Sure enough, Xiao Fan walked to the corner of the street. It should be a crossroads. Although it was a white concrete road, it was probably only built in the past ten years.
There were about five or six motorcycles of various sizes parked at the intersection, and there were relatively few electric vehicles.
Whether it's numbness or motorcycles, most of them are middle-aged men or women, and they are very enthusiastic. They can't wait to come over and pull you onto their mounts.
Moreover, 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 were probably still in school.
The storefronts on the street are also unusually deserted.
Xiao Fan casually approached a car and got in.
The middle-aged woman with short hair turned back and asked, "Where are we going?"
"The entrance to Zhoujia Village." Xiao Fan said.
"Okay, sit tight."
The car shook for a while and then drove away in a straight line.
There are almost no vehicles on the road, only a few pedestrians walking or riding bicycles.
This kind of road is really easy to drive.
As long as you don't drive into the river, that's fine.
Leaving the small town, we immediately arrived in the real countryside.
It is indeed full of desolation and dilapidation.
Some fields still have plants, while others are filled with weeds and wildflowers.
There was a terrifyingly quiet sound in my ears.
Xiao Fan once thought there was something wrong with his ears. He suddenly felt flustered and sluggish, and his chest was depressed. It was completely different from when he went out to relax.
After about ten minutes, Numbly stopped on a small, straight bridge. The bridge deck was quite wide. There was a river under the bridge, and the water was crystal clear.
"We're here," the middle-aged woman said.
"How much?" Xiao Fan asked.
"twenty."
Xiao Fan immediately took out the money from his wallet without thinking about the gains and losses.
This bridge is probably the boundary of the village. Walking across this bridge means entering the village, probably.
Looking from the entrance of the village, Liao is uninhabited, and this is how it feels.
Houses and trees complement each other. Generally, there will be one or two trees in front of or next to every house. Some are towering trees, several meters or more than ten meters taller than the building.
Xiao Fan himself couldn't figure out the types of these trees, but they were all lush and leafy.
The houses are all made of green bricks and green tiles. In the modern world, they are considered to be ancient buildings. There are only a few buildings.
In short, this village gives people a very strange feeling. It looks quiet, but also slightly withered, and it has an indescribable feeling.
Standing on the bridge, Xiao Fan stood there for a moment, then raised his head, looked at the silent sky, and took a deep breath.
The camera slowly turned towards 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 people and the cat were sitting on a bench. The old man and the squatting cat looked at Xiao Fan in unison, as if they hadn't seen each other for a long time.
It was as if I had seen a stranger enter the village.
Xiao Fan did not stop and wander, but continued to move forward. He did not know where he was going.
When he came to a crooked-necked old tree, Xiao Fan called this big tree the crooked-necked old tree because the branches of this tree were really crooked and looked a bit ugly from a distance.
But this towering tree must be quite old. The trunk of this big tree is as thick as several buckets. No one person can hug it. Several people must hold hands at the same time to go around it.
There is a wilderness near the big tree, and there are no other trees. This root should be rooted deeper and reach farther, otherwise the nutrients will not be enough.
Xiao Fan saw a child playing under a tree from a distance. 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. When he noticed someone coming, the little boy immediately stood up straight and looked at Xiao Fan with big eyes.
And when the boy's eyes touched Xiao Fan's, Xiao Fan couldn't help but take a step back. This boy, why...why are the eyes of the little boy so similar?!