59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

"It's strange, why are there so many sea fish floating down from the ditch?"

Several old people were muttering to each other.

Chen Feng smiled but said nothing.

No matter how experienced they are, they would never have thought that it was he who put it there.

As expected, the space began to expand again.

Seeing some adults carrying buckets of fish instead of going home directly, Chen Feng followed them curiously.

"Dinghai, where are they going?"

Zhou Dinghai was carrying a small wooden barrel filled with half-dead fish.

"Cousin, they went to the well. It must be that the water tank at home is out of water."

After all the buckets of fish were moved back, Chen Feng, curious, followed the crowd.

Walking along the stone road through the village to the other end of the village, we found a small artificial reservoir, which covers an area of ​​more than several thousand square meters.

Zhoujiagou is too close to the Bohai Sea, and the water in the wells dug in ordinary areas is salty.

This is a common phenomenon in many fishing villages (the situation is better in mountainous coastal areas and very bad in plain coastal areas).

Even the small rivers are salty, and the groundwater is naturally polluted by seawater.

In order to have fresh water to drink, fishing villages generally store water in two ways. One method, like Zhou Jing's, is to use a large number of water tanks to collect rainwater.

There is a lot of rain at the seaside, especially at night.

Often after one night, you can get a tank of water.

This water must be boiled before drinking or taking a bath.

One way is that Zhoujiagou chose to build a well next to a reservoir. The water in the reservoir is all rainwater. A well is dug next to it and the soil is used for purification and filtration to form a relatively clean fresh water source.

(In modern times, medicines can be used to purify well water)

The women took fish buckets and asked their children to go back and get basins, and then they processed the small fish in the concave ditch where the well water flowed.

"Second sister-in-law, look at this pomfret, it's three pounds in size."

"That's nothing. In August, Lao Twelve caught a yellow pomfret that was almost one meter long and weighed over 100 kilograms. He sold it to a factory in the city and exchanged it for over 100 kilograms of grain."

"Wow, then we can sell these fish too."

"No, they only like rare things, like big fish, abalone, and shark fin."

A group of middle-aged women were handling the fish skillfully while chatting and bragging.

Yellow pomfret can indeed grow to more than one meter in length, but it is almost impossible to catch it in the near sea.

But it is impossible for the village's small sampan to enter the deep Bohai Sea at night.

Not long after Chen Feng returned, Zhou Jing carried a bucket of water to the reservoir at the east end of the village.

"There is still a lot of water in the water tank at noon."

"We still have a lot of water now, but it won't be enough tomorrow. Let's save some first. If the well is drained by them, we won't have to worry about water tomorrow."

No way?

When it was evening, he went to the reservoir to take a look.

Good guy!

The well, which had a radius of more than two meters and a depth of seven or eight meters, was dug out by them until the bottom was exposed.

Chen Feng thought about it and poured nearly three buckets of Sunwell water into the bottom of the well.

He has no memory of Zhoujiagou, but he still likes this village very much.

Whenever I sent a duck egg to him before, he would come to his house and ask about it. The old patriarch has taught me a good lesson.

At least the latter helped him get the twelve Melo Pearls.

He never thought of using the fish skin clothing making method to exchange for benefits from the commune.

This is a friendship worth tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars!

"Hello, Brother Xiaofeng."

There were many girls washing clothes by the reservoir. When they saw Chen Feng, they hurriedly called out to him. Many girls even secretly glanced at him from time to time.

The water temperature was cold though.

Chen Feng smiled and nodded.

Washing clothes with hot water is the result of the government's vigorous promotion of infrastructure construction and the realization of future energy modernization.

In the countryside today, people cannot afford the luxury of using firewood to boil water for washing clothes.

In some places there are mountains and forests, and we can cut down trees for support.

But there were too few trees in the mountains behind Zhoujiagou, and they were very precious. They were the source of water for them to build houses and make furniture, so they had no choice but to ban cutting down the trees.

If you want to cut down a tree, you must get permission from the village brigade.

"Cousin, dinner is almost ready. Mom asked me to call you back to eat."

Zhou Dinghai rode his bicycle along the two-meter-wide embankment of the reservoir.

He was not tall enough and his legs were too short to sit, so he could only pass one foot under the bar.

Even so, he still thinks he is the most handsome guy in Zhoujiagou!

There is only one bicycle in the village, and it belongs to the village brigade.

"Okay, let's go back."

"Wait, let me ride for a while."

Zhou Dinghai ran to call him back, but he ended up being late because he went back himself.

This dinner was relatively rich. The duck that Chen Feng had exchanged for before was still being raised in his grandfather's house. It ate small yellow croaker every day and laid a lot of duck eggs.

So in addition to braised lamb and bird meat stewed with red dates, there is also seaweed and egg soup.

After finishing the meal, Chen Feng took his two children to roast bird meat in the yard. Not long after, his uncle Zhou Jing came over smelling the meat.

"Is this the bird meat you roasted for lunch?"

"Mm, Dad, it's delicious, fragrant, green and tasty." Zhou Fubo said exaggeratedly: "It's even better than mutton dumplings and mutton buns."

Zhou Jing smiled and said, "Okay, then leave one for me."

Zhou Dinghai said very filially: "Dad, how about we go get some fish and grill them? Four little birds are not enough, so you can eat more fish."

Zhou Jing understood his son's little plan very well. It was obvious that he wanted to take advantage of Chen Feng's barbecue to have another delicious grilled fish meal.

It is true that fish is often grilled at the seaside, but if it is grilled fish without oil, green onions, or chili powder, is it still grilled fish?

Chen Feng smiled and looked at his two cousins ​​who were very proud of themselves.

When Chen Feng was grilling fish and birds in Zhoujiagou, a guest also came to Guan Shan's house.

If Chen Feng was there, he would find that one of them was one of the people he had rescued in Yanshan before, the son of Deputy Director Wang of the Xicheng Public Security Bureau.

"Xiao Wang, the main reason I came here this time is to ask, if someone clearly promised to take care of my nephew and children, but ended up swallowing the money I sent them, what would the law say?"

Wang Shengli didn't think much and immediately replied: "Uncle Guan, it depends on how much money it is. If it's less than 10 yuan, let him pay compensation and interest, and we will give him a verbal warning."

"if--"

"About 900."

Wang Shengli was surprised and asked, "900 yuan?"

This is not a small amount.

In the era when the average wage was 900 to yuan per person, yuan was equivalent to the total income of an ordinary worker who worked hard for three or four years without eating or drinking.

Otherwise, Widow Meng would not have taken such a huge risk and refused to leave the Xu family.

"Uncle, who is so black-hearted that he dares to swallow your 900 yuan? Are you going to die?"

Guan Shan also nodded and said, "Yes, he is really crazy!"

"Uncle, this is a big deal, are you sure?"

Guan Shan took out the post office records and the letters sent by He Daqing.

He is not like Chen Feng. He heard that Uncle He seemed to have sent a letter, which might contain money.

I heard, it seems, maybe, are these the key words?

For someone like him who has experienced many ups and downs, if he doesn't take action, then it's fine. But if he does, he will kill!

Never give the other party a chance to fight back!

So, after collecting the evidence, he called in professionals to handle the matter.