Tuesday is always the quietest day in Red Sea Town. The rules handed down from the old foundation: If you don't go to sea on Tuesday, you don't fish, and you stay at home with your wife and children.

This simple rule is still in place today.

So the town was particularly lively on this day.

The town of Red Sea is located at the mouth of a bay, and it is a place where spring is like spring all year round. The coldest winter also has a dozen degrees. The town's 800-plus population has been fishing for generations.

Industrious fishermen use the cheapest labor to catch precious seafood, which is taken by merchants at the cheapest price, and resold several times for expensive prices. It is always the businessmen who play the money game in the palm of their hands. And the town's simple fishermen don't play such a complicated game. They are content to enjoy the current life, and exchange a point of hard work for that point of harvest in a down-to-earth manner.

Generations of ancestors told them that greed would anger the god of the sea.

Only a simple heart can receive the most generous gifts from the sea.

……

Qi Ji had a cigarette in his mouth and a beer in his hand, and was standing on the terrace on the second floor of the garage in a large shape, comfortably standing and blowing the sea breeze.

He was looking at the sea and the twisting bay in front of him.

The modern metropolis is 20 kilometres from the town of Red Sea, and on the other side of the coastline is a row of palatial villas.

A bay less than a kilometer in diameter separates two completely different worlds.

The sea breeze in April was not so warm, and Qi Ji only wore a vest and shorts, revealing his sturdy and slender limbs that were dyed bronze by the sea breeze and sun.

The wind blew, and he was raised with a somewhat wide washed vest.

The sea breeze also blew the rows of colorful clothes hanging on the terrace, bringing a sound of sizzling.

Qi Ji flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, and looked up to drink only to find that the wine bottle was empty. The setting sun was pouring down on his back, like a large red blanket, slowly covering the town.

The quiet sea in front of him was dyed a deep shade of red.

Qi Ji can't describe the different reds, but he looks at them every day, every day, as if he will never get tired of looking at them.

He listened to the sound of waves crashing against the shore, as if he could hear someone whispering a familiar tone in his ear.

It's just that time has passed too long, and even the content of what was said has been forgotten, and that voice has not been forgotten.

……

"Dad, have you put away your clothes?" Uncle Qi Guang said that the beef is ready, wait for you to go down and cut it."

A small head suddenly poked out from the wooden staircase behind Qi Ji.

A little boy of seven or eight years old with a baby fat little face was frowning and glaring at Qi Ji. Seeing the cigarettes and wine bottles in Qi Ji's hands and an empty basket at his feet, he knew that his father was not doing his business again, so he was anxious: "Oh, Dad, are you hurrying up, and you haven't confiscated it, so I will lose a box of hawthorn slices to Master Hong again." ”

Qi Ji saw that it was Xuan Xuan, and he consciously ended posing for a long time. The long legs took two steps to the front of the stairs, picked up his son, lifted him above his head and sat on his shoulder. Then with a lift on his feet, the empty basket is firmly caught in his hand.

"Come and be a good son, help Dad collect the clothes, and Dad will pick them up for you. Qi Ji lifted his son to the long rope where the clothes were dried, and on it were colorful clips, and the clothes, pants and socks of all ages were hung.

Xuan Xuan complained before, but now he was happy all of a sudden. Since he was a child, he liked to sit on his father's shoulder, as if he could see very far, and the clothesline, which was originally high, was now low on his chest. The unhappiness of losing a box of hawthorn chips is gone all of a sudden.

"Dad, why is there only one sock in my house?" Xuan Xuan searched for a long time and found that a row of small socks was singular.

"Uh, maybe you can't find it when you throw it around?" Qi Ji, a person with such thick branches and leaves, will definitely not know where the socks went. So he casually found a reason to fool his son.

"No, I put the changed clothes in the basket well, it's my father who throws away clothes every time, and Qin's mother complains every time. Xuan Xuan counted the socks, and sighed like a little adult, feeling that the other pair of Snoopy's blue socks that he liked so much would definitely not be able to be found.

"Okay, next week, Dad will buy you again, will you buy a dozen Ultramans this time?" Good!"

"Come, son count, is there still seven in our inner one?"

"Good. 1,2,3,4,5,6…… Father...... One is missing!" Xuan Xuan suddenly shouted, a little anxious.

"Really, son, is it less of Daddy's or less of yours? Could it be that the sea monster that stole the underwear has appeared again?" Qi Ji began to be anxious as if he was presentable. I also looked up and helped count together.

