Fisherman

At night, Zhao's family lit a small oil lamp, and the grayish-yellow light illuminated the small house in a special and warm way.

There was a pot of chowder soup and a jar of wine on the small table in the main room. Zhao Qian, who said he didn't like wine that much, couldn't help opening the wine given by Brother Zhou. The ones that come are more intense and less water is added, so the price must be much more expensive.

"You really don't want to drink?" He drank a bowl by himself.

Brother Zhou shook his head.

He didn't force it, but just said casually: "You are so cute when you're drunk."

Brother Zhou paused with his chopsticks, and his ears were a little red: "Don't make fun of me about that again."

"It was."

He picked up a piece of fish and put it in Brother Zhou's bowl, and saw his face move when he chewed vegetables with his lips closed.

"You caught so many fish again today, did you go out to the sea again?" Brother Zhou asked after thinking about it.

"Well, I just took a taxi from the place I went last time."

Brother Zhou looked up at him, saw that he didn't care, and reminded: "The distant sea is too dangerous, don't go so far next time."

He was worried all day today, but he couldn't say anything.

"It's not as dangerous as you think. It's not easy to come back. It's just that when I went to the island today, I discovered..." Before he could finish speaking, the closed door suddenly opened with a bang. The oil lamp was extinguished in an instant, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Brother Zhou stood up abruptly and looked outside, but there was no one there.Zhao Qian also dropped his chopsticks. He was facing the door. The wind blew his hair a little messy. He walked over and patted Brother Zhou on the shoulder: "It's okay, it might be a strong wind."

After finishing speaking, he walked outside the house. The wind outside was really strong, and the loose clothes were blown tightly against his chest. The sea breeze was more salty than usual. Looking at the distant coast, it was dark, and he felt Why has the sea receded so much, and the coastline seems to have moved far away.

For some reason, he always felt uneasy in his heart, just like today on the island, it was even more intense at this moment, instead of going to the shore to find out, he ran back to the back of the house and quietly moved the fish tank into the space.

Brother Zhou didn't know what he was doing, and when he limped over, he saw him running out from the back of the house in a hurry, and ran into the house.

"what happened?"

When Zhao Qian entered the kitchen, there was a sound of pinging, bang bang, and his slightly flustered voice: "Shao Yu, I feel something is wrong, you hurry up and pack something, let's run!"

"Run? What are you running for?" Brother Zhou was a little flustered by what he said. Although he was puzzled, he still obeyed his words and moved towards the back room.

Zhao Qian also ran into the back room, there was nothing valuable inside, he dug out two shabby thick clothes from the broken wooden cabinet, one was put on by himself, and the other was put on by Brother Zhou, right here Suddenly, there was a noisy sound outside the house, like someone beating a gong, and the muffled sound resounded in the night, making people even more restless.

Hearing this voice, Brother Zhou's face became extremely ugly, and he was a little short of breath. He heard this voice once when he was four or five years old, and sometimes it would appear in nightmares. He immediately reacted: " Something is going to happen, Brother Zhao, don't clean up, just go!"

Zhao Qian knew that the worry in his heart had been confirmed, so he didn't pack his things anymore, and ran out of the dark house with Zhou Ge'er supported.

"The tide is receding, and the fish and shrimps in the deep sea are being rolled ashore. It's going to be a shipwreck! Folks, run!" A hoarse voice came from near the coast, resounding throughout Shangyu Village.

At this time, the sound outside became even more chaotic. Shouts, cries, and the sound of gongs intertwined, as if they were about to light up the night sky in Shangyu Village.

"Go to the mountain! It's the mountain where you went to catch pheasants last time!" Zhou Ge'er didn't care about his injured foot at this time. The foot that hadn't touched the ground for a long time was now completely on the ground. He wanted to run faster. But the foot didn't listen, and there was a severe throbbing pain every time I took a step, and the heart-piercing pain came from the sole of the foot.

He ran a few steps and stopped holding his legs: "Brother Zhao, leave me alone, run quickly."

"I don't care about myself, I have to care about you!" Zhao Qian stopped, hugged Brother Zhou, and ran towards the mountain with a pair of long legs.

The night road is not easy to walk, besides, there are shouts everywhere at this time, people are panicking, there are chaotic footsteps everywhere, and the doors of every house are slamming and banging.

A villager lit a torch, and the flame quickly moved towards the other side of the mountain.

Zhao Qian has only been to the mountain once, and the road to the foot of the mountain can be found during the day, but at night, he ran in the dark and followed the direction of the fire.

"Shaoyu, you know the way, show the way!"

"Left, right! Right, Brother Zhao!"

Brother Zhou was also very anxious, especially when Zhao Qian led him slower than others, he felt very sorry: "Brother Zhao, let me go."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Zhao Qian ran forward desperately. If a tsunami rushed over, everyone would die. People like him who have died before are very sorry for their lives, let alone someone they care about and want to protect.

He pressed Brother Zhou's head on his chest: "Brother Zhao will protect you, don't be afraid."

