting for him at the table.

Doctor Zhang is nearly sixty years old, with white hair and white beard, and is the only doctor in the village.

"I'm back, it's time to eat." Doctor Zhang said to Ah Sheng with a smile.

"Ah."

Dinner is three dishes, one steamed fish, one dish of shiitake mushrooms, and one vegetable soup.

Ah Sheng filled two bowls of rice, put one bowl in front of Doctor Zhang, and held the other bowl himself: "Doctor, let's eat."

"Ah."

Ah Sheng was eating slowly, the white rice had no taste, and the dishes... no matter if it was fish, vegetables or soup, they had no taste... But Ah Sheng was used to eating such tasteless things, so he thought it was the taste of Doctor Zhang It's a simple relationship, but he ate at other people's houses before, and found that everyone's tastes were the same, and they all ate with gusto... So, the problem should be his own.The food in Ah Sheng's memory should have all kinds of flavors... However, he can't even taste the taste now... It must be that his sense of taste has failed.

Ah Sheng didn't tell Dr. Zhang about this matter. Dr. Zhang is old and tired of seeing doctors in the village every day, and his own problem is not a big problem... What about eating? Just eat enough.

"Ah Sheng, there is a play tonight, do you want to watch it?"

"Is the doctor going?"

"I'm getting old, and I want to sleep well at night, you go, the little four next door is going too, you two go together."

"Okay." Ah Sheng is actually not very interested in watching theaters, but there is nothing to do when he is full, and watching theaters can be regarded as a way to kill time.

By the way, although this village is not that big, there is a small theater with a troupe in it.

Ah Sheng, a member of this troupe, didn't see it very often, but every once in a while, they would perform a part. At this time, almost everyone in the village would move their benches to the theater to occupy seats to watch the play.

After the meal, Ah Sheng was still washing the dishes, and the fourth son next door, that is, the kid who was riding on the back of the bull just now, came to look for Ah Sheng——

"Ah Sheng, let's go to the theater!"

"You guys go, I'll wash the dishes." Dr. Zhang said to Ah Sheng.

Ah Sheng nodded: "Then I'll go first, doctor."

"it is good."

Ah Sheng moved a bench at home and walked to the theater with the fourth son——

The fourth son was not yet ten years old, and he was only around Ah Sheng's waist. He was very lively and active. He liked A Sheng very much, and would come to play with A Sheng whenever he was free.For a child who is so much younger than himself, Ah Sheng didn't pay much attention to him at first, but after a long time, he was worn down. Anyway, he didn't have much to ask for companionship. Although the fourth son talked a lot, he was not annoying. .

"My mother fried my favorite little crab at night, it was delicious."

"Ah."

"I still have some left, wrapped in oiled paper, and we'll eat together when we get there."

"Ah."

"I also asked for some money from my mother, so I can buy melon seeds to eat."

"Oh."

"Ah Sheng, the pear grain ointment you gave me last time was delicious, do you have any more?"

"It's medicine, it's for cough."

"Give me another two yuan." The fourth son said again: "I, my dad has a little cough..."

It's just a child, thinking of ways to eat delicious food...

Ah Sheng didn't point it out: "Okay, come over tomorrow, I'll give you two yuan."

"Yeah!"

The two talked all the way to the theater. In fact, this theater is relatively simple. The wooden house was originally built as a shed for rain protection. Later, when the shed fell down and almost killed people, the villagers simply built it together. The effect of watching a movie in a simple theater is even better than before.In the theater, there were also sellers of stir-fried melon seeds and tea eggs, surrounded by many village children.When the fourth son saw him, he put the bench in Ah Sheng's hand and ran over to buy some snacks.

Ah Sheng hugged two benches, found an empty seat, arranged them, and sat down.

Everyone in the village knew each other well, and they saw that A Sheng also greeted A Sheng, and A Sheng responded one by one.

When the scene started, the fourth son just came back with a bunch of snacks.

"Ah Sheng, eat, let's eat together." The fourth son has a spirit of sharing.

Ah Sheng took a tea egg, cracked it open, broke it in half, stuffed half into the mouth of the fourth son, and ate the half by himself—it was still tasteless, but seeing the way the fourth son squinted his eyes, it should be Is it delicious?

File clang file clang, the good show started, actors in costumes came to the stage, babbled and sang, the villagers below couldn't take their eyes off of them, some even tapped their knees to beat the time while listening, or sang in a loud voice. Then he hummed lightly.

Ah Sheng looked at the colorful figures on the stage, his sleeves flew up, and the musical instrument master next to him was manipulating the drums, gongs and flutes, and the coordination was perfect...

As time passed, Ah Sheng only felt drowsy, the actors on the stage seemed to have turned into colorful butterflies, and the sound of the musical instruments was like a lullaby...

The moonlight was just right, the stage was full of excitement, and the audience watched and listened, fascinated...

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A jeep bumped and bumped, and finally stopped. Five or six years old men and women got out of the car, dressed in sports, carrying bags, and looked like they were mountaineering and camping.

"Is this the place?" the girl with the ponytail asked.

"It should be here. I heard from my uncle. They found this place, and they will send professionals over in two days." The boy with glasses next to the girl smiled and said, "Let's go on an adventure before them." After all, it’s not interesting to go camping elsewhere anyway, don’t you think it’s exciting?”

"What's going on with this place... From the outside, it's impossible to tell that this kind of place exists..." Another curly-haired girl said.

"It's because of the secrecy... so no one has discovered it." Another thorny boy said.

"That's right, this is a village, but there are no people here... My old uncle said that there was a fire here, and it must have been a fire that burned everyone inside." The boy with glasses said.

"That's why a lot of people died..." The ponytail girl frowned, tightly clutching the glasses boy's hand: "Let's not go in... So many people died, I'm so scared..."

"What are you afraid of?" The thorny boy waved his hand: "It's broad daylight, let's go in and have a look, and what time is it now, are you still afraid of... ghosts?"

The curly-haired girl laughed loudly: "I'm not afraid. I usually watch so many horror movies for nothing? Those are all fake. What a barren village. It's the most fun. We must go and see it!"

"But..." The ponytail girl looked hesitant, and then looked at the boy who got out of the car at the end. This boy was wearing a baseball cap, and the shadow of the brim of the hat covered the upper half of his face. From the lower half of his face, he looked handsome. The age of the person - "Jo, what do you think?"

The young man named J0 looked up: "Then go."

"Look, Weiwei, we all say go, you are the only one, just follow us." The curly-haired girl took the ponytail girl's hand: "Don't be afraid, everyone is together, you have to practice your courage .”

"Then..." The ponytail girl gritted her teeth: "Alright then, but we'll come back after we go and have a look."

"alright."

The five young people walked together to the deserted village at the foot of the mountain, chatting and laughing all the way, and their conversations could be heard from afar——

"Tell me, why is there such a big fire in this village?"

"Who knows, you'll know when you see it..."

"But they should run away if there is a fire. Why are they all burned to death?"

"Maybe he can't escape?"

"Why can't you run away?"

"..."

The identities of the five young men are as follows:

Tang Xiaowei, a ponytail girl, is a graduate student.

A boy with glasses is in the king's class, and he is studying for a graduate student.

Curly-haired girl Du Qingqing, Tang Xiaowei's college classmate, graphic model.

Zhu Jing, a thorny boy, is the second generation of unemployed rich.

Boy in baseball cap J0, photographer.

Tang Xiaowei and Wang Ke, Du Qingqing and Zhu Jing, two couples. Jo was met by Zhu Jing by chance, and she took several good photos of Du Qingqing, so she joined this small group and participated in this event.