A rooster crow sounded in the village in the early morning, and Cheng Jingjing stretched her waist, put on the loose clothes and got out of bed to wash. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When she came to the basin, she picked up a small bronze mirror from the side and reattached the scars made of flour and paint on the table to her face.

When everything was done, she opened the tattered wooden door and took a deep breath of the fresh air.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the old witch who eats people is coming out!"

At this time, a mother and son walked by in front of her door in a panic, and the little boy wanted to look back at her a few times, but was picked up by his mother and walked away.

Cheng Jingjing smiled, she had long been accustomed to the people in the village seeing herself like this. But I can't blame them, I just blame the special effects on my face for being too realistic, and sometimes she will be startled when she suddenly sees the mirror.

It was with this ugly face that she had come out of the city a month ago, and now she lived alone in this isolated village, and she lived at ease.

It's just that sometimes I wake up late at night, and I still have those familiar faces in my mind, which makes people feel empty and nostalgic.

Throwing away these bad thoughts, Cheng Jingjing picked up the bamboo basket and walked to the vegetable field in front of the door. There are cabbage, tomatoes and other vegetables planted on it, and if you want to eat meat on weekdays, you can only ask the people in the village to exchange things. But everyone is very taboo about her, only an old woman is willing to let her son give her meat, otherwise she and the fetus in her womb will really die of malnutrition.

After eating breakfast, Cheng Jingjing took the jade flute to the stream outside the village. It's usually a place where very few people come, except for one or two naughty kids who come to play in the water. But since someone found out that she likes to sit here in a daze, those children have been warned by adults not to come again, otherwise they will be eaten by the ugly aunt.

The stream at the foot of this mountain is particularly cool, and it is especially pleasant to find a pool of water to soak your feet in this hot summer.

Cheng Jingjing sat on a smooth stone, took off her shoes and slowly lowered her feet into the flowing stream, the cold feeling made her sigh comfortably.

At this time, there were occasionally one or two pleasant bird calls in the mountains, and the mountain breeze blew the hair in her ears.

As she was immersed in her own little world, she suddenly heard a slight footstep behind her.

Cheng Jingjing turned her head to look and found a girl with pigtails standing behind her at some point, and the other party seemed to be attracted by the flute in her hand.

"Do you like this?" Seeing that the girl's eyes were always in her hands, Cheng Jingjing raised her flute and shook it.

"Hmm......" The girl looked at her directly, but remembered her mother's words, and stood stupidly in place and didn't dare to move forward.

"Come here," Cheng Jingjing beckoned to her, "I'm not an old witch, I won't eat you." If you like this flute, I'll let you play it?"

"But my mother said you would eat people's hands and feet. The little girl said timidly.

"I have my own hands and feet, why should I eat other people's?" Cheng Jingjing patiently explained to her: "My sister was just disfigured, and she is an ordinary person like you." Do you see that there are people in the village who have really been eaten by me? These are all lies that your mother is telling to scare you. ”

Seeing her talking to herself amiably, the little girl let down her guard and happily climbed up the stone platform.

"Have you seen this thing before?" Cheng Jingjing pulled her to her side to prevent her from accidentally falling into the water.

The little girl shook her head, opened her big curious eyes and said, "Big sister, what is this, why can it make such a nice sound?"

"It's called a flute, do you want to blow it?"

"Hmm!"

"Come on, you put your finger on these holes first, and then blow on the holes......"

Cheng Jingjing wrapped the girl around her chest and carefully taught her to play the flute. Although the two have a large age gap, they get along very happily, and they almost forget to go home for dinner in the morning.

From time to time there was laughter by the stream, and the girl had long since forgotten her mother's words, and she found that this big sister, though terrible, was a very good person, and knew a lot of things, just like a fairy descending to earth.

"Erya, Erya, where did you go?!"

Just as Cheng Jingjing wanted to urge the little girl to go home for dinner, an anxious call came from not far away. The girl named Erya hurriedly climbed down the stone platform and said anxiously: "Big sister, my mother has come to look for me, if she sees me playing with you, she will beat me." ”

"That's your mother cares about you, go back quickly," Cheng Jingjing touched her head: "I'll be here tomorrow, come and play with me when you have time, and I will continue to teach you to play the flute." ”

At this time, Erya's mother heard the sound and came over, and when she saw that her daughter was staying with the ugly aunt, she was so frightened that she picked up the stone on the ground and threw it over.

"Let go of my daughter!"

In order to protect the fetus in her womb, Cheng Jingjing hurriedly turned her back to her, but she didn't expect more stones to come over.

Seeing her mother hurting her eldest sister so much, Erya rushed up and shouted: "Mother, eldest sister is a good person, you can't smash her! She is not an old witch, she can't eat human flesh, she also taught me to play the flute!"

"You stinky girl, come back to me quickly!" The woman grabbed her behind her, and threatened Cheng Jingjing with a frightened face: "Hurry back to your house, don't try to hurt my child, or I'll stone you to death!"

Cheng Jingjing saw that she was too emotional and wouldn't listen to her explanation at all, so she silently went down the stone platform and walked to the dilapidated house.

"You dead child, tell you not to run around, go back and ask your father to beat you up!"

There was a crying voice from the second girl behind her, Cheng Jingjing felt guilty in her heart, it seems that she should not go out casually in the future.

On the way back, the villagers who had come out to work pointed at her. Some people are even more afraid to splash glutinous rice on her, which is really ridiculous.

If she couldn't stay in the village, she really didn't know where to go......

The reason why I came to this place is because I vaguely remember the way to Xianyuan Mountain, but Xianyuan Mountain is complicated, and it is inconvenient for her to climb the mountain as a pregnant woman, so she casually found a nearby village to live in.

It's just that the villagers here are too closed to accept strangers from outside, and I'm afraid she won't stay long before leaving.

On the second day, Jingjing came to the stream at the usual time, but unexpectedly saw that Erya had already arrived there, and seemed to be waiting for her left and right.

"Erya?" Cheng Jingjing called her tentatively.

When the other party saw her coming, he immediately ran over happily: "Big sister, you are finally here, I came to play with you again." You see, this is the flute my dad made for me. ”