Fisherman

Zhao Qian and Hu San'er braved the rain and did not go any further down the mountainside.

The sea water has spread to the mountain, and the dwarf plants are completely submerged by the sea water at this time. Zhao Qian glanced into the distance, and the water was all watery: "It's hard to get out of the mountain, not to mention going back to the village."

Hu San'er poked his waist: "The shipwreck this time is much worse than the one more than ten years ago. The water has risen so high. I don't know when it will subside."

"Whether the sea water will retreat or not, but we are indeed trapped on the mountain now." Zhao Qian touched the rainwater on his vest: "Xiayu Village is the nearest village to our village, will they Come to Shangyu Village, when the time comes, we will call for help on the mountain?"

Hu San'er quickly waved his hand: "Don't expect the people in Xiayu Village to take care of us."

"Why?" It's a villager anyway, although it's not a village, but there should be some human touch.

Seeing his ignorance, Hu San'er said awkwardly, "Have you forgotten? When you went to Xiayu Village to block roads and collect tolls, but was sent back by the head of Xiayu Village calling a group of men, The villagers of the two villages had a big fight and almost fought."

Zhao Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, the original body really left him a lot of good things, he said angrily: "There are such things..."

Hu San'er comforted: "Actually, it's none of your business. I heard people from the older generation say that Shangyu Village and Xiayu Village used to be one village called Yucun, and the main livelihood of the village was fishing. However, there are many people who died while fishing. Everyone knows that this is a dangerous guy who depends on the sky for his food. Over time, he is reluctant to fish and wants to farm. It is a saline-alkali land, so the villagers started to fight for the land, fought and gradually divided into two parties."

"The crops couldn't be planted well during the scramble. After several scrambles, some people couldn't bear to go on like this, so they moved away from the fishing village and settled in the section near the sea. They specialized in fishing for a living. The fishing village is divided into two villages, Shangyu Village and Xiayu Village. Although they are separated, the grievances between the two villages have never been broken. The village has always been like this."

Hu San'er sighed: "There was a shipwreck more than ten years ago. At that time, some villagers went to ask for help, but they were all driven out."

After listening, Zhao Qian suddenly remembered the indifference of Xiayu Village when he went to the market, and now he understands the origin of it.

"Since there have been shipwrecks before, why not relocate the village elsewhere and insist on guarding the sea?"

"Not to mention that the villagers have developed feelings for living by the sea, and they don't know where to build the village for a while."

Zhao Qian let out a long breath, and what he said was right, if there was a good place to go, he would not stick to one place.

He patted Hu San'er's wet shoulder, and he couldn't think of a way out in the rain all the time: "Go back."

The two felt a little heavy, and they walked through the woods hand in hand, the water droplets accumulated on the tree fell down and hit the neckline, making people shiver from the cold.

"The weather is getting colder and colder. If the water doesn't recede, we may spend the winter on the mountain."

Hu San'er was panting a little while climbing the mountain, and said without thinking: "It's not so easy for the living."

"There's always a way."

The two complained to each other a few words, and comforted each other. When they returned to the cave, everyone asked how the situation below was.

Hu San'er described what the two of them saw to everyone. After hearing this, everyone's faces became very solemn, and they leaned against the cave wall in a slump, and some women even sobbed softly.

Brother Zhou and Hu Lingling sat together to warm up by the fire, and when he saw someone coming back, he quickly gave Zhao Qian the thick winter coat.

When leaving the cave, he specially took off his thick clothes and put them in the cave, fearing that the clothes would all get wet. At this time, he touched the clothes and was warmed by Brother Zhou.

There were some young girls and boys in the cave. He walked a little further inside and turned a corner. The light couldn't come in. It was pitch black. No one wanted to be in it. He just took off his soaked coat. , Change into thick clothes.

He changed his clothes and came out, and everyone had already started eating the food they had brought.It's just that the harmonious atmosphere just now became dull. Everyone seemed to have drawn a piece of land automatically. The family sat in a pile, and no one paid attention to the rest.

Looking around, everyone more or less had something to eat. The steamed buns were probably brought with them when they were running. Looking at it like this, he and Hu San'er didn't bring food up the mountain.

Everyone was like a stranger, eating with their heads down, and no one cared about him standing in the middle of the cave.

Zhao Qian shook her head indiscriminately. In fact, it is not surprising that everyone is caring about themselves at this time, but just now they were still talking to Hu San'er, and the words were kind, and now they turned their faces and refused to recognize anyone.

He walked up to Brother Zhou, stroked his hair, and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

Brother Zhou, who was sitting on the ground, glanced at the indifferent folks and shook his head.

How could he not be hungry, he said: "Actually, we also brought food, did you forget?"

Brother Zhou raised his head in confusion: "What?"

"Wait." After he finished speaking, he got up and went into the place where he changed his clothes just now, groping in the dark to take out the things in the space. It was the half chicken that was left over from eating at home.

There is only half a chicken, which weighs more than two catties. There are four of them, and it is definitely not enough to eat, but it is good to have something to fill their stomachs.

