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"...Young man, are you from outside the village?"

With a smile on his face, the old man looked at Lian Ge again and said aloud.

"Correct."

Lian Ge glanced at the old man again, and said something calmly.

"...It took a long time to turn over from the mountain over there."

The old man smiled and said again,

"...It's been a long time... No one has come from outside for a long time. Young man, you are tired after walking the mountain road for so long. Why don't you go to my house to rest. My house is not far away, just in front..."

With a smile on his face, the old man wanted to use his dripping hand to pull Liange's arm as he spoke, but he followed closely, stopped his movement, and withdrew his hand,

Just looking at Lian Ge, with some age spots, and smiling on his pale face,

"That's not to trouble you, old man."

Looking at the smiling old man, Lian Ge paused his gaze, smiled, and said aloud.

"Don't bother, don't bother... No one has come to the village for a long time, young man, you can just talk with me."

With a smile on his face, looking at Lian Ge, the old man said again,

"Young man, let's go now. My house is at the end of the village, on the edge of the village."

Smiling, the old man turned around and led Lian Ge to the end of the village.

"The old man was washing clothes just now."

"Yes, isn't it saying that the weather is good, so wash your clothes."

"Don't the old man bring the laundry with him?"

"...No, no...I'll take you back to the house first, and let you rest. I'll see if there are any other clothes to be washed in the house later, and I'll bring them here to wash together."

The old man turned around and led the way.

Lian Ge turned his gaze, and then glanced at the clothes thrown on the steps by the river,

It was a woman's blouse.

"...Young man, let's go, my house is in front."

The old man turned back again, turned his head, smiled, and shouted at Lian Ge again,

"Then trouble the old man."

Turning his gaze away, Lian Ge smiled, looked at the old man again, and moved his feet away.

"...No trouble, no trouble."

The old man said with a smile on his face, turned around again, and walked a little faster in front to lead the way, stopping from time to time and turning his head, as if to see if Lian Ge had followed.

……

"In this village, only the elderly live in one family."

Following behind the old man, Lian Ge looked at the road with weeds and the dilapidated houses on the side of the road, and spoke in a calm tone.

"...Yes, this village has long been deserted."

The old man gradually slowed down, walked up to Lian Ge's side, hunched over, his wet hands were dripping water all the way,

Turning his head again, the face covered with age spots, wrinkles, and some paleness smiled again, and said aloud,

"...the first dozens of families in the village moved out one after another, and I'm the only one who still lives here."

With a smile on his face, the old man said aloud.

"Why don't the old people move out?"

Looking at the old man, Lian Ge calmed down and said again.

"Hey……"

The old man turned his head and grinned. The creases on his somewhat pale face were squeezed and wrinkled.

"...I'm so old, where else can I go. They're all gone, but I'm not. How nice it is here, young man, don't you think so?"

Looking at Lian Ge again, the old man said with a smile on his face,

"...There hasn't been anyone in the village for a long time. It just so happens that you are here, young man, just to talk to me."

Looking at the smiling old man again, Lian Ge turned his gaze away again,

"It's very good for you, old man."

Looking at the weeds growing on the road, the broken tiles on the side of the road, the dust on the walls, and the dilapidated buildings, Lian Ge said calmly again.

"...That's right. Sometimes I want to talk to someone. People who passed by here before thought that I was too talkative and long-winded."

The old man smiled and said out loud,

Leading Lian Ge, he gradually walked towards the end of the village.

Passing across a dirt road with no dilapidated houses, a family appeared in sight.

"...This is where I live."

The old man stopped, turned his head, and said to Lian Ge again, with a smile on his face.

Glancing at the old man, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the building beside the dirt road.

This family is not far from the foot of the mountain beside the valley, and there are no other buildings nearby, so it is alone at the end of the village.

Next to the road is the yard in front of the house,

The yard is a muddy ground that has been trampled or compacted. Weeds grow on the side of the yard, and there are also a few broken tiles under the eaves, but it is slightly less than other dilapidated houses in this village.

There are several tile-roofed houses in the yard.

The black tiles covering the edge of the eaves are crumbling along with the inclined planks. Under the eaves, on the wall facing the outside, the wall plaster has peeled off, exposing the weathered bricks and stones underneath.

The two sides seem to be bedrooms, and the windows facing the outside seem to be covered with some plastic bags, woven bags, blocking the decayed window frames, and a hole in the window, which also blocks the windows.

Beside the window and the wall, there are still some messy things piled up, some hoes with dried mud, dustpans with some dust, unwanted, red, white, black and some rotten clothes Rotten pants.

The yard is facing the previous room, which seems to be the main room,

The main room door has also lost its paint color, and there are some decayed potholes. It is barely connected to the door frame by the rusty hinges.

Under the door, there is a somewhat high threshold, which is a plank with some plaster and pits.

The door of the main room is half ajar, and the other half is wide open.

