The mulberry tree that is blessed in summer can be called the seed of peace in Taiping Town, not only this tree saved the lives of their ancestors, but also the belief that is condensed in it. This belief has been transformed into a fighting spirit that can survive tenaciously, and it has influenced the people who exist in a peaceful life.

They don't want the children to touch the leaves, or even the bark of the mulberry tree, because soon the leaves will fall, and there will be a special person, named the cigarette man.

They held the leaves in the basket on their backs, and their mouths were still praying for blessings. Not all people who can become this cigarette person, the right time and place will have the opportunity to do this again.

Although this is only a symbolic work, it requires the tenacity that ordinary people can endure and pick up one by one. Until the yellowed leaves have fallen off.

Many old people in Taiping Town still insist on guarding under the old mulberry tree, and no one will raise silkworms because of this. They can't help but be careful about the leaves falling completely to the ground, enclosing the ground into a fertile place. More importantly, they want to return to their roots and be buried in this area forever.

In the summer, this mulberry leaf flourishes. The most upsetting thing for them is that the children in the neighborhood are interested in the purple mulberry on the tree, which is a blessed fruit.

One child said softly: "They all say that if you eat mulberry, you can wake up the memories that you have not woken up, and the second one will wander completely under the tree, waiting for good luck to come." ”

Li Shuishan didn't believe it, but he was lured.

The child with three hairs on his head smiled at Forrest Gump behind him, but no one cared. He asked, "Isn't the eldest brother also following his companions?"

Li Shuishan looked at Ah Gan suspiciously here, and he was also puzzled.

He raised his palm, patted his head, and hurriedly apologized, "I don't remember, I don't remember." ”

"Mistaken person. ”

Under the mulberry tree, sat the lame old man, who he had been waiting for for for an unknown amount of time.

Among the people waiting to come, there was a person full of smiles, this person was an old storyteller, and he put the scroll he gave Li Shuishan that day in his bag.

He walked over with light steps and said to him, "Have you forgotten me?"

He said tentatively, but Li Shuishan's eyes did not show any abnormality, but there were some emotional fluctuations, grabbed his hand and said, "Storyteller, long time no see." ”

There was a hint of surprise in the storyteller's eyes, and he just didn't see anything in his whole body during the class, and said, "I don't know, I don't know, what are you?"

Li Shuishan said with a smile: "Human body, cloth clothes." ”

"I'm human. ”

"I didn't say you're not human. He was a little angry, he turned to look at the lines hanging down the mulberry tree, and there were blessing characters hanging one by one.

"Blessed, keep safe.

But I didn't expect it to be saved. ”

Li Shuishan said suspiciously: "How come?"

The storyteller said, "How not?

Why are you the only one who remembers the memory of this place, could it be that the disaster is over, or you are my nobleman. ”

Li Shuishan was even more puzzled: "Could it be that the seniors know what happened during this period, and why did everyone related to me forget me?"

The storyteller shook his head and said, "It's hard to guess. ”

"I'll pick you up the day after tomorrow and leave here with me, and walk with me. Do you want to know about this?"

"Absolutely. He nodded in agreement, but he was a little reluctant to give up this Taiping Town.

Mrs. Pingping.

He meditated in his heart, and when he looked at the storyteller who was leaving, he knew that he would show up on time the day after tomorrow.

And the most reluctant thing for him is that there is still this place of memory, with the figures that have disappeared in his mind.

"Hey, big brother. Can you get us Sangzi?"

Li Shuishan agreed: "Yes, yes." ”

He turned around and left, and it was this ancestral tree that he went, and the ancestral tree had a blessing line under it, and two wooden signs touched in the wind. The lame old man sleeping soundly under the tree slept too deadly.

The trunk of the tree is as thick as a mulberry leaf still blowing in the wind, and it rattles. The fragrance under the tree was blown by the wind and hit Li Shuishan's snort, and he exhaled and inhaled. As if seeing how long it would take to seal the cigarette, he picked up the yellow leaves under the tree.

They were in a huge fire, on the closed stove, and saw them dressed in yellow, and they generously picked up a lot of mulberry leaves on it, and the smoke floated, like a pair of hands being fiddled, flowing in response to each breath.

The smoke flowed under the dry mulberry trees, over the stone bridge where people still walked, and under the smirking children......

He grabbed the trunk of the tree with one hand, climbed halfway, and reached the purple mulberry, he grabbed it and held it in the palm of his hand, and jumped down slowly.

The lame old man who was resting not far away had not yet woken up, so they took the blessed Sang Zi away.

In the distance, by the stone bridge, the dried river, few people walked. A warm summer breeze blew in the distance, and in this lack of rain, Li Shuishan said to them: "You asked me to come here, I fulfilled your wishes, and I also stole Sangzi, so who told me who is the head?"

"Head?" the three-haired boy stepped forward, not flinching at all.

"At that time, I asked you to take off the mulberry, and I counted it too. Li Shuishan smiled, he didn't care about the children sitting on the ground.

He thinks that he can play with children who are younger than him, and he thinks that he is not so unbearable. It's just to dress yourself up, you won't be so dull, maybe you can make a good head.

He gave them to the children one by one, and took the same two in the palm of his hand, one he held tightly in his hand and the other in his sleeve. He watched as the children swallowed the two mulberries that the wind had given them, and the chewing was delicious. Just by himself, he put Sangzi slowly in his mouth.

He slowly tasted the sweetness, how could he have thought that this mulberry was so sweet.

The children were delighted to be able to sleep under the tree and enjoy the good fortune that had come their way.

And Li Shuishan looked at Taiping Town in the distance, and tears flashed in his eyes.

The world in his eyes has not changed, but he sees himself alone, walking alone in the familiar streets and crowds, which is not a punishment. This kind of punishment is a kind of chronic poison, so that he knows what it means to survive in this seemingly easy world.

He muttered, "Maybe what Ma Yibai said is correct. ”

The roar of the chariots and horses, and the sound of trampling horses' hooves came in a whisper, and there was no slight rumble in his ear drums, so gently came to his eyes. The groom sitting in front of the brown carriage smoked his horse, this gray-brown would not be the slightest tacky, but the dragon and phoenix were symmetrical on the wood carving, and the golden light crossed his gaze, and he paused.

A pair of jade hands opened the pale blue curtain, her gaze stayed, and gradually turned back behind, she sighed softly.

This soft sigh made his heart sour. He saw that her gaze rested on him, but only for a short time.

Watching the carriage go away, the oil-paper umbrella left on the fragrant mountain was still there.

He left, washed his face with cold water from the well not far from the pottery hall, and then looked at his grandmother and said to him with a smile: "There is a rumor, I don't know if I want to tell you?"

"You say," Li Shuishan listened happily.

"This well is called Sangmeng Well, and no matter who is in the town, they drink the water from this well. You'll have to answer my question. ”

"What's the problem?" asked Li Shuishan.

She thought for a moment and said, "What did you see from the well?"

He looked at the water in the well a few times, but found nothing unusual. After waiting for a while, he looked up and said, "There is me." ”

"Oh?" the old lady was a little surprised by Li Shuishan's answer, so she asked him why he said that.

Li Shuishan said: "Seeing yourself is a relief. ”

"What is liberation, isn't Taiping Town bad?"

He nodded, then shook his head again.

"Good, not good. This time his answer was completely different from the last time, and the old woman did not say that he could not waste water, he did not waste it, but was punished.

He was a little disappointed, but he turned his head to see Ah Gan walking behind him, looking puzzled.