It's a dusty place, except for the blue sky where you can occasionally see a few white clouds drifting by, and it's all yellow sand.

A boy walks on a small undulating dirt slope, he has black hair messy down to his neck, gray face, gray cloth on his upper body, a thick layer of dust on his lower shorts, and a tattered shoe, stepping on it, it will feel that the shoe and the sole are completely separated. The other foot was bare, and he was wearing nothing.

The sun shone through the white clouds to the earth, and the hot light seemed to shoot through the land, so that the boy could only squint at the sand and dust connected to heaven and earth in the distance, and the wind here never stopped, and it was a strange thing for the people here to have no wind.

Pick up the messy hair that is blown by the wind and obstructs the view. Look at the endless wasteland. The boy lowered his gaze slowly, twisting his head as he went, his heels tossing the dust from the ground from time to time to see if he could pick up something that had been blown in from a distant place. Of course, in this kind of desert, even if you find scrap copper and rotten iron, you are already happy.

The boy heard a weak voice behind him, and turned to look back. He saw three scrawny and dark-skinned men each riding on camels walking towards him.

Yichen smiled slightly and said, "Is there any difficulty in negotiating?"

One of them sighed and said, "In these days, who would run to such a ghost place." "Naturally, their purpose is not to save people and do good deeds, but they just want to take advantage of the fire to rob and slaughter the merchants who are lost or short of water.

"It's not getting early now, so we'll give you a ride. ”

Yichen looked up at the blue sky, shook his head and said, "No need." ”

"Then we'll go first. With that, they threw the ropes of the camels, and the camels walked forward with load-bearing steps, and Yichen hurriedly made way for the three behemoths.

One camel after another walked in front of Yichen, and the third camel suddenly stopped in front of Yichen, and the person on the camel looked at Yichen and said, "Yichen, listen to your uncle's advice, take your mother out of here while you are still young, and make a living outside." Uncles are still able to take you out of the desert, don't think about these daydreams, your mother is getting sick more and more, and maybe one day she will be kicked out, and by then it will be too late to say anything. ”

Yichen's gaze became a little solemn, and he said, "No, the natural disasters here will stop one day." ”

The man on the camel said helplessly: "Why don't you understand?"

"Xiaole, forget it" His voice was suddenly stopped by a person in front of him, he shook his head, let out a breath in his nostrils, and shook the rope again, and the camel slowly walked in front of Yichen.

As soon as the person who was called Xiaole caught up with the two people in front of him, the person who called Xiaole began to complain in a low voice: "He Xinran has just been pregnant with Yichen for a month, and Yixiaotian has disappeared, and she has worked hard to pull Yichen up, but He Xinran still hopes that the bastard will come back all day long, which makes her sometimes crazy." I don't understand, why this mother and son are so stubborn, this stupid boy is still thinking about rebuilding his home all day long, heh! What can you do if you have a dream, and you can't look at God?"

The other man on the camel sighed and said, "This stupid boy .... I thought that if I could meet that bastard again one day, I would have to divide his five horses. ”

Yichen already knew these things, he didn't bother to listen, looked up at the dazzling sun, took a step back, and after about two pillars of incense, he could see a small village and rustic houses, this is not where Yichen lives, compared to a long way to get there.

If you look closer, you will find that none of these houses are complete, and the better ones have no eaves as if they had been cut off, and the miserable ones are only a few broken tiles that have been piled up haphazardly.

The name of this village is Pity Village. This place was originally a place where cattle and sheep and herbs flourished, so some people came to live here. However, in recent years, the wind and dust have slowly turned this place into a desolate desert, and people lament the scenery of the past, so it has been renamed the deserted village.

Most of the houses on the outskirts of the village have collapsed due to the wind and sand, and the houses facing inside are gradually becoming complete. In this village, most of the young and vigorous people have migrated, leaving many of the village's noble houses empty and uninhabited, and the streets are crooked and uneven, in this sultry climate. From time to time, there were some people sitting against the wall on both sides, and their clothes were no longer worn, but they were simply draped in some tattered fabrics. Some of them sat on the ground with straw hats on their heads, bent over, and looked like they were asleep. Some had a small wooden bowl and some tattered luggage next to them. Some people sat cross-legged, their heads up against the wall, their faces facing the sky, and a person lying on their knees covering their stomachs, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Yichen walked on the dilapidated streets, because most of the houses were empty, so no matter how poor he was, he would not worry about having no place to live, but the strong winds that would blow every three or five days blew fewer and fewer houses in this village, so that people here naturally did not dare to stay in the houses outside.

On a hot summer day, the people who come and go on the street are even more irritable, clearly wearing tattered clothes, or involuntarily looking at the people walking by around them with vigilant eyes.

Yichen is no exception, he was born in this kind of place, and he often fights with others over a sip of water.

The dilapidated houses gradually decreased, and the doors and windows above Yichen's head suddenly opened, and a pile of sand fell on Yichen's head, and from above came the child's scolding, "Silly big man, stupid big man is back." ”

Yichen didn't look up, it seemed that these things happened to him from time to time, but he peeled off the sand and dust on his head with his hand, and continued to walk forward, scolding more and more, and from time to time some trivial stones flew in.

Most of the children here are orphans, even if they have families, they will not discipline their children carefully, as long as they are happy, they try to bear everything as much as possible, as for the future road....