Fisherman

Not long after lunch, the sunny sky suddenly darkened. Brother Zhou was washing dishes in a room that was bigger than a palm. His man left the house early this morning, and he didn't come back for lunch. He was the only one at home.

His man would run out every now and then, and sometimes he wouldn't come back at night, Brother Zhou was no stranger to it.

Seeing that the light in the room suddenly dimmed, he stretched his neck and looked out the door. There was a strong wind blowing outside. He had lived by the sea for a long time, and his experience told him that it was going to rain, so he quickly put down what he was doing. Barefoot, he climbed up the stairs with a few strides, and the dilapidated wooden ladder creaked ugly.

There was a bamboo pole across the upstairs window, and the few coarse clothes hanging on top were swollen by the wind. They were just washed this morning, and they were all dry now. There were several shocking big green lumps on one arm, and the bamboo pole swayed in the wind and hit his wound. He just tightened his brows, quickly grabbed his clothes and put them into the house, and put the clothes facing the sea The windows close.

Zhou Geer raised his head, there were many holes in the roof, and the dark clouds pressed together. The wind ran across the roof, making the tiles rattle, and then roared into the sea, rolled the waves several feet high, and then went to Flicked on the rocky reef, it fell into a splash of spray, and the sky and the earth became one color, as if it was going to be night.

According to this battle, it might be a big storm, and Brother Zhou couldn't help worrying, the rain would definitely leak in, but now he didn't dare to go up to the roof to repair it, so he could only catch it with buckets and basins until the weather cleared.

The screaming sound of the little baby was swallowed by the lightning in the sky. There were so many mixed sounds that people couldn't tell what caused it. However, the sound of knocking on the door downstairs could be known to be from a human being. .

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou! Are you at home?"

It was a woman's voice. The door panel should be slamming and shouting, and the shouting shouting made people's hearts.

Brother Zhou hurriedly ran downstairs, the woman saw him open the door, she pointed to the beach in a loud and anxious voice, "Your man capsized and fell into the sea, go and see!"

His heart tightened, seeing this man went down to the fishing village in the morning, why did he fall into the sea?Without thinking about it, he stepped on the stones in front of the door and ran out without even closing the door.

In the past, when it was sunny, the sea water was blue and clear, and the waves were extremely gentle, but now the sea water is turbulent like a beast, just like the gloomy sky, it seems to eat people.

Zhao Qian was almost eaten by sea water!

Brother Zhou headed towards the crowded place, fortunately he saw his man, but the man who was idle when he went out today is now lying on the beach like a rigid fish, his mouth is turning white.

Seeing him running, a fisherman said: "Brother Zhou, there was a big wave at sea earlier, and Zhao Qian was swept in. When we picked him up, he was already unconscious. Unfortunately, the boat didn't pull back and sank into the sea." gone."

The person who spoke was a strong and strong man, and the villagers in Shangyu Village called him Hu San'er.

In fact, with Zhao Qian's reputation in the village, it is thankful that someone picked him up after falling into the sea.

He bowed to Hu San'er to express his gratitude. Everyone in the village knew that he was not talkative, but they didn't take it seriously.

Brother Zhou squatted down and patted Zhao Qian's face. The people on the ground didn't respond at all. He was still very anxious. Although the two didn't want to see each other, he had only been married for half a month. If the man died like this If not, the people in the village will have to call him Kefu, and the days to come may be even more difficult.

After slapping Zhao Qian a few times and still not responding, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, as if he had made a decision, he took a long breath, pinched Zhao Qian's nose, leaned over and blew into his mouth, The surrounding villagers subconsciously turned their heads aside, but there were still one or two sloppy men with dirty smiles on their faces, pointing at Brother Zhou.

Brother Zhou blew and pressed Zhao Qianshi's chest. He repeated this several times. He was almost exhausted, but he didn't respond at all.

The villagers whispered: "Don't let people disappear."

It's not that this kind of thing has never happened before. Fishermen depend on the sky for their food. If the sky wants to collect people, who can do it.

Brother Zhou became even more anxious. He leaned down and decided to try again. Just as his lips touched Zhao Qian's mouth, he suddenly spat out sea water, and the salty sea water splashed onto his lips...

"Brother Zhao, the plank of the boat is cracked!"

"Take the life buoy!"

"There are only five life buoys!"

There were six people on board, Zhao Qian put a life-saving trap on Axiong and pushed them into the sea.Huge waves hit like a wall, the bunk covered his face, the boat was torn into pieces, and he sank into the sea...

Zhao Qian didn't expect to be able to open her eyes again, the watery eyelashes made the face of the person in front of her mottled.

He looked at the young man kneeling next to him, and the expression on his face gradually changed from panic to embarrassment.

Brother Zhou stood up quickly, turned his face slightly, not daring to look at him.

"It can be regarded as waking up, okay, great."

The villagers gathered around, with joy on their faces.

Hu San'er said: "Zhao Qian, I have to thank you, husband."

Otherwise, who the hell will blow you a rotten ghost.

