Sure enough, Xiao Fan walked to the corner of the street, it should be a crossroads, although they are all white and miserable cement roads, it has probably been built in the past ten years.

There were about five or six numb and motorcycle cars parked at the intersection, but there were very few electric cars.

Whether it's numb or motorcycle, most of them are middle-aged men or women, and they're all very enthusiastic, and they can't wait to come over and pull you onto his mount.

And there are really not many young people in this town, just like what is reported in the news.

I only saw a few teenagers, girls or children who might still be in school.

The façade on the street is also deserted.

Xiao Fan casually approached the numb, and then sat in.

The middle-aged woman with short hair turned around and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Zhoujia Village." Xiao Fan said.

"Okay, sit tight."

The car shook for a while, and then drove straight away.

There are few cars on the road, except for the occasional pedestrian walking or biking.

This kind of road surface is really easy to drive.

As long as you don't drive into the river.

Leaving the town, it's an instant trip to the real countryside.

It is indeed full of desolation and dilapidation.

Some fields still have plants, while others are diffuse with weeds and wildflowers.

In my ears was a terriblely quiet voice.

Xiao Fan once thought that there was something wrong with his ears, but he suddenly felt a burst of panic and sluggishness, and his chest was depressed, which was completely different from the mood of going out for a walk.

After about ten minutes, numbness stopped on a small straight bridge, the deck of which was very wide, and below the bridge was the river, and the water was clear.

"Here we are." The middle-aged woman said.

"How much?" Xiao Fan asked.

"Twenty."

Xiao Fan immediately took out the money from his wallet, but he didn't care about the gains and losses.

This bridge is probably the boundary of the village, and if you cross this bridge, you will enter the village, probably.

From the entrance of the village, Liao is uninhabited, giving people the feeling that this is it.

Houses and trees complement each other, generally there will be one or two trees in front of or next to each house, and some are still towering trees, which are several meters or more than ten meters higher than the building.

Xiao Fan himself couldn't figure out the types of these trees, in short, they were luxuriant.

The houses are all blue bricks and green tiles, which are considered to be ancient buildings in the modern world, and there are few buildings, almost a few.

In short, this village feels very strange, it looks on the quiet side, but it is slightly withered, and it is indescribable.

Standing on the bridge, Xiao Fan stood for a moment, then looked up, looked at the silent sky, and took a deep breath.

The camera slowly pans to the direction of the village entrance on the horizon.

Xiao Fan carried his luggage and walked into the village.

Xiao Fan observed the scenery on both sides while walking, there were still people, but most of them were old people, one of the old men and the cat were sitting on a bench, and the old man and the squatting cat both looked at Xiao Fan in unison, as if they had not seen strangers enter the village for a long time.

Xiao Fan did not stop and wander, but continued to move forward, and he didn't know where he was going.

When he came to an old tree with a crooked neck, the reason why Xiao Fan called this big tree an old tree with a crooked neck was because the branches of this tree were indeed crooked, and it looked a little ugly from a distance.

But this towering tree is probably a little old, but the trunk of this big tree is as thick as a few buckets, and no one can hug it, so several people need to hold hands at the same time to go around.

There is a wilderness near the big tree, and there are no other trees, so this root should also be rooted deep and stretched farther, otherwise there will be not enough nutrients.

Xiao Fan saw a child standing under the tree playing from a distance, and he didn't know what he was playing alone, his lonely thin body gave people a very desolate feeling.

Xiao Fan walked over, it turned out to be a little boy, and when he found that someone was coming, the little boy immediately stood up straight, and then looked at Xiao Fan with big eyes.

And when the boy's eyes and Xiao Fan's eyes touched together, Xiao Fan involuntarily took a step back, this boy, how can he ...... Why is the little boy's eyes so similar?!