Fisherman

The sunshine in late autumn is completely different from the viciousness of summer, as if the hostility has been reduced, it becomes warmer.

Zhao Qian lay barefoot on the beach, with his hands resting on the back of his head, and a broken straw hat covering his face.

"Hey, don't fall asleep here! Don't let me go fishing in the sea, just stay here to bask in the sun with you?"

Hu San'er glanced at the calm person beside him, thinking that his laziness had come up again.

After a while, Zhao Qian said indiscriminately: "I quarreled with him."

Hu San'er brought out a wine jar, raised his head and took a sip, then turned his head in surprise: "With whom?"

"There are only two people in my family, who can it be!" Zhao Qian sat up in disgust, snatched the wine jar, and poured it into his mouth.

Hu San'er opened his mouth slightly, his eyes narrowed: "With Brother Zhou's temper, you can even quarrel with him?"

"It would be nice if he could swear a few words, but he doesn't speak!" Zhao Qian smashed the wine jar on the sand in a muffled voice.

Hu San'er laughed dryly: "I've never been married before, and I don't know about those things."

Zhao Qian fell down on the beach again. He must have lost his mind before talking to Hu San'er. As far as his character used to be, no matter how big things were, he would digest them by himself, or rotten in his heart. Emotional matters are messed up and I can't help myself.

He scolded irritably: "You are such an old man, how long do you want to wait if you don't get married yet!"

Hu San'er scratched the back of his head, blushing: "I think so too, but I haven't met the right one yet."

Zhao Qian shook his head. The weather is good today, and there are already many fishing boats on the sea, and there is no way to relieve the depression in his heart. He stood up and patted the sand on his buttocks: "Stop talking, I'm going out to sea."

Hu San'er stood up holding the wine jar: "How can you say that once you come out, you go out!"

Zhao Qian ignored Hu San'er, pushed the boat out and rowed the oars, and floated out to sea. On the sea, he could meet fishermen from the village. He rowed the boat forward and passed by a boat. There was an old man standing on the boat. Son, who was casting a net, saw him passing by, and called to him: "Zhao Qian, where are you going?"

"I'll go farther away."

"Be careful not to run too far, no one will catch you if the boat capsizes!" The old man joked twice.

Zhao Qian didn't bother to talk to him, so she used her arms to row the boat faster.After a while, the fishing boat disappeared, so he rowed slowly, ready to go to the small island where he fished last time.

In fact, it is very reasonable for fishermen not to go out to the far sea. When they leave the sea area of ​​Shangyu Village, the wind and waves on the sea are indeed stronger, and there is no shadow of a fishing boat in the endless sea water, which will inevitably cause certain psychological problems. Those who are under pressure and have poor psychological quality will easily lose the ability to set up a boat, and accidents will easily occur.

Relying on the route in his memory, when he found the small island, he was surprised to find that the small island was obviously half smaller than last time. The big rocks before were big and wide, and now there was only a small hat-like top. child.The sea water rises and falls sometimes, which makes sense. Besides, it rained heavily a few days ago, so it’s not surprising that the water has risen a little, but why hasn’t the area in Shangyu Village risen?

He docked the boat on the edge of the small island, he landed on the small island, looked at the top, the previous kelp was still there, not only that, there were some corals on the flat ground above, but they were all broken into pieces, He also picked up two sea cucumbers and a few oysters one after another around.

He felt a little strange that these sea goods would not come to such a high place by themselves, unless they were swept up by the waves, which must be very rough waves.

He always felt a little uneasy.

However, apart from the strong wind, the sea is clear now, which is quite reassuring, especially when a soaring bird occasionally flies over the blue sky, it feels very peaceful.

He took out some fishing gear from the space, and first put three ground cages down. He didn't cast a big net in. Now the wind is a little strong, and the boat swayed more fiercely than he did last time. Fishing in this era is not It is underdeveloped, so there are a lot of fish. He is afraid that there will be too many fish in one net, and he will not be able to pull the net out. At that time, all the fish will struggle to swim into the water and capsize the boat.

He is not bad at swimming, but he is not confident that he can swim back to the coast from this sea.I simply put a few ground cages to see the effect, and then I picked kelp on the reef that had shrunk a lot.

Taking time, he picked more than half of the box of kelp and began to collect the net. Having a ground cage is indeed much more convenient than fishing before. When he lifts up a cage, there are twice as many lively fish in it than last time. They are all small fish, and the big fish can't get in. Although the time of putting the ground cage is not long, but there are many fish, so the harvest is not bad.

The fish in the three ground cages are all about the same, mostly big-headed and small sea fish, followed by other types of sea fish. I didn’t catch a single moray eel today, but there are new products, just a few crabs with thick shells, which are bigger than the palm of your hand. Some, they are considered plump. Although the shells are more and less meat, the meat is delicious.

