The doll is naked and undressed. She was stained with red paint and gray-black mud, and lay motionless in the depression.

The fool was very happy when he thought that the "little red" in the family could finally have a companion.

"Little Red" is also a broken doll he picked up from the garbage mountain, she is dressed in a red dress and has golden hair - a good friend of the fool and the most cherished thing by the fool.

He picked up the doll, which was heavy and much heavier than "Xiaohong". He patted the doll with mud, opened the suitcase, and carefully placed the doll inside.

The fool was content to carry his suitcase and head into the woods, where he was ready to go home and put the new doll with Xiaohong.

There are people in the woods. I don't know who it is, stepping on the withered fallen leaves, making a nice sound.

The fool hid behind a tree and poked out half of his head to observe. A young-looking teenager running through the woods.

That young man, the fool had seen it not long ago. It was the boy who was carrying a bag of things with another person and was "treasure hunting" in the garbage mountain.

The appearance of the young man is that he is disappointed that he did not find the treasure. The fool felt that the boy was a little pitiful, and couldn't help but come forward to talk.

The fool asked the young man, "Are you, too, here to hunt for treasure?"

The boy looked back, his face full of surprise. When the boy saw him, his expression became tangled, a little relieved, and a little confused.

The fool asked him again, had he found the treasure?

The boy said no, and suddenly became a little impatient and nervous, as if he was in a hurry to go to a place.

"Hee-hee, I-I found, I found. The fool was a little proud, and just as he was about to invite the boy to look at the puppets in the box, the boy said a lot of inexplicable things to him.

Fools have a bad memory and poor understanding. I only remember that the boy seemed to ask him to go to the police and handed him something.

Then, the boy ran away.

The fool was very happy, he looked at what he was holding - what the boy asked him to hand over to the police, smiled crookedly, and drooled water.

He felt like he had another treasure.

The fool dragged his suitcase, walked for a long, long time, and finally returned to his home. He took what the boy had given him and carefully packed it in a treasure chest—a delicate box of biscuits with a bear on it.

The "treasure chest" contains all kinds of treasures he found from the garbage mountain: beer bottle caps of different colors, colorful transparent stones, and illustrated books that are about to fall apart......

The fool touched his "treasure" and closed the lid contentedly. He laid the suitcase flat, passed his hands under the doll's armpits, and carried the doll out.

"Good, it stinks!" The doll was buried in the mud for a long time, coupled with the purple-red "oil paint" on his body, the fishy smell made the fool's face wrinkle, and he waved his hand again and again, trying to dispel the stench.

The doll doll is pale and innocent. It's not okay, it's so smelly, it's so dirty, you can't put it with Xiaohong.

The fool filled the barrel with water, he put the doll doll in it and rinsed it. It seems that the previous owner of the doll didn't care much about her. The doll's body was scratched everywhere.

What a pity!

"No, it doesn't matter, from now on, I, I will protect you. The fool patted his chest and took it seriously.

The doll was washed, and the fool put her on the table, next to Little Red. She looked at the doll's naked body with a distressed expression.

"No, no, naked, it will, it will be cold. The fool made up his mind, and he ran to an alley a few blocks away, saw a long white dress sunbathing on a telephone pole, and clapped his hands in satisfaction.

The fool stole back a long white dress, and she put it on the doll, "She's Xiaohong, you're Xiaobai, good, good friends, we, good friends!"

The doll in a red dress kept a weird smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes rolled, and when the fool didn't notice it, she glanced at the doll leaning against her.

The fool took out a comb from the drawer and combed the doll's hair.

"Ahh He was very distressed, Xiaobai's hair was stuck together, and he couldn't comb it no matter how he combed it. After thinking for a moment, he brought a pair of scissors and a razor, and shaved off all of Xiaobai's hair. The razor was rusty, and it was not easy to use, and although the fool was very careful, he still scraped off a few parts of Xiaobai's scalp.

The little white head is bare, there is a big pit on the back of the head, the scalp is sunken, and the purple-red oil paint is sticky, which is really not good-looking. He grimaced, and suddenly remembered a golden wig he had picked up earlier.

"Ahh The fool took out his carefully cared for wig and put it on Xiaobai's head.

The wig is strangely not suitable for Xiaobai's head shape. Every time the fool just straightened it up, and when he looked back again, the wig was crooked again, which was very weird. The fool was a little annoyed, and suddenly he had an idea and brought a needle and thread.

Can't you sew it on?

Needle and thread are threaded through the scalp, stitch by stitch. The fool focused on the needlework in his hand, and naturally he didn't see it, the puppet's eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, as if he was roaring silently, and his facial expression was extremely hideous.

Her eyes widened, full of hatred and resentment, and finally her eyes lost their brightness and closed weakly.

The spark went out.

Xiaohong on the side looked at all this, and the light in her eyes flashed.

The fool wiped off the red liquid coming out of Xiaobai's scalp and sewed the wig onto Xiaobai's head with a needle.

When it was done, he was satisfied.

The white dress was stained with blood, and the fool took off Xiaobai's clothes and washed them.

Xiaobai was made popular again, and again and again, the fool took the trouble to give her another bath.

Put on a clean white dress, golden hair, and miserable white skin. Xiaobai became a real doll doll.

After two or three days, the fool found out that his doll was broken. Xiaobai's skin loses moisture and begins to dry up and crack. The eye sockets are sunken and the pupils are yellow.

He was afraid to put Xiaobai into the water and rubbed her, the situation became more and more wrong, and the skin fell off layer by layer.

Xiaobai is collapsing. She beckoned white worms, a fishy rancid stench. Day by day, gradually decaying.

The fool was afraid that Xiaobai's illness would infect Xiaohong, so he could only choose to abandon her. He put the dilapidated Xiaobai in the suitcase and wanted to dispose of it in the garbage bin in the alley.

"What are you doing? What's that in your box?" said an aunt, shouting at a high level, attracting people from the alley.

In an instant, screams, bustling, and discussions enveloped the cramped and narrow alley.

Several men punched and kicked each other, pushing the fool to the ground. They tied him up and scolded him angrily.

"I knew this fool would do this kind of thing one day!"

"It's horrible!"

After a while, a group of people in uniform came to the alley. They escorted the fool into a car that kept shouting.

The fool didn't know what was going on, he craned his neck and looked back, only to see a few men in uniform, squatting next to Xiaobai, driving away the crowd of onlookers, and then shouting, "Okay, treat me well, my doll." ”