Hong Kong variety show: Beauty and Bones

Pig Cage Walled City

"Pig Cage City!" A little girl with two pigtails stood in front of a tattered sign, staring up at the crooked characters and asking in confusion, "Mom and Dad, why are we here?"

"It's not fun here!" The little girl frowned, her face full of disgust.

"Ahem..." The little girl's father looked pale and haggard, his body so weak that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow him down. He looked weakly into his daughter's eyes and said slowly, "This is our home."

"Yinyin, grow up well!" Although the girl's mother's complexion was slightly better than her husband's, she also covered her chest and frowned from time to time, as if she was enduring unbearable pain.

She bent down, facing her daughter, her eyes filled with reluctance. She said slowly, "Remember what Mom and Dad taught you."

"I understand!" The little girl stared at her mother's mouth. Although she was dissatisfied in her heart, she nodded unhappily.

……

Pig Cage Village, a place full of life.

The streets here are narrow and crowded, and the houses are dilapidated and simple, but they are full of warmth and vitality.

In the early morning, the sun shines on the streets of the walled city, and the aroma of steaming buns and soy milk from breakfast shops fills the air.

People began their busy day. Barbers skillfully trimmed customers' hair, tailors were busy sewing clothes, and the owners of grain and oil shops greeted customers warmly.

In this small society, although people live in poverty, they support and help each other.

Children were playing in the narrow streets, and old people were sitting in their doorways basking in the sun and chatting about family matters.

There are no bustling commercial streets or tall buildings here, but there is the most real life.

third floor

Yinyin carried a small bag, put a flute in it, and then went out with a small stool.

"Yinyin, are you going out to work?" Ah Zhen came up the stairs with her slender waist twisted, and when she saw Yinyin, she smiled happily.

Yinyin looked at her and nodded, "Sister Zhen, good morning!"

"Oh, you're so good!" Ah Zhen touched Yinyin's head lovingly, "Go quickly, the sun will come out soon and you'll get a tan."

Yinyin smiled, said goodbye to Azhen, and walked downstairs.

As we walked along, Yinyin kept nodding and smiling and saying hello. She had lived here for ten years, and most of her neighbors had watched her grow up.

When we arrived at the breakfast shop, the owner, A Gui, had already prepared food for Yin Yin.

A bowl of tofu pudding and a fried dough stick!

"Thank you Uncle Ghost!"

"You're welcome, it's still hot, go and eat it!" Ah Gui looked into the girl's eyes while speaking.

Yinyin smiled sweetly and sat at a small table at the outermost corner to start eating.

Tofu pudding with soy sauce, vinegar, chili oil, sesame oil, dried shrimp, pickled mustard tuber, and chopped watercress is Yinyin’s favorite. Paired with crispy fried dough sticks, she never gets tired of eating it.

After breakfast, Yinyin stood up and put a coin in Ah Gui's money basket.

After walking out of Pig Cage City, we continued walking for half an hour before reaching an area with a heavier flow of people.

……

The breeze in the early morning was still a little cool, gently brushing against her hair, attracting curious and admiring glances from passers-by on the roadside.

Yinyin arrived at the workplace, which was under a lush tree.

She skillfully placed the small stool and then sat on it steadily.

Then, she took out a flute and a bowl from the bag she carried with her. These were her daily work tools - she made a living by performing.

Yinyin placed the bowl in front of her, tightly gripping the flute in her hand, and gently tested the tone. Then, she slowly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and began to play.

The melodious sound of the flute flows out like a clear spring, echoing in the air.

Gradually, more and more people were attracted by the wonderful music, gathered around and listened quietly to the moving melody.

Slowly, people put money into the bowl, and occasionally there was a crisp "ding-dong" sound, which was the coins.

After the song, Yinyin put the money in the bowl into her bag and rested for a while.

Seeing an ice cream stand not far away, Yinyin couldn't help but think of the delicious, cool taste of ice cream. She licked her lips, finished her work, and went to buy some.

In the corner nearby, two hooligans were staring at the girl who was performing.

Their eyes were greedy and hot, fixed on the small bowl in front of the girl.

As time went by, the coins in the small bowl gradually piled up, and the girl carefully put them into her bag again and again. This action has been repeated three times!

At this time, the sun was high in the sky, the weather was extremely hot, and the number of pedestrians on the street began to gradually decrease.

Yinyin stopped playing the flute and decided to end her performance for the day. She had just sorted the coins in the bowl and was about to pack up and leave when a hand suddenly reached out in front of her.

"Give it to me!" A rough order came. Yin Yin raised her head and saw two thugs with fierce faces and vicious expressions standing in front of her, with threats and greed flashing in their eyes.

Yinyin patted her shoulder bag and stood up.

"Give it to me," the thug said, noticing the girl's unhurried attitude, "are you deaf?"

"Hey, brother, she seems to be really deaf!" said another chubby gangster.

"Holy crap, can a deaf person make so much money?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Hand over the money!" the tall and thin gangster said viciously.

Yinyin remained unmoved. She looked at the two people in front of her quietly, with a hint of boredom in her eyes.

Suddenly, she picked up the flute again, put it to her lips, and began to play it softly. The melody was melodious and sounded like the sound of nature.

As the two gangsters listened, they suddenly felt sleepy. Their eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally they slowly fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

Yinyin's lips curled up slightly, she put away the flute, and left the scene calmly.

Passing by an ice cream truck, Yinyin bought a chocolate ice cream and ate it happily. Today was another day of hard work to make money!

……

"Hmm," the woman on the bed said with difficulty, her face as pale as paper, her eyes dim and her lips trembling slightly. "We have a great enemy, he's very scary. You must not reveal your special abilities, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous..."

The little girl beside the bed held her mother's hand tightly, her face covered with tears, and cried out inconsolably: "Mom, Mom, don't leave me! Please don't leave me!" Her voice was full of fear and despair, as if the whole world was collapsing at this moment.

"Good boy, you must be strong and remember what I said." The woman's voice became weaker and weaker, almost inaudible, but she still insisted on saying the last sentence, "Don't be discovered!" Then she slowly closed her eyes and never woke up again.

Waking up from her dream, Yinyin skillfully picked up the handkerchief beside the bed and wiped the tears from her face.

Whenever she used her ability, her mother would appear in her dreams at night.

However, for an orphan, especially a disabled one, to grow up safely, if she didn't have some skills, she really wouldn't be able to protect herself.

Unable to sleep, Yinyin got out of bed, went to the wardrobe, opened it, and took out a small box from the innermost part.

In addition to some relics left by her parents, there was also money she earned herself.

The rent in Pig Stylo Village is not expensive, and it also includes water and electricity bills. I have to say that the landlord here is really a good person. Yinyin's parents paid ten years' rent in one go.