I only heard Xuan Xuan laugh lowly: "Hehe, Dad, I scared you, the sea monster who stole the underwear didn't come." ”

Xuan Xuan took the last pair of underwear and put it in the basket.

Qi Ji put the child down and sighed with relief: "Well, it's okay, if you lose Nene again, it must be Qin's mother who secretly hid it, you know that she has a crush on your father and me." Isn't it?"

Qi Ji held his son in one hand and carried a basket full of clothes in the other, with a wicked smile on his mouth.

Xuan Xuan thought about it seriously, and then shook his head: "Dad, I don't think it will definitely be Mother Qin's take." And Mother Qin doesn't have a crush on you. ”

"Stinky boy, your father is loved by everyone, and of course your mother Qin has a crush on me. ”

"Mother Qin's crush is Uncle Qi Guang, okay!" Xuan Xuan argued with his father seriously.

Qi Ji suddenly stopped leaving, and turned his head to look at the son next to him with an incredulous expression: "Little ghost, how do you know?"

Xuan Xuan raised his head and looked at his father, who had just been blowing the sea breeze on the terrace for a while, and his somewhat long hair was blown messy. Qi Ji rubbed his son's head, and saw that the little ghost looked natural: "Because Uncle Qi Guang only has two pairs of underwear, the rest must have been stolen by Qin's mother, so Qin's mother's crush must be Uncle Qiguang." ”

The imp reasoned confidently.

Qi Ji laughed out loud: "You have watched too many Conan cartoons." Uncle Guang only has two in total, okay?"

"No, it was stolen by Qin's mother. ”

"Is there only two Nene in the first place, have you forgotten?"

"I'll ask Uncle Qiguang later. I remember last week it was still three!"Children are not discouraged, and they have the beautiful quality of seeking the truth.

Qi Ji held back a smile: "It's still three, and he's wearing one now." ”

"Dad lied, I'll ask Master Hong. Xuan Xuan hurriedly went downstairs. The stairs were so thrashed that they made the stairs loud.

"By the way, your old man Hong has diabetes, don't give him hawthorn slices, eat them yourself, you know?"

Qi Ji is here to advise.

The son couldn't wait to run away......

So Qi Ji, who went into the house to fold his clothes, soon heard Uncle Guang in the food stall next door shouting loudly, and shouted angrily: "Qi Ji, what do you bastard teach children! Lao Tzu is in the way of you?"

Qi Ji shrugged his shoulders when he heard this, shook his head and continued to fold his clothes.

Soon he heard a middle-aged woman with a loud voice shouting downstairs: "Qi Ji, how do you teach Xuanxuan, the old lady will not fall in love with this surnamed Hong! He has a total of three pairs of underwear, how can you let me make him more out? I don't have enough clothes to buy myself, the old lady washes the clothes of a group of dirty old men is your blessing, one day the old lady doesn't do it, see who washes it for you in the future!"

……

Then Uncle Guang and Qin's mother opened their voices and quarreled with each other, and they began-

It's nothing more than saying here: Lao Tzu is rich and in good health, but he only looks at a little girl in her twenties, don't be amorous about yourself, auntie.

said over there: I have almost broken my threshold after falling in love with my wife over the years, and you are not invisible, and men will not take a fancy to you when they die. Don't be sentimental.

Such a drama is staged every day, but Qi Ji still never gets tired of hearing it.

The uncle and aunt's scolding soon joined the old man's dumb laughter: "Oh, Xiao Qin, you see that my surname is Hong, you don't have the surname Hong, the surname Hong scolds, scold me too." If you don't follow this kid Qi Guang, can you see if I can do it?"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence downstairs for a few seconds. Then Qin's mother's voice became even more irritable.

……

The row of shops near the sea at the entrance of the town of Red Sea welcomes the moment of sunset and night slowly falling every day.

Qi Ji folded his clothes and heard the noise outside stop, so he slowly went to the food stall next door to the garage to help.

On Tuesday, business at this food stall in Zhenkou was particularly good.

The men in the town will come over to sit at home after eating with their wives and children, drink beer, play mahjong, chat, and watch TV together.

There is limited space inside the food stalls, and there are few places, but there are several tables outside like flowers. In the kitchen, Uncle Guang, who only had three pairs of underwear, was bare-chested, frying all kinds of seafood all the time, Qi Ji stood aside to help prepare dishes, serve dishes, and go out to greet guests outside to order.

Outside the food stalls, there is a large TV broadcasting a football match.

The men sit in a strange way, but they all hold beer in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and serve seafood and peanuts to their mouths. I didn't forget to look at the group stage between the national football team and South Korea.