When he went out, Brother Zhou looked at the familiar half chicken and was very surprised: "When did you get it?"

Zhao Qian didn't explain too much: "I brought it when I packed it."

Although Brother Zhou was a little suspicious, he had more smiles on his face.

Zhao Qian called over to Hu San'er: "There's only half a chicken, stewed or roasted?"

Hu San'er smiled brightly: "Stew, stew can also drink a few mouthfuls of soup to fill your stomach."

Zhao Qian agreed to Hu San'er's proposal, and took the chicken outside to wash it. There is a stream on the mountain, but it's a little far away from the cave. It's raining again, and the clothes have to get wet when going out. Luckily, Brother Zhou used the cave. The broken pot in the kitchen was filled with water, and he used some water to wash the chicken, poured the rest of the water into the pot on the stove, and put the chicken in it to simmer.

In addition to some pots, pans and pans that the village chief asked to put in the cave, there is also salt, which is produced near the sea, and salt is very cheap. No matter whether it is Shangyu Village or Xiayu Village, both villages are not short of salt.

Hu San'er found some salt and sprinkled it into the pot. Watching the soup in the pot tumbling, the aroma slowly came out. Without other seasonings, the taste of the boiled chicken soup was pure pheasant, and it was still very fragrant. .

The smell wafted in the cave, and the villagers swallowed subconsciously, turning their eyes to the pot.But no one was ashamed to go there, after all, the food was shared with others just now.

After about half an hour, the chicken was cooked through.

Hu San'er and Hu Lingling didn't bring out any food, but the only consolation was that they took a knife or a sickle.

"I'm afraid it's not easy to cut." He washed the knife outside the cave for more than ten minutes, and it was dripping with water when he took it in.

Zhao Qian took the knife over: "It's better than nothing."

The curved sickle is not good at cutting meat. After tossing for a long time, everyone's mouths were almost hungry, but the meat was not divided well. Zhao Qian returned the knife to Hu San'er: "It's better than nothing."

"I have a knife here." Just as the four people stared at the meat and didn't know what to do, a hoarse voice sounded.

At first glance, it was the master of the ox cart.

The bullock cart master looked lovingly at the granddaughter who was huddled beside him, and his voice sounded again: "As long as I give a piece to my granddaughter, I will give you a knife."

Zhao Qian looked at the little girl, her big eyes blinked from time to time, she seemed to want to eat chicken too.

"to make."

Zhao Qian went to get the knife, picked off the chicken, divided it into four portions, gave two portions to Hu San'er and his siblings, and kept two portions.

He gave his little sister some of his share, and there was only half a bowl left.

Brother Zhou hurriedly replaced the half-bowl of chicken with himself, and gave the extra bowl to Zhao Qian.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Qian stretched out his hand and told Brother Zhou to return him. He just wanted to eat less, and it was impossible to starve his own people.

Brother Zhou insisted: "My legs and feet are inconvenient, so I can't go out to find food. It doesn't matter if I eat less."

"No." Zhao Qian said firmly.

At this time, Hu Lingling came over with a bowl: "Brother Zhao, eat mine, I don't eat much."

Zhao Qian frowned, what was all this for, he glared at Hu San'er, and Hu San'er knew his virtue, so he said: "Lingling, come here, let the two of them chat."

Hu Lingling bit her lip, listened to what her elder brother said, and walked back with her head down.

Zhao Qian sighed, seeing that Brother Zhou didn't move his mouth, he had no choice but to evenly mix the meat in the two bowls: "It's the same amount now, let's eat."

Brother Zhou couldn't be more stubborn, after all, he was really hungry.

The two quietly ate meat side by side. In fact, Zhao Qian gave more than one piece of meat to the little sister. She and the bullock cart master had been sitting in the corner. I specially gave a little more, so that both the grandpa and grandson can eat.

He looked over from time to time, the ox cart master didn't eat meat, he coaxed his little sister to eat all of it.Looking away, he glanced at Brother Zhou, if only Brother Zhou was so easy to coax.

Brother Zhou noticed his gaze, and stopped moving his mouth: "What?"

"Nothing, do you want some soup?"

Just now he put the chicken bones that he picked out into the pot to boil again, and the soup became more and more fragrant at this time.

Brother Zhou said: "I'll go to Sheng."

He didn't stop them, and the two of them went to serve the soup together. When the soup was ready, he hesitated for a while, and asked Brother Zhou to fill another bowl. Before he could say anything, Brother Zhou took the bowl to the cart Master is there.

Brother Zhou hardly talked to others, so he gave the bowl to the bullock cart master, turned around and came back without saying anything.

There was an undisguised smile in Zhao Qian's eyes: "How do you know who I served it for?"

"You have looked at their grandpa and grandson several times."

Brother Zhao felt as if a flower was blooming in his heart, and he grabbed Brother Zhou's shoulders: "You are indeed a member of my Zhao family, so smart."

Zhou Ge'er blushed, he was a little unable to figure out the meaning of Zhao Qian's words.