Zhao Qian felt his head swell very painfully. He propped himself up and sat up. Looking at the coarse shorts that everyone was wearing, he instinctively told him that he had come to a strange place.

"Fulang? What Fulang? What kind of place is this?"

The villagers looked at each other: "Zhao Qian, you are stupid! This is Shangyu Village!"

"Shangyu Village..." Zhao Qian repeated, his mind went blank.

At this time, a man suddenly ran up on the beach: "Everyone, go and fasten the fishing boat more firmly, the waves are crashing fiercely!"

When the fishermen heard this, they left him and hurried towards one direction. For a while, only Zhao Qian and his husband were left on the beach.

Zhao Qian stared intently at the rushing waves. He remembered that he and a group of brothers went out to sea to fish, but encountered a strong storm and the boat was swept into the sea. He clearly remembered the feeling of suffocation and the lack of oxygen. Eyelids can't help but feel like they're closing down.

Why didn't he die?

He tugged at his long hair, and the drenched gray cloth short brown, wondering in his heart, could it be that he had time-traveled?If it wasn't like this, then where did he get his long hair, and... a well-looking husband.

Touching his numb mouth, he felt a strange feeling.

He squeezed the Jingming acupoint, he is not dead now, but his body is someone else's, so can he go back?

He raised his head and glanced at the young man standing beside him. He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with wheat-colored skin and delicate features. He was very sunny, but his complexion was cold.

He is already in his thirties, and this cheap husband looks like he treats his younger brother. Thinking about it this way, the strange feeling in his heart disappeared a lot.

Zhao Qian has been sizing up Brother Zhou, but the young man has been looking away with a cold face, standing motionless.

Brother Zhou could actually feel his gaze, and his back couldn't help but feel a little chilly. Usually, when he touched him with his fingers, people would immediately turn their faces and curse at others. He hated himself for touching him. Now the two of them are so intimate He must be disgusted by the matter, because of the face of the villagers, it is not easy to swear or beat him, or it may be that he has just walked through the gate of hell and has not recovered.

The lightning from the sky tore a hole in the dark sea, and the bean-sized raindrops fell densely. Zhou Geer saw that he had not moved, wiped his wet face, turned around without saying a word. Go in the direction of home.

Zhao Qian sat on the ground and watched him leave. This stranger, should he follow the boy?

Brother Zhou has been paying attention to the movement behind him. After walking for a short distance, he didn't hear the sound of people walking, so he turned around. Zhao Qian was still sitting where he was, with his eyes downcast and his mouth tightly pursed. He didn't know what he was thinking. .

"Do you want to go home!"

Hearing the hoarse voice, Zhao Qian got up from the ground as if he had received some kind of permission, and walked towards Brother Zhou against the rain.

When the two arrived home, they were completely drenched. Zhao Qian had already jumped in the sea, and there was no dry place on his body. He entered the so-called home, and the small house was very simple.

But fortunately, it can withstand some wind and waves outside. Compared with the dizzy darkness, it is inexplicably reassuring to be in this room.

After entering the house, Brother Zhou ran upstairs with two buckets in hand. He wandered around the downstairs twice, not knowing what to do, so he climbed up the stairs in the dark.

The rain hadn't caught up just now, but now the roof was dripping with water, and the rain was still dripping, making a tick-tock sound as it hit the floor.

Brother Zhou caught the rain with a bucket and basin, and was kneeling on the ground to wipe the floor with a dry handkerchief. There were not so many dry handkerchiefs at home, so he had to suck up the water before twisting them into the wooden bucket.

He worked hard, and if the water soaked through the planks and flowed downstairs, he would not be able to sleep well at night.After he wiped it for a long time, he suddenly looked up and saw Zhao Qian standing at the stairs and looking at him.

His hands trembled without a trace, and he chased after him without changing his clothes. He probably wanted to beat him up. He lowered his eyes and knelt on the ground.

Seeing his resignation, Zhao Qian felt a little strange: "Is there still a handkerchief?"

Brother Zhou looked up at him, as if he couldn't understand what he said.

"If you don't have it, you don't have it. Why don't you talk?" Zhao Qian said, taking off his coarse cloth jacket, wringing out the water in front of the bucket, and then squatting down to wipe the floor.

He felt that this cheap man was a bit strange, if he hadn't heard him speak, he would have thought he was dumb.He can talk but doesn't communicate with him, and has a hard temper, as if he hates himself and seems to be afraid of himself.

Seeing that he was wet all over, and his clothes were attached to his thin body, his physique seemed worrying.

"Go change into dry clothes, don't get sick!"

He didn't speak very well, and he habitually took on an orderly tone, which was the temper he had left behind when he was the leader of the gangster for many years.

Brother Zhou knelt on the ground and did not move.

"Hurry up. I'll wipe the rest."

Now Brother Zhou stood up, his knees felt numb after kneeling for too long, his legs softened due to inertia, and he fell forward.

Zhao Qian had quick eyes and quick hands, and grabbed him with one hand. Before he could reprimand him habitually, Brother Zhou pushed him away first, and ran downstairs with a thud.

He was standing upstairs, his hands still stiff in place, is there a difference between male and female?