Shui Wa took the small package from her mother's trembling hand, which contained a pair of thick-soled cloth shoes made by her mother, three buns, two clothes with large patches, and twenty yuan. Dad squatted on the side of the road, smoking a dry tobacco pot sullenly.

"The baby is going out, can't you give a good face?" The mother said to the father, the father was still squatting there, still silent, and the mother said: "Don't let the baby go out, you can pay for him to build a house and marry a daughter-in-law!" ”

"Let's go! One in the east and one in the west are gone, and it is better to raise them than to raise a nest dog! Dad howled and didn't lift his head.

The water baby looked up at the village where she was born and raised, a village in an eternal drought that survived only on the little rain that had accumulated in the cellar. Shuiwa's family has no money to build a cement cellar, and they still use the soil water cellar, and the water stinks when it comes to hot days. In previous years, this stinky water could be drunk when it was hot, but it was a little bitter and astringent, but this summer, when the water was hot and drunk, I had diarrhea, and I heard from the doctors in the nearby army that some poisonous stones in the ground had dissolved into the water.

Shuiwa glanced down at her father again, turned around and walked away, and did not look back. He didn't expect his father to look up at him, when his father felt uncomfortable, he squatted and smoked, and he could squat for hours at a time, as if he had become a large piece of dirt on the yellow earth. But he clearly saw his father's face again, or rather, he walked on his father's face, looking at the vast northwest land around him, dry yellow-brown, covered with cracks carved by soil erosion, wasn't it an old farmer's face? Everything here is like this, trees, ground, houses, people, black, yellow, black, yellow, crumpled. He couldn't see the eyes of this huge face reaching out to the sky, but he could feel its presence, those huge eyes looking at the sky, the eyes that were full of begging for the rain when he was young, and only dull when he was old. In fact, this giant face has always been sluggish, and he doesn't believe that this land is still too young sometimes.

A dry wind blew, and the path out of the village in front of him was submerged in yellow dust, and Shui Wa walked along this road and took the first step in his new life.

This road will lead to a place he never dreamed of.

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