In Zhao Baoxuan's heart, Zhang Wuwei is the one who can achieve his goal but not offend others.

After throwing this puzzle out, she felt relaxed again.

As soon as his heart relaxed, he spoke much more casually: "Captain Niu, I remember that there was a pond last time, can you take us over there? ”

Niu Jianqiang agreed: "Yes, yes, it's beautiful over there now." Do you want to fish? I'll have someone get you a fishing rod. ”

Zhao Baoxuan was a little flattered, the treatment they came this time was very different from the treatment they came last time.

Is it really her transit?

"I've never fished, so I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it. She received the boss's look and told her to stay here for a while: "What if I can't catch it?"

Niu Jianqiang smiled: "The fish in our village are all wild, no one cares, as long as the hook has a little bait, they will bite the hook." The fish in our village are very delicious, with few spines and very tender meat, and by the way, the last time you came, there were two fish on the table. I'll call someone to fetch a fishing rod, and I'll bring you back any fish I catch. ”

Zhao Baoxuan's jaw is about to fall, she was not allowed to come before, but now she can take it away if she can't eat it.

She reached out and touched the scar on her head, wondering if she was hallucinating, or if she was still daydreaming.

Anyway, go fishing!

Zhao Baoxuan happily decided.

After throwing off the fishing rod, Niu Jianqiang said that he was going to prepare a bucket for them to release the fish and walked away, leaving only Zhao Baoxuan and Zhang Wuwei sitting by the pond.

Looking at the quaint village scenery around her, Zhao Baoxuan was in a trance again: "Why do I think I should wear a hat and wear a coat to sit on the dragon boat to meet the scene?"

Zhang Wuwei glanced at her: "This is Huangquan, and it's still on a boat!"

Zhao Baoxuan was taken aback: "How do you know that it was Huang Quan? Did Captain Niu say it? When did he say it? Why didn't I hear it?"

The rod in his hand almost fell into the water.

Yellow Springs is a bitter sea.

Zhang Wuwei pouted in the other direction: "You forgot, they are offering to the god Meng Po!"

Zhao Baoxuan wiped a handful of sweat: "Yes, scare yourself!" happened to move the fishing rod in her hand at this time, and she exclaimed: "A fish has been hooked." ”

With a shake of his hand, the hook jumped out of the water and dragged an empty rod!

She was annoyed: "This fish is very cunning, and actually lied to me!"

Zhang Wuwei sneered, pointed to the fishing rod in his hand, and the line was straightened: "Wait until it is hooked, bite tightly, and then pull it!"

With skill, he lifted the rod upwards, and with a vigorous lift, a lively fish was thrown to the ground behind him.

Zhao Baoxuan threw down his fishing rod and ran over: "What kind of fish is this?"

There is nothing that her boss can't do, and whether he can catch a fish or a big fish is nothing new to her.

The fish that was caught was pale blue, with a small head and a pointed mouth and a round body, and the patterns on the body were very beautiful, a bit like an ornamental fish.

Zhang Wuwei pressed the head of the fish with a rag, skillfully withdrew the hook, put the fish into the net pocket and hung it at the water's edge: "The fruit of Jincun is not available outside, and the fish must be different from the outside, it is estimated that there is a channel under this pond that leads directly to the open sea." ”

Zhao Baoxuan listened obediently: "This is a sea fish?"

Zhang Wuwei raised his eyebrows and sighed fakely: "In Master Zou's restaurant, he made this kind of fish, once it was steamed, and once it was braised in yellow. ”

Zhao Baoxuan bared her teeth and excused herself: "How can there be sea fish in the pond?

Although his mouth is hard, he is still a little weak-hearted.

She walked over and took the net out of the water to look at the fish carefully: "The color of raw and cooked is different, I can't see it." ”

The key is that the fish made by Zhao Qingshan is not to her taste, she basically does not eat the fish produced by her own family, and when she wants to eat fish, she will run back to the old alley and go to Liu's restaurant.

Zhang Wuwei tested her: "Then do you say that the fish from Mocun immigrated to Jincun, or did the fish from Jincun swim to the seashore of Mocun and adapt to the sea?"

This question really knocked Zhao Baoxuan down: "I don't know, the small river in Yucheng is a tributary of the Yangtze River, and it is very difficult to swim from Yucheng to Xiaocheng to go to sea." ”

Zhang Wuwei smiled and shook his head: "You yourself said last time that people in the same area migrated, one went to Mocun, and the other came to Jincun, can't the fish?"

