Plot Summary:That is the way it is. In a twist on the 'narayama' fable elders of the village are sent away to starve and die leaving room and nourishment for the young and more productive inhabitants. There is not a room to complain or grumble. Today's older villagers did the same to their parents. The old are fine with it, but what about all their experiences, memories and skills? Are those fine with it as well?