Chapter 302: Fishing Village
After the ridge, the terrain rises more and more, and when you reach the foot of the mountain, the road under your feet turns into a winding mountain road that can be used by two or three people in parallel.
The trail is scattered with stones and is relatively flat.
The old fisherman led the way, Lian Ge moved his steps, and walked along the mountain road with the old fisherman.
From time to time, some villagers carrying hoes and baskets on their backs passed by the villagers who came home from the fields.
“...... Then Uncle Qiu, I'll go back first. ”
"You're busy. ”
Another villager with some vegetables in his hand walked by, said a few words to the old fisherman, and left.
Lian Ge also followed the old fisherman who led the way, along the mountain road, around the towering hills, and walked to the back of the hills.
"This is our village, young man. ”
The old fisherman led the way, smiling and talking.
On the back of the hill is a valley surrounded by mountains, and beyond the valley, green hills stretch in the distance.
Houses and houses are scattered at the bottom of the valley, connected by a series of winding village roads.
The barking of chickens and dogs, from time to time, reverberated from near and far, with the gust of mountain wind passing through the valley.
Above many people's homes, at this moment, the faint smoke has risen and the lights are lit.
The smoke of the cooking smoke melted into the darkening night, and the lights dispersed the fading night, dotting the village like stars.
Looking at this seemingly quiet village, Lian Ge paused slightly, followed the winding and staggered village road, and looked again,
It's not too enclosed in a village, and at the entrance of the village, a road runs from the village to the top of the hill, connecting the road that surrounds the mountainside above the hill.
“...... Let's go, young man, old man, I have a place to live, and I have to go a little longer. ”
The old fisherman took another step and led the way.
Lian Ge also looked at the village, moved his steps, and walked along the village road with the old fisherman.
“...... If you are in charge, go to the door and pick a few green onions to come in...... Okay. ”
"Qianqian, is it delicious...... How can you be like a child, and you still grab food from your daughter. ”
"Uncle Qiu, you're back from fishing...... Just eat at home, right?"
Lights spilled out from the halls and yards of each house, illuminating the roads in the village.
Under the lights, the mixed words of people everywhere also sounded in Lian Ge's ears with the wind.
From time to time, people greeted the old fisherman.
Looking into the distance, Lian Ge walked, listening quietly, and the old fisherman led the way, smiling, and responding.
Passing a few more lighted yards, houses, the old fisherman paused in front of a yard.
The terrain of the yard is a little sloping, slightly low-lying towards this side of the road,
Behind the courtyard, there are several tiled houses, and in the middle is the hall house.
The door of the hall was now open, and the lights were on, just like everyone else's.
Looking at the hall with the lights on, the old fisherman smiled, carried the bucket, pinched the ginger, and took another step.
"This is it, young man. ”
Lian Ge also followed the old fisherman and walked towards the courtyard.
......
"Old woman, old woman, old woman ......"
The old fisherman came to the door of the hall and shouted twice,
"Coming back?"
There was a voice in the backyard, and immediately after, an old lady wearing an apron walked out of the backyard,
"This is ......"
The old lady stretched out her hand and took the bucket carried by the old fisherman, turned her head, looked at Lian Ge, and asked,
"The tourist passing by, I thought that there was no place to stay nearby, so I asked him to come to the house for a night's rest. ”
The old fisherman pinched the ginger in one hand, took off the hat he was wearing with the other, and hung it by the door, while explaining,
"Excuse me, old man. Lian Ge looked at the old lady and said with a slight smile,
"Don't bother, don't bother, bother what, don't stand at the door, come in and sit ......"
The old lady beckoned,
"In our village, there are no guests on weekdays, young man, you have come here, that is the guest of our village, let's enter the house......"
"Thank you. ”
looked at the old lady, smiled slightly and thanked her, and Lian Ge stepped into the hall.
Inside the hall, which was a little empty, there was a slightly high square table, and there were a few stools beside the table, and the plastered wall plasters on the four walls had fallen off a little, and there were some mildew spots left by the dampness.
"No thanks, no thanks......"
The old lady waved her hand, took a stool from the side, and put it behind Lian Ge,
"Sit down, young man, and I'll pour you a glass of water. ”
So saying, the old lady turned around and walked towards the side of the hall.
"Don't bother, old man. Lian Ge didn't sit down and said loudly.
The old lady paused when she heard the sound,
"Old woman, go and dispose of the fish in the bucket first...... This is still a little ginger, Lao Yang and his boy can give it, you wash it, soak it in the jar. ”
"That ......," the old lady turned, reached out and took the ginger from the old fisherman, and walked back to the bucket.
"Did you catch a fish today?"
"Dragged the young man's blessing, and he got out of the net, and fished up a grass carp. Just to entertain this young man. ”
The old fisherman laughed, answered, sat down under the eaves next to him, on the threshold, and took off his boots.
"You take it and deal with it, it's better to make a boiled fish, or just cut it into pieces and grill it with tofu. ”
"Okay, I'll cook, you can talk with this young man. ”
After the old lady finished speaking, she carried a bucket and ginger, walked back to the backyard, and got busy.
......
The old fisherman smiled and watched his wife walk back to the backyard before turning his head again,
“...... When I came back from outside, I could see that my own lights were on, and my heart seemed to be steady. ”
Looking at the bright hall, the old fisherman tore off the boots on his other foot, put on the shoes that were placed under the eaves, and got up from the threshold.
Then he was in the water tank by the eaves of the courtyard next to him, covered with water, and washed his hands, and then stepped into the hall.
"I'm sorry, young man, in this poor place, there is nothing to entertain, so we can only rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water to eat, and take a fish to entertain. ”
The old fisherman pulled out a stool and sat down beside Lian Ge,
"It's good luck today, like yesterday, go down to a net, hey, come up to a net, it's all small fry, and throw it all back. ”
"The old man is polite, I'm just a passerby, I'm bothering. ”
When the old fisherman heard this, he shook his head, and said to Lian Ge,
"Sit, young man. ”
Glancing at the old fisherman, Lian Ge moved the stool and sat down.
Turning his gaze, Lian Ge looked into the distance through the door of the hall,
"Since the old people know that they can't catch fish, they still go out of the boat and go to the net?"
Lian Ge asked in a calm tone.
“...... I'm used to it. "The old fisherman also looked into the distance, as if he were looking at the lake on the other side of the mountain.
"Our family, this ancestor has been begging for a living on the water for generations, relying on this lake to make a living...... Hey, in fact, in the village, every family is the same.
Our village is a small fishing village by the lake...... Speaking of which, these villages along the lake, for generations, have also drunk the water in this lake, ate the fish in this lake, and relied on this Poyang Lake to make a living...... It's also us, who have harmed this lake. ”
The old fisherman said, looking into the distance, silent for a moment, and shook his head again,
“...... Now, although I have cultivated some land, I can grow some food, and I have a way to live. But after a long time, old man, I still want to go up to the lake to see, and sometimes I don't get off the net, just take a look...... I'm afraid, one day this lake will be gone. ”