He was in a much better mood. He packed up his stuff and went back to the boat, swaying the oars and heading back. The boat was swaying a lot all the way on board. It wasn't until he returned to the waters of Shangyu Village that the boat calmed down a lot.

When he got back to the shore, he tied up the boat and looked up with his waist down. At this time, there were many fishermen collecting the boat. He searched for a figure among the crowd in twos and threes. He wanted to see it, but was worried about seeing it. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he didn't see it.

"Have you received the ship?"

Hearing the questioning voice, he turned around and found the old man he met today at sea standing behind him. He had no memory of this person at all, so he responded with a nasal voice.

Facing his indifference, the old man had no intention of leaving, and kept pulling him to chat: "You caught so many fish! There are still a lot of kelp, where did you catch it?"

Zhao Qian moved the fish cage and kelp out of the boat without any concealment: "Out of the fishing village's waters, there is a small rocky island to the east, where the kelp is picked, and the fish are also caught there."

"It's dangerous to be so far away." While envious of his big fish, the old man also showed fear towards the distant sea.

After a while, a young man ran up to the shore, "Father, the boat is closed, how is the harvest today?"

Zhao Qian looked at the visitor, and seemed to have a little impression that when he woke up on the beach, there seemed to be this young man among the crowd.He used to be a gangster, and he seemed to have a strong ability to distinguish people with bad moral character, but this young man had one trouser leg rolled up and the other dragged, and his face was too obvious.

He didn't want to have more conversations with this kind of person, so he packed his things and prepared to leave.

"Hey, hey, isn't this Zhao Qian?" Xue Yao suddenly grabbed his basket: "Hey, are you the one who caught these fish?"

Zhao Qian turned away and knocked off the hand on the basket: "Is there a problem?"

Xue Yao laughed: "No problem, I see you can eat so much kelp?"

With that said, he picked up a handful of kelp again.

Zhao Qian still doesn't understand that he wants to ask for some kelp to eat, but it has nothing to do with him if he wants to eat it. If he is afraid of death and dare not go to sea, don't eat it.

"I don't need you to worry about that." He snatched back the kelp, put it in the basket, and then bumped away Xue Yao, who was standing in front of him, and headed towards home.

Xue Yao let out a bluff, rubbed his painful shoulder, and spat at Zhao Qian's back: "Isn't it just that I caught a few more fish? It looks like something."

The old man Xue Wei said: "But it's strange, why is this lazy man so diligent all of a sudden, he dared to venture out of the fishing village's waters to go fishing. It stands to reason that he should be more careful when he overturns the boat."

"Tch, what is he doing if he's not afraid of death, it's even better if he's dead, and it's just a matter of time to ask his Zhou brother to come to our house." Xue Yao smiled obscenely.

Old man Xue scolded: "Are you promising? It's not good to be a big girl with yellow flowers. Look at a married brother."

"What do you know!" Xue Yao said dissatisfiedly about his father, he didn't know that the last time Zhao Qian capsized, Zhou Ge'er was blowing on him like Meng Lang, how could a big girl like Huang Hua have such vigor.

When Zhao Qian returned home, Brother Zhou was collecting kelp in front of the house. He opened his mouth, but he still didn't speak. He put the kelp on the ground and went to the back of the house with the sea fish.

When he came out, Brother Zhou had already gone back to the house. He stood outside the house with his waist in his arms, sighed, and took the kelp under the eaves.

When he bent his back to sieve the water out of the basket, he heard Brother Zhou calling out to Brother Zhao at the door of the house. He thought he had heard it wrong, and when he raised his head, Brother Zhou brought a jug of wine in front of him.

"For me?"

Brother Zhou nodded.

He reached out and took it. The heavy jar should be full of wine. He couldn't help wondering: "Where did you get the wine?"

Brother Zhou suddenly lowered his head: "I asked the bullock cart master to bring it back for me."

As he said that, he added another sentence: "Last time you sterilized the wine for me, I will call you again and return it to you."

"I don't like drinking that much." After saying that, Brother Zhou's face changed, and he knew he had said something wrong. His tone was blunt and he just wanted to explain that he would not drink too much in the future. Unexpectedly, he changed again when he said it. smell.

He shook the wine jar, and quickly said, "Thank you then."

Brother Zhou responded lightly, turned around and went into the house.Zhao Qian stood in place with the wine in hand, looking at the skinny boy. Does this mean that he is not angry and reconciled?

"Little rain."

"Huh?" Brother Zhou turned his head and looked at him.

There was a smile on his face: "It's nothing, let's have a drink together at night!"

Brother Zhou didn't want to disturb his interest, but when he remembered what happened last time, he blushed: "You drink it, me, I don't like drinking it very much."