The half-covered fan was shaking back and forth with the gusts of chilly wind,

Driving the rusty hinges, there were some noises.

"...I'm sorry, the old man and my family live here. The house is old, and we can't find someone to repair it. When there is a strong wind, a few tiles on the eaves are easy to fall off."

The old man stood by the yard, looked at the tiles falling in the yard, then turned his head, smiling, and said to Lian Ge.

Glancing at the smiling old man, Lian Ge turned his gaze again,

Looking into the room through the open half door of the main room by the side of the yard.

It was dark in the room,

Facing the half-open door, there is an old bamboo chair.

On the bamboo chair, a five or six-year-old child was sitting.

His eyes shone brightly against the light coming in through the open door, and he was looking at the people outside.

"... But young man, don't worry, the house is still fine. Young man, you can go in and rest in the house."

Beside, the old man smiled and spoke out loud.

Chapter 858

"... lad, lad?"

Standing by the yard, looking through the half-open door, looking at the boy sitting in the dark room,

Lian Ge paused his gaze, not responding to the old man's words,

The old man talked with a smile on his face, shouted twice, followed Lian Ge's line of sight, and smiled more on his face,

"...Young man, that is my grandson. Our grandson lives here on weekdays. He was born with some problems when he was a child. He can't speak or hear people talking. There are still some problems in his head. I'm afraid When I went out to wash clothes, he ran around...there are wilderness around here, and I was afraid that something would happen to him, so I let him sit on the bamboo chair."

Some of the pale faces were smiling, exuding some rosiness, and the old man said with a smile again.

Looking at the boy sitting motionless on the bamboo chair with some bright eyes reflecting the light outside the room, Lian Ge paused his gaze.

The boy was sitting on the bamboo chair, his hands were left behind, and the hanging legs were still some distance from the ground. From the ankles, they looked a little distorted.

Several strips of cloth that seemed to be torn from the clothes tied the boy tightly to the chair from the neck to the body, unable to move.

He just raised his head, and his two bright eyes looked out of the house, as if looking at the people outside the house,

"Your grandson?"

Turning his gaze again, Lian Ge calmed down, glanced at the old man, and said aloud.

On the shoulder, the little white mouse who turned his head and looked at the room couldn't help shrinking, turned his head to look at Lian Ge,

It seemed to sense that Lian Ge was angry.

"...Yes, my grandson."

With some rosiness on his pale face, he smiled, and the old man said again,

"...Young man, let's go into the house first, let's go in and have a rest."

The old man turned around again and led the way to the main room.

Looking at the old man again, Lian Ge moved his foot away and followed behind the old man.

Walking through the yard, the tiles in the yard were crushed, and there were some noises,

Lian Ge walked into the room.

……

In the main room, the window facing the back of the house was covered by a cloth curtain, and the back door leading to the back of the house did not let in any light.

After leading Lian Ge into the main room, the old man stood by the half-open door of the main room, blocking the light coming in from outside the main room, and the main room became more and more dark.

Looking at it, it looks a little empty, there are some tables, and there are some sundries piled up against the wall.

Lian Ge turned his gaze again, and looked at the boy who was tied up and sitting on the bamboo chair,

The boy was still sitting on the bamboo chair in a daze, looking out of the house, as if in a daze, not noticing the person entering the house.

The old man blocked the light outside the house, and without the light outside the house, the eyes dimmed a bit, but they still looked a little bright in this dark room, reflecting the figure of the old man who blocked the door of the main room and the scene beside the door.

On the boy's body, the cloth strips that were bound seemed a little tight, and on the boy's body, on the arms and neck that were exposed from under the clothes, there was a Dole mark.

Looking at the deep strangle marks, Lian Ge paused his gaze.

"...Hey, I'm afraid he'll run away...so let him sit here."

Next to him, following Lian Ge's line of sight, the old man also looked at the cloth strips tied on the boy's body and the strangle marks on the boy's body. Then he smiled and said to Lian Ge.

"It's all like this, the old man is still afraid that he will run away?"

Turning his gaze again, Lian Ge looked at the boy's sagging body, which had been deformed, and turned towards the twisted feet on both sides, and spoke again.

"... Hey, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

The old man smiled, and then responded,

"...The last time he ran out, he made his feet like this, and he still wanted to run out. It's impossible not to let him sit here. If you let him run out, there will be wilderness everywhere. , it’s hard to find, what if I can’t find it.”

The old man smiled, spoke aloud again, followed closely, turned around again and hurriedly walked towards the boy sitting on the bamboo chair,

"...Hey, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my precious grandson, grandpa is back, grandpa is back... Grandpa will untie the rope for you now."

With a smile on his face, the old man hunched over and walked up to the boy, reaching out to untie the cloth strips that bound the boy.

The boy who was tied up and sitting on a bamboo chair seemed to have just noticed Lian Ge and the old man entering the house.