This is human nature, as long as he misses his homeland, no matter where he goes, he will bring the seeds of his hometown to the past, especially the habits of life, no matter how many years have passed, there will be traces.

Zhao Baoxuan hadn't figured it out yet, Zhang Wuwei's fishing rod had another fish bite.

This time it was a river fish.

"I know this fish, the ginger and shallots are steamed and delicious. Zhao Baoxuan was overjoyed: "Catch a few more, take them back later, and go to Liu Ji for processing." ”

Zhang Wuwei shook his head again, his assistant was really big, he also thought that mentioning the basement experience in Mocun would make her feel bad, who knew that people would be thinking about food at this time, and they had to fight with forensic doctors.

He reminded: "The one who has never been out of the ancestral hall in his life, you must remember to ask Mu Sanye later." ”

Zhao Baoxuan snapped her fingers: "Remember, in the cafeteria, the bones below seventy or eighty meters in the basement, the old woman locked up in the ancestral hall, by the way," she suddenly remembered: "Didn't you say that you would ask Mu Sanye?" I think I would miss the point, or I started to ask, and if he answered something I didn't expect, I don't know how to ask. ”

I digress as I talk.

And you can't take a small notebook out in front of others to take notes.

Zhang Wuwei praised her: "Yes, you can still see your own problems!" After beating a stick, he handed over another candy: "You are different from before now, haven't you found that you are particularly lucky? ”

Zhao Baoxuan thought about it, but was still not sure: "What if?"

Zhang Wuwei said: "I'm the one who if." ”

Whatever you say, I'll catch it for you.

Zhao Baoxuan laughed, threw the fishing rod in his hand, and jumped up to grab Zhang Wuwei's fishing rod: "I'm going to change it with you, you have caught three fish, and I haven't caught any of them!"

Zhang Wuwei doesn't care: "Fishing has nothing to do with fishing rods. ”

He can catch fish wherever he goes.

Zhao Baoxuan was stunned for a moment, and after a pause, the fishing rod he had just grabbed fell into the water, and he sank into the water.

Zhang Wuwei grabbed it quickly, and even dragged another fish: "Look, you can't catch a fish on the hook!"

Zhao Baoxuan was also convinced: "You are the boss, they are snobs!"

When their nets could no longer hold fish, Niu Jianqiang finally ran back again: "Old lady Mu heard that you are coming, let me take you over to meet you now." ”

Zhao Baoxuan and Zhang Wuwei glanced at each other, finally here!

She was so excited, and sure enough, her luck was different.

On the way to meet Mrs. Mu, Zhao Baoxuan silently repeated the question to ask Mrs. Mu in her heart, and thought about how to naturally cut into the question after saying hello.

For example, you can say hello, old lady Mu, I saw a person who looks like you.

For example, you can ask at will, Old Lady Mu, have you ever been to a foreign country? Have you ever seen the sea?

It's good to show her energy to talk to her grandfather.

She didn't expect that she couldn't speak Jincun dialect and couldn't understand it.

Niu Jianqiang took the two of them to the ancestral hall of the old village: "Tomorrow is the Shengtang Festival, and the lights will be lit in the ancestral hall for three days." ”

Zhao Baoxuan wanted to laugh very much, was it the soup she thought she was?

As soon as she opened her mouth, she found that her throat and eyes were like blocked cotton, and she coughed hard, but there was no sound in her throat, but tears rolled down.

She pulled a towel from her backpack with her backhand and covered her eyes.

Niu Jianqiang paid attention to Zhao Baoxuan's movements while leading the way, and when he saw her crying, he was relieved and lowered his shoulders.

It's like a super big task has been accomplished.

Zhang Wuwei reached out and grabbed Zhao Baoxuan's arm, his fingers were slightly forced, giving her strength, and silently telling her that he was by her side.

The front of the ancestral hall was full of people.

Seeing Zhao Baoxuan and them coming, the crowd silently moved out of the way.

The door of the ancestral hall is open, and there are hundreds of thousands of years of history at a glance, with mottled black lacquer pillars, yellowed and dark white wall paintings, and the plaque on the lintel engraved with two big characters "Naihe".

Zhao Baoxuan's tears that she couldn't stop were full of eyes again.

Why does it feel so intimate here?

She was anxious to go in and see what was going on.

Zhang Wuwei grabbed her: "Wait ......"