Brother Zhou's nose was sour, and his eyes slowly became sore. In the past, his parents favored his elder brother. He didn't have enough food and clothing at home, and he had to do the most work every day. All he got in return was scolding and more demands. No matter how difficult the life is, he never wants to cry, and often he feels that he is a man.

But Zhao Qian wanted to be nice to him, let the solid barrier he built crumble to the ground, and make him feel that something is possible. He really doesn't want to die, and even more so after having his words.

He hugged his neck tightly, buried his head in his chest, his eyes were wet.

Zhao Qian's physical strength used to be very good, but the original body's body was not so good. When he ran to the foot of the mountain with Brother Zhou in his arms, he was sweating profusely, and his whole body was already dripping with sweat.

The last time I went up the mountain slowly, it took half an hour. This time I was fleeing for my life, but the speed was different, which could take more than ten minutes.

There were several people resting at the foot of the mountain, all of them from the same village, panting heavily, the light of the torches against the forest, they couldn't help but focus on Zhao Qian and the other two.

Facing the eyes of the fellow villagers, Zhou Ge'er's face was hot, and he subconsciously turned his head away and hid it in Zhao Qian's chest.

Zhao Qian took a short breath and noticed everyone's actions and brother Zhou's discomfort. He raised his thick eyebrows and said in a nasty voice, "What are you looking at! Have you seen anyone!"

Several people coughed dryly and turned their heads away.

A villager reminded: "Everyone, hurry up and climb up!"

Everyone didn't dare to take a breather, and couldn't stay any longer, so they hurriedly drilled into the forest.

The path in the mountain forest may not be clearly recognized during the day, let alone at night, and there is no one to guide the path, just try to drill up.

Climbing up a mountain is not like running on flat ground, it is much more tiring.

"Brother Zhao, there are still a lot of villagers behind us, let me down, and I'll go by myself." Brother Zhou really couldn't bear to see Zhao Qian climbing so hard, so he suggested.

"When a tsunami comes, it doesn't just drown the last ones. It will drown all who can."

"But…………"

Brother Zhou hadn't finished speaking when he was suddenly let go.

Zhao Qian supported him and took a breath: "It's not good to hold him like this, it's not easy to climb, be careful, I'll carry you."

Brother Zhou is getting more and more cramped, which is too much of a drag on Zhao Qian.

"Don't be awkward, or we'll all die." Zhao Qian's words were half ordered, half threatened, and Brother Zhou didn't have to resist.

He will carry Brother Zhou on his back, and the sound of huge waves covering the sky from the coast of the village can be heard from a distance in the forest, and everyone on the mountainside has a chill on their backs.

Someone tremblingly said: "The tsunami is coming, the tsunami is really coming!"

The older fishermen here can still remember the shipwreck more than ten years ago, but that time was during the day, the sea water suddenly receded, and a lot of big fish and prawns jumped on the beach. The fishermen were very happy at that time , Thinking it was a gift from God, they flocked to the beach to pick up fish and shrimp.

The seafood that may not be available for ten days is just placed on the beach for everyone to pick up. Everyone has a happy smile on their faces. For picking up seafood, even the villagers quarreled.

It's a pity that the baskets full of seafood were brought home without being enjoyed, and the overwhelming tide swept over. At that time, there were more than a few families in Shangyu Village, but since then, there are not so many people left. Those who can escape before the second arrival of Hainan are considered lucky.

The rustling sound in the mountains and forests became louder, and the people who had felt exhausted and unable to climb suddenly regained their strength. The village has been hit by a tsunami, who knows if it will be covered again, and the sense of survival is aroused The potential of our bodies.

"I don't know if Hu San'er has escaped."

Zhao Qian tried his best to push through the grass, and ran for his life in a panic all the way, but he didn't notice Hu San'er's figure. Now that the tsunami has come, he can't help but feel a little worried, after all, he is his only friend here.

"Brother Hu is strong and strong, and he will definitely be able to escape." Brother Zhou comforted him.

He took a breath: "I hope so."

When climbing to the top of the mountain, the torches were extinguished, and most people were exhausted to the point of collapse.

There are two natural caves on the top of the mountain, and the older generation took everyone there. There was a shipwreck more than ten years ago, and the villagers who escaped went to the top of the mountain and found two sheltered caves. After staying there for half a month, a shipwreck occurred, and the sea water spread to the foot of the mountain. In order to live better, everyone dug and repaired the cave, so they provided a good place for this escape.

Everyone hid in the cave, first heaved a long sigh of relief, and each found a place to sit or lie down. As the night darkened, there were gradually crying sounds, first from women, then from men, and then down. It started to rain heavily, and the sound of the raindrops hitting the mountain forest was much louder than that in the village. It could be said to be noisy, and the crying became weaker.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Zhao Qian was really exhausted. He didn't know where he was lying in the cave. His eyes were already sore. His arms were tightly wrapped around Brother Zhou's shoulders. The voice of the time was already a little fuzzy in his ears.