"Puff ......"

The old fisherman stretched out his hand and threw the fry that he had taken from the net into the lake.

“...... There are no fish in this lake, and the people who live on this fish on this lake have lost their livelihood all of a sudden. ”

The old fisherman looked at the lake, his cloudy eyes were fascinated,

"In the past, the food and clothing were all pointed to the lake, but now ......"

"At this time, I realized what it was that the elders ate their children and grandchildren...... The older generation was happy, but this generation suffered.

...... No one went out of the boat to lower the net, and the fishing boats stopped on the shore one by one, and let the wind and rain blow, and by the second year, the water in the lake was shallower, and there were fewer fish, and the fishing boats that stopped on the shore gradually decreased......

But fortunately, the lake is quiet. ”

The old fisherman said, turned his head, and the fishing net in his hand was almost at the end.

“...... In the driest years, this lake was like it was going to dry up, and the water in the lake couldn't cover the bottom of the lake, so it was better in the past two years. ”

With his head down, the old fisherman said,

“...... Hey,"

The old fisherman's hand paused, and a smile appeared on his dark face,

"This young man's blessing is that you have caught a big fish,"

Holding the fins of the fish with his hand, the old fisherman took down a small grass carp from the fishing net and threw it into the bucket next to him.

"Poof. ”

The grass carp entered the bucket and splashed with a splash,

The old fisherman looked at it with a smile, then turned his head and straightened out the last bit of the net in his hand.

Standing up, the old fisherman pulled the fishing net, shook some of the lake water on the fishing net, and then stretched out his hand, pulled, left the fishing net open, and hung it on the fishing boat.

"Let's go, young man. ”

Picking up the hat placed next to him, and then lifting the bucket that only contained one grass carp, the old fisherman stepped out of the fishing boat, smiled, and preached to Lian Ge.

Hearing the sound, Lian Ge glanced at the old man, then turned his gaze, looked at Poyang Lake under the sunset, and after a pause, nodded to the old fisherman,

"Then bother, old man. ”

"Don't bother, don't bother......"

The old fisherman smiled, turned his head again, put the bucket down for a moment, and made a gesture towards the lake.

"Makes you laugh, young man,"

After another pause, the old fisherman turned around, lifted the bucket, and led the way to the shore.

"Although the surface of this lake is not as good as the sea, it is also stormy, and I, a fisherman, do not seek peace of mind for anything else. ”

With his boots under his feet, the old fisherman said as he walked forward.

"It gave you a fish, and it's time to say thank you. ”

Lian Ge followed the old fisherman's side, moving his steps, smiling slightly, and answering in a calm tone.

“...... yes, it's time to say thanks. Old man, I have been on this lake for half my life, every meal is given by this lake, and all the clothes I wear come out of this lake, I should thank you...... Hey, in the past, a lot of people thought that the lake owed them. ”

The old fisherman listened to Lian Ge's words, smiled and responded,

"This way, young man...... You have to walk along the shore of this lake to see our village. ”

Lian Ge and the old fisherman returned to the beach, and the old fisherman led the way in front of Lian Ge.

Beneath their feet was a dirt road that had been stepped on from the overgrown weeds on the shore of the lake, and the weeds had been guessed to the side, and the dirt floor was exposed, and there were potholes with some of the rain that had fallen last night.

Along the shore of the lake, Lian Ge walked a little with the old fisherman, and the old fisherman who led the way turned around and led Lian Ge in the direction away from the lake.

Walking on the potholed and muddy road, the terrain is getting higher and higher, and the mountains in the distance by the lake are also getting closer.

The setting sun behind him is getting closer to the horizon, and the afterglow is swaying on the surface of the lake, reflecting a golden color.

Birds chirped, hovering over the lake, flying into the distance,

Some dry weeds, clustered on the path, Lian Ge walked forward with the old fisherman,

The withered yellow weeds gradually thinned, and after stepping on a man-made reclamation and clear dividing line, the dirt road under the feet became ridges, and the fields marked out by the ridges replaced the withered yellow weeds.

In the fields, wheat and rape planted in the fields dye the whole ground with a layer of green, and with the breeze blowing by the lake, swaying in waves.

“...... When I was young, the shore of the lake was here, coming out of the village, through the mountains, a few steps away from the beach, the lake is the mountain, and behind the mountain is the village......"

The old fisherman carried a bucket of water, led the way, walked, looked at the fields, and said,

“...... More than ten years ago, the fish in the lake that I thought could not be caught were exhausted, and the people in the village had no livelihood...... They are not like me, my wife and I are two people, just two people, just find something, just eat enough, they are all a big family, there is no livelihood, the whole family will be hungry. So I took the people of the village and opened up the land piece by piece along the foot of the hill and toward the lake...... At least there is a way to live. ”

The old fisherman's words sounded on the ridge, and Lian Ge and the old fisherman walked along the ridge and walked through the fields planted with crops.

"The old man is also a kind-hearted person. ”

Lian Ge walked, smiled, and said.

"No, I'm doing it for myself. ”

The old fisherman shook his head and said,

“...... It's like throwing small fish back into the lake, still for the sake of eating for yourself in the future. The land has been opened, and I have a piece of land, and I can grow some vegetables to eat. ”

Lian Ge heard this, smiled, and didn't say anything more.

A few more fields swept by his side, near the foot of the mountain, and in the fields, there were some figures, as if they were cultivating some vegetables.

"Uncle Qiu...... Uncle Qiu came back from fishing, did you catch it today?"

In a field, a middle-aged man who was hoeing on the ground noticed the figure of the old fisherman, turned around, and greeted with a smile,

"Catch one, catch one, hoe the ground?"

The old fisherman replied with a smile and said,

"Didn't it just rain a little last night, and now I happen to be free, so I came over to loosen this ground, and I saw some cabbage in two days. ”

The middle-aged man responded with a smile, bent down again, and picked up a handful of ginger with mud from the ground next to him.

“...... Uncle Qiu, I just dug up some ginger in the ground, you can take some back, take it back to soak in the jar, and when you cook fish, you can also put some of it. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man carried the ginger and handed it to the old fisherman.

"Uncle Qiu, you can take it, it's all things from your own field, and it's not worth a lot of money. ”

It seemed that he was afraid that the old fisherman would not want it, and the middle-aged man added another sentence,

“...... Okay, then I'll take it. This fish is not small today, so you can come and eat it later. ”

The old fisherman looked at the middle-aged man and took it with a smile.

"I won't go, the family is cooking. The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, then turned his head and glanced at Lian Ge,

"This is ......"

"I saw that it was getting late from the village, so I asked him to stay in the village for the night. ”

The old fisherman explained.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he nodded, and didn't ask any more.

"Then I'll go first. It's not getting early, so you're almost packing up and going back. ”

"Cheng, Uncle Qiu, go slowly, I'll hoe this little bit and go back. ”

The old fisherman nodded, holding ginger in one hand and a bucket in the other, and continued along the ridge, leading the way, towards the front.

"Uncle Qiu...... Uncle Qiu is back from fishing...... Such a big fish. ”

“...... Busy?"

Along the way, in the fields, on the ridges, the people in the village who passed by were smiling and greeting the old fisherman, who also nodded and responded with a smile.