In the middle of October in the south, the trees and flowers already have the colors that belong to this season. As the sun sets, the yellow and the dull merge into one. It's hard to tell if this is the original color of the tree or the sunset's coat.

A leaf falls from the top of the tree, drifting slowly, and after a few breezes and the drive of vehicles, it gradually falls to the feet of pedestrians.

At this time, when the primary school was dismissed, students poured out of the school gate like ants. Everyone was in groups of threes and twos. Among them, there is a dark and thin boy who is particularly eye-catching, not because of his dark and short appearance, but because he is alone and does not seem to be in tune with the group.

The boy took the lead, strode forward, and stepped on the fallen leaves, and after the crisp sound, the leaves turned into powder and scattered with the wind.

After passing through the noisy crowds, through the alleys, past the kiosks, he came to a path. The path is less than two feet wide, and beside it is a small river with crystal clear water. He lifted his feet and stepped onto the path, his shoulders shrugged, and he slowed down without the meteor he had taken before. Through the refraction of the setting sun, we can see the young man's face clearly.

Hmm, an ordinary face can't be ordinary anymore. His face was darker than the black earth, his thin skin was covered with bones, his eyes were large, and his black pupils occupied most of his sockets, and we really couldn't associate him with handsomeness and cuteness.

The boy walked with his head down, his eyes kept rolling, he stopped, lifted one foot, rolled up his trousers, and then rolled up the other, and he pulled his messy hair back to his head, looking left and right, as if he was afraid that people would notice his abnormality. Seeing that there was no one around, the young man slowly squatted down in the river, stared at the water for a while, and then plunged into the water. The Adam's apple was lying together, and he was drinking water.

Looking back in time, most of the students who came out of school went to buy snacks and drink drinks, and the teenager was different, he drank stream water to quench his thirst.

Thankfully, the creek was crystal clear, and if it had been replaced by an ordinary urban ravine, the neighbors would have been lucky enough to hear the howl of a pig tonight.

After drinking the water, he didn't seem to be happy, he took a handful of water and sprinkled it on his face, rubbed it vigorously, and he smiled when he was satisfied, poof, it turned out that he was missing a piece of his front tooth, and the laughter was extremely funny.

When he was done, he got up and left, his mouth shattered, and we couldn't hear any words.

Across the path, there is an apple grove. There are more than 100 acres of large and small, and one of them belongs to his family. The boy skillfully drilled through the fence formed by the pepper tree, picked an apple, took a bite that was too sour, and immediately threw it away, looking for the next target.

Well, this damn luxury, who would have thought that a young man who drank water to quench his thirst would waste his apples like this.

While the boy was feasting, a pheasant landed on a tree and chased after him! Arrest! This was his inner thought, and the boy picked up the clod of soil and threw it hard, but the pheasant did not hit it, and the bright apples fell one by one. The boy quickly climbed up the treetops, trying to pull the pheasant down with his hands, but he always ran on the ground as well as flying in the sky, and the boy began to lose his temper again and again, and supported himself under the tree with his hands on his knees.

The pheasant flew away in a few moments, and who paid for the impulsiveness of the teenager? Only the broken apples were left.

The boy walked out of the apple grove and looked back from a distance, and tonight was indispensable for a beating and abuse.

He arrived home in despair and lost his spirits, a two-story brick house, but the inside was dilapidated, which can be summed up by the four walls of the house. Apart from the tables, chairs and benches, there was really nothing conspicuous, but the bare walls were very conspicuous.

He expertly washed the rice and put it in the old rice cooker, and soon his sister returned home.

Doesn't he have an adult in his house?

Yes, adults don't go home until the night falls.

The boy dragged his sister, who was two years younger than him, to the vegetable patch in front of his house, and when night fell, the two of them took two sticks as rifles, and examined the passing cars like prosecutors.

The temperature gradually thinned, and when the teenager and his sister were so hungry that they were dizzy, an electric car slowly drove up. The person who got out of the car called out affectionately, "Full Mountain".

The person who came was the teenager's mother, the teenager's name was Manshan, 12 years old this year, and his sister was 10 years old.

This autumn, this village is full of apple fields.