Chapter 42 The Ferryman
It's just that after meeting the old man's kind eyes, he immediately changed the topic.
"Grandpa Zhang, there are many people today, I crossed the river to my sister's house. ”
This old man is also a miserable old man, he has lived on this ship all his life, even if he has three sons, but the three sons have their own families, since his wife is gone, his son and daughter-in-law don't come to see him much, it's just when he doesn't exist.
Back then, when her grandfather told her this, she still didn't believe it, after all, there are so many unfilial people in this world.
It wasn't until the old man was seriously ill and died on the ship that she knew that there was really no conscience and no filial piety in this world.
"I've been running a few times in the morning, and there's no one here, so I'll send you there if you're in a hurry. ”
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not in a hurry, it's okay to wait a little longer. ”
Hearing the old man's words, Luo Xiaohua waved her hand, this person has so much money when there are fewer people, and so much money when there are more people, why should she let an old man run back and forth.
Seriously, at this point, it's not too early, it's not too late, and it's really hard to wait for a few more people.
I know what the girl in front of me is worried about, isn't it just that I am afraid that he will suffer!
After the old man took a puff of dry tobacco, he began to chatter.
"It's okay, there aren't many people on the boat now, many of them have crossed the bridge, and my body lasts a few days. ”
"I'm not in a hurry, just wait for one more, Grandpa Zhang's health is very good, and it is not a problem to live a long life. ”
The old man's words sounded really sad.
Others say that working people are the strongest, but that is also labor within their means, not overwork.
There is wind and rain in this river, the cold winter is scorching, even a young man can't last long, not to mention that this old man has lasted for decades, and his body has already reached the limit, if it weren't for that belief, he would have returned to his hometown a long time ago.
I heard my grandfather say that they crossed the river at that time from a plank bridge, and when the river was swollen, the bridge would be easily washed away. Also, when crossing the river, if you are not careful, people will be washed away.
It was because of this that Grandpa Zhang came up with the idea of struggling the boat, and this bracing is decades, and it is more reluctant.
"You little girl's mouth is sweet, I'm old, I can't last a few more years, you can sit once, and when I retire, there will definitely be no one to support this boat." ”
As the old man spoke, two cloudy eyes looked at the calm surface of the river.
At first, many people didn't understand, why did he, a strong young man, come to hold the boat?
It's not that he doesn't want to explain, but he has explained many times, and others think that he is a bit of a high hat for himself, so he doesn't say much and quietly acts as a ferryman.
Only now, looking at the bridge over the river, and the increasing number of tricycles, bicycles, and even cars.
With so many means of transportation, there is no longer any need to worry that someone will not be able to cross the river, go to school, or be swept away by the flood when crossing the river.
As if he had completed his mission, the breath in the old man's heart melted.
"Hey......"
The old man's words are indeed true, this ferry will indeed be eliminated by the society at a certain time, maybe few people can remember this river, there was once an unknown ferryman.
Time passed little by little, still did not cross the river, and the dry tobacco in his hand was also smoking, the old man got up and patted his buttocks, tidied up a pair, put the towel resting on the side of the boat on his shoulder, and shouted at Luo Xiaohua.
"Girl, get on the boat, I've kept you waiting. ”
"Grandpa Zhang, why don't you wait?" Luo Xiaohua also felt really embarrassed.
"Let's go, we ferrymen, we are destined to be people. ”
With that, the old man was ready to start with the oars.
"Boatman, boatman, wait a minute......"
Just as the ship was about to move, someone shouted in the distance.
Luo Xiaohua saw that it was a few students wearing the same color.
Yes, there is a teacher's college across the river, and if you cross the river, you can get there in a few steps, and if you walk, you have to go around in a big circle to get there. In addition, there is a high school that crosses the river, about an hour's walk, and many people have to cross the river every time they go to school.
The old man also heard it and paddled directly close to the shore without moving.
"Thank you, thank you......"
They were all a few energetic teenagers, and while thanking them repeatedly, they also consciously put the money in the box at the bow of the boat.
After a few people stood firm, the old man began rowing.
"The small bamboo row in the middle reaches of the river, the towering green mountains on both sides of the river, the eagle spreads its wings and flies, even if the wind and rain are sudden, the burden of revolution is on the shoulders, and the party's teachings are kept in mind......"
Hearing this familiar rowing song, Luo Xiaohua also hummed.
Not to mention, this minor key, accompanied by the old man's movements, really has a sense of beat.
Everyone in the boatload did not speak, quietly listening to the old man singing.
After the boat started, there were a few people waiting on the other side of the river, and it seemed that the business was still a little, and if there was no one, the old man would not have confidence.
However, many people who take the boat are folks on both sides of the strait, and they are also very familiar with the elderly, or they are not on the boat, but a feeling!
And for those young boys and girls, it is time to ride, after all, you can only take the car in a big circle, and it is better to take the car directly on the opposite side after taking the boat.
Because there are ferrymen here, there are also tricyclers on the other side of the river waiting for business to come to your door.
After getting off the boat and saying goodbye to the old man, Luo Xiaohua went to her sister's house.
The banks of the river are all five or six storey high-rise buildings, and there is a station here, seriously, this is a good place to do business, but the rent is a bit high, and she can't get it out at the moment anyway.
However, she plans to encourage her sister to let her come out and do business.
Cross the road and walk for another half an hour to the factory gate.
This factory is currently the largest factory in Nancheng, and ordinary people can't get in, and many people are inheriting their father's business, and there are people who go into it.
However, due to the change, the factory was changed from state-owned to privately owned after three years, and many people were laid off, including her brother-in-law's family of three.
Seriously, I don't blame the factory, after all, other people's benefits are too poor, and it is understandable that they can't survive.
So, for the sake of her sister's future, she had to let her move out of the factory and start her own business.
Outside their factory, it's not bad to be a grocery store or a breakfast shop, but there are a lot of people coming and going here, plus there are many acquaintances, so the business is definitely not far off.
Nowadays, many people still think that only the iron rice bowl is the right way, and they don't know how to grasp the right time.