Before the words fell, Mu Sanye turned out from behind the screen: "Come in, it's time." ”

Zhao Baoxuan didn't know where he got the strength to shake off Zhang Wuwei's hand, and raised his foot to cross the threshold.

Behind the screen is a small courtyard, there is a bridge in the center, on the other side of the bridge, there is a middle-aged woman, thin and small, stretched out her hand towards Zhao Baoxuan: "You are finally here!"

Zhao Baoxuan cried uncontrollably, and her feet couldn't move like lead.

The middle-aged woman beckoned to her: "Come on, I'm waiting for you!"

Zhao Baoxuan cried.

......

"Baoxuan, wake up!" Zhang Wuwei patted Zhao Baoxuan's face: "Can you hear me?"

Zhao Baoxuan slowly opened her eyes and found herself leaning on Zhang Wuwei's arms, she frowned and wanted to stand up straight, but she didn't have any strength at all, so she asked, "Am I dizzy again?"

Zhang Wuwei replied very simply: "Yes!"

As soon as he heard Zhao Baoxuan's cry in the pond, he just ran in to find someone, Zhao Baoxuan himself ran over, threw himself into his arms and fainted.

There were villagers around, but no one dared to come up to take a look.

It was so sudden that he didn't expect it.

When he saw the word "Nai", he roughly guessed what was offered in the ancestral hall and what role it played.

Here, what is the connection with Mocun?

Old lady Mu walked over slowly with the support of the dumb servant, and Mu Sanye followed him closely, holding a plate of cinnabar in his hand.

The old lady walked to a place one step in front of Zhao Baoxuan and stood still, tapped it in the cinnabar dish with his finger, and raised his hand to tap the wounded place on Zhao Baoxuan's forehead.

Zhao Baoxuan is like a doll who suddenly returned to her soul, the whole person is awake, and everything around her is familiar in her eyes.

"Old lady Mu!" she left Zhang Wuwei's arms and saluted Old Lady Mu instead: "I'm late!"

Old Lady Mu didn't raise his eyelids: "Just in time, go do what you have to do." ”

Zhang Wuwei grabbed Zhao Baoxuan's arm again: "She is not here, there is nothing she should do." ”

Old Lady Mu was silent for a moment: "No matter how long she leaves, she always wants to come back, this is her life!"

Zhang Wuwei didn't let go: "Are you going around and doing so many things just to let her come back?"

Old lady Mu gently raised her eyes to look at Zhang Wuwei, and her deep eyes saw his heart: "She went out to make up for her mistakes, to get you back!"

Old Lady Mu's voice was light and thin, but it beat Zhang Wuwei's eardrums like a drum, shaking his head into a cold sweat.

He moved his hand downward, quickly held Zhao Baoxuan's hand in his palm, kept his composure, and asked lightly: "Why are you looking for me? Am I here? What did I do to make up for her work?"

Mu Sanye said: "You will know when you go in with me." ”

Zhang Wuwei didn't move: "What are you going in to do?" ”

No matter what ritual there is, it belongs to Jincun.

He and Zhao Baoxuan are outsiders, and at most they can only watch outside as tourists or as relatives and friends.

Mu Sanye silently glanced at the crowd, and everyone involuntarily took two steps back.

Mu Sanye raised his hand and raised it.

The sky, which had just been clear, was immediately covered with dark clouds, and soon it was dark, so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

Zhao Baoxuan's dreams, the people she had seen in her dreams, all appeared in the dark, men and women, lined up in a long line, with no end in sight, slowly squirming towards the pond.

Every shadow turned to look at Zhao Baoxuan, with pain in their eyes.

Zhao Baoxuan shrank nervously into a ball and involuntarily retreated.

Zhang Wuwei found her fingertips and pinched hard.

The pain went from her fingertips to the bottom of her heart, Zhao Baoxuan was excited, she woke up, the darkness around her dissipated, those shadows were gone, and only the villagers looked at her blankly.

"Old lady, who are they?"

Instinctively she knew that these shadows had something to do with her, but she couldn't remember who they were, and she could feel their pain.

Mu Sanye replied: "They are all people who are still suffering in this world because of your negligence. ”

The sun was recorded behind the clouds.

Zhao Baoxuan has never felt that the sun is so warm.

"Who am I? Who are you? How can you prove that I'm here?"

Mu Sanye pointed at Zhang Wuwei: "He can prove it!"

Zhao Baoxuan shook her head, feeling that she was sober for a while, and then became more confused: "Uncle Wei, who am I?

Zhang Wuwei replied word by word: "You are you, different ......"