“...... When I was six or seven years old, I followed some children in the village who were about the same age, catching crabs by the lake, and there were a lot of crabs...... Sometimes, under a rock, as soon as you open it, there are several crabs hidden underneath, catch the crabs and take them home, my mother, just steam them for me to eat, the taste is fresh and ......."

The old fisherman said, with a smile on his face, squeezing out some folds, and then the smile faded again,

“...... After that, I began to go to the lake, and followed my father on the lake, fishing, and I watched the lake, a little bit smaller...... It also watched me, growing up little by little.

Now, I'm old, it seems to be old, so old that my body has shrunk, and I can't support so many people anymore......"

As he spoke, the old fisherman fell silent again,

Glancing at the old fisherman, Lian Ge didn't say much, turned his gaze, looked through the door of the hall, and looked into the distance,

In the hall, it became more and more quiet, only the mountain breeze passed through the door of the hall from time to time, lingering in the hall.

......

Outside the house, the sunset on the other side of the mountain in the distance has been blocked by the mountain, and only the sunset is still reflected in the west.

Nearby, a few cooking smoke rose from every house, and under the light of a lit lamp, a family was busy with dinner.

“...... When I was young, I followed my father out on the boat, and every time I came back, whether morning or evening, my mother was at home, and she would always light the candles.

My mother said, so that when we come back, we will see our home as soon as we enter the village...... My father also told me that when he saw the lights in the house from afar, his heart was reassured, because ah, home, it was not far away.

When I was younger, I thought that even if I didn't have to turn on the lights, I could see home from afar...... Later, I slowly understood that when the light was on, there were people waiting at home, and the wind and waves on the lake seemed to be blocked by this light. ”

The old fisherman sat on his stool, looked into the distance, and then turned his head to look at the lights in the hall.

“...... In the past, when there were waves on this lake, my father and I would go home at night, and my mother would always stand in the yard and wait, and when my father and I dragged ourselves home, she wouldn't ask, she just told us, saying that the hot water had been boiled, so let's go take a hot shower and change our clothes......

Later, I married my daughter-in-law, and when I went out on the boat, my daughter-in-law and her son were always waiting. ”

As he spoke, the old fisherman paused,

“...... Later, my father became ill, and the day before I left, I squatted in front of his bed, and he opened his mouth and told me that he wanted me to take him to the lake and to the boat again......

You say, he can't let go of the lake, the boat, or the lights on the way home from the lake......"

The old fisherman looked out of the hall and said,

Lian Ge looked at the lights lit up in the village, just listened quietly, and didn't say anything.

“...... At that time, my mother had already gone. At first, I thought that burying my father on the other side of the mountain would allow him to continue looking at the lake.

Later, I buried him on this side of the mountain, with my mother, although I couldn't see the lake on the other side of the mountain, but I could see the lights in the house ...... here."

The old fisherman spoke aloud, and the sound of his words echoed with the mountain wind that poured into the hall, and then drifted away into the distance with the mountain wind.

......

“...... Old man, I've boiled some hot water for you in the pot, and you can wash yourself with some water, and change into dry clothes, so you should be more comfortable. ”

The old lady came out of the backyard and shouted to the old fisherman,

"Ah, yes. ”

The old fisherman answered, and stood up with a smile,

"Sit down, young man, and I'll leave for a while. ”

Turning around, the old fisherman said to Lian Ge,

Lian Ge smiled and nodded.

The old fisherman turned around, and walked towards the backyard.

......

The hall was quieter.

Retracting his gaze, Lian Ge looked through the door of the hall and looked at the nearby houses with lights on.

The sunset in the west has dissipated, replaced by night, and in the village, the smoke of every household gradually disperses, replaced by the trivial words brought by the gust of breeze,

The family is eating, talking about some of the family's shortcomings, the things in the fields,

On the village road, you can still see some people in the village, holding rice bowls, chatting with neighbors while eating.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak......"

The mouse on the shoulder also stands on its forelimbs and turns its head,

"yes, it's quiet. Lian Ge looked at it, smiled slightly, and responded.

In the village, the trivial words that came from time to time added a bit of silence.

......

“...... Young man, try it, as far as the craftsmanship at home is not as good as the outside, and I don't know if it suits your taste. ”

At the dining table, Lian Ge and the old fisherman, the old lady and the old couple were sitting around, and there was an iron bowl and bowl of tofu and roasted fish on the table, which was steaming, and there were two dishes of stir-fried vegetables next to it.

The old lady smiled and greeted Lian Ge and said.

When Lian Ge heard this, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish.

The fish meat is chopped into some large pieces, and it is still wrapped in a layer of oil, stained with some pickled pepper and ginger, overflowing with bursts of sour and hot taste.

put it in a bowl and sandwiched a small piece of fish meat without thorns, Lian Ge tasted it,

"It tastes good. ”

"It's good if you don't dislike it, we don't have anything to ......entertain in this place," the old lady listened, and said with a smile, "Young man, I won't be polite to you, you can just take care of yourself, and you can eat whatever you want." ”

Hearing this, Lian Ge nodded with a smile, and then responded,

On the side, the old fisherman looked at it with a smile, also held chopsticks, sandwiched the chopsticks and fish, and tasted it.

"After so many years, it still tastes like this, delicious ......"

Smiling, the old fisherman said,

The old lady listened, smiled on her face, and also took chopsticks to eat,

"It's just that the fish caught today is a grass carp, and there are a lot of spines, young man, when you eat it, be careful. ”

......

"Old man, are you going out tomorrow?"

"I won't go tomorrow, I see that the grass in the field is growing a little badly, tomorrow, I'll go and pull out the grass." ”

"Then tomorrow, I'll go with you. ”

"Becoming ......"

In the hall, under the lamplight, the old fisherman and the old lady talked about trivial things,

A few moths flew around the incandescent lamps hanging from the roof of the hall.

The voices intertwined and echoed in the hall.

"Young man, do you want to serve dinner, I'll serve you some. ”

The old lady turned her head again and greeted,

"Don't bother the old man, I'll serve it myself. ”

Lian Ge smiled and said.

"That's it, the rice is on the stove. ”

The old lady smiled and answered.

"Knock Knock ......"

At this moment, at the door of the open hall, a figure appeared,

One hand held a large bowl, and the other hand gently buckled the door of the hall,

Hearing this, the old lady and the old fisherman turned their heads,

"Lao Qiu...... Eating it?"

The person who came smiled and walked into the hall with the big sea bowl,

"The third child of the Tan family, you are ......" The old fisherman stood up,

"Isn't this a dumpling at home? Thinking about it, I brought some to Lao Qiu. ”

As he spoke, he put the bowl with the sea in his hand on the table.

"What do you do so politely......

"Eh, Lao Qiu, let me go, these dumplings just out of the pot are still hot, don't be hot." ”

As he spoke, he put the bowl of dumplings on the table.

"Lao Qiu, then you eat slowly, I'll go back first, and I'll come over to get the bowl tomorrow." ”

After putting the dumplings down, the visitor turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall again.