At this time, the goalkeeper of the Chinese team stepped forward to save the ninth shot of the South Korean team in the second half.

The villagers had been holding their breath for a long time, and suddenly they all cheered, and then there was the clinking of glasses and all kinds of discussions.

Although the villagers here live a relatively closed life, their feelings for the national football team are the same as those of hundreds of millions of fans across the country.

At halftime, everyone talked for a while, and the topic of football also turned to their own business and various parents.

An Zexuan was on the second floor of the garage, obediently finished his homework in front of his small desk, took the small schoolbag, and put away the triangular ruler and small scissors to be used in class tomorrow. Then I neatly arranged the books for tomorrow's class according to the size, and went to the bottom of the bed to dig out two large plastic transparent boxes containing clothes, and re-folded the crooked clothes that my father folded in the afternoon, and put the underwear and socks in different small boxes.

Only then did he finally nod his head and close the lid of the box and push it back under the bed.

I walked downstairs with joyful steps.

"Yo, Xuan Xuan is here?" The uncles who were eating downstairs all squinted their eyes to greet Xuan Xuan.

"Come to Xuanxuan and eat some peanuts, homework is done?" an uncle called out to him.

Xuan Xuanle nodded and smiled, there was an extra pair of chopsticks in front of him, and a large row of peeled brine peanuts.

Xuan Xuan ate a mouthful of it.

"Hmm, thank you, Uncle Li. ”

"Xuanxuan, can you help Uncle go get two more beers? Your dad is too busy to take care of us. By the way, let Mr. Hong settle the account for us. The uncle at the next table called out to him.

As soon as the man said that he was leaving, the neighbors around him stayed, and the man said happily that his daughter was going to call at nine o'clock in the evening, and he had to go back early and wait.

So the conversation turned to the men's children.

Waiting for Xuanxuan to help the uncle at the next table get the beer, and then bring the bill.

When he looked up, he saw a figure not far away. From the entrance of the town, they walked in the direction of their bustle.

At this time, Qi Ji also happened to come out with a large plate of steamed salmon. Hearing that the villagers praised his son for his ability, he went to see Xuanxuan, only to see Xuanxuan looking in one direction in a daze.

At this time, the table behind him suddenly talked about the news reported in the newspapers and on TV every day these days.

"Do you remember the bastard surnamed Lu who bought the entire Anyong Village across the street ten years ago, built a villa and sold it for a lot of money?"

"Hmph, that kind of person, a brute who drives others out of his home, will not die well. "More than one person responded to the Tao.

"Did you watch the news? The guy surnamed Lu seems to have been arrested and sentenced to 20 years in prison. “

"It's only been 20 years, and it didn't take long for the old people to move away when Anyong Village was demolished...... It's just gone! A family that has lived for several lifetimes...... It's only been twenty years, and he's cheap!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Hong also came over at that time. Tsk, it's all the old people who are sinned, and they're old......"

Speaking of Ernst & Young Village across the bay, Qi Ji also frowned.

At this time, Xuan Xuan suddenly pulled Laqi Ji and said, "Dad, there is a person standing in front of our garage over there." ”

There was no light in the place Xuan Xuan pointed to, and a figure was staring at the rolling door pulled down from the garage.

Xuan Xuan curiously pulled Qi Ji to the front of the garage, and he saw a very beautiful person, who was seriously looking at a piece of paper on the door.

The man was wearing a shirt and trousers, his face was so white, and the lights of the food stall next door still illuminated half of the person's face very well. Xuan Xuan raised his head, just seeing that the man's eyelashes were so long, he had always been bold enough to ask, "Sister, are you here to be my father's helper?"

Qi Ji saw the man turn his head and stand up straight. It's a man, a little shorter than himself, but he's tall in the crowd.

"Can I talk to the boss about this garage job?" He didn't have much strength to speak, and there were some wolf bèi.

Qi Ji could see that the clothes this person was wearing were definitely not cheap stalls, and this person's appearance seemed to have been seen somewhere.

"I'm the boss, but I'm a bit busy right now. You go in and wait for me, and we'll talk when the food stalls are empty at 10 o'clock. Qi Ji had some curiosity about this outsider.

He saw his son's sparkling eyes and knew that his son had loved beautiful things since he was a child.

"yes, okay. The man nodded.

Xuan Xuan was already very hospitable to bring people to the garage.

"Wait, I'm not at ease when you're alone with my son. You show me your papers. Qi Ji knew that he couldn't take care of Xuan Xuan when he was busy, so it was better to be safe.

The man quickly took out a driver's license from his wallet and gave it to him: "Is this okay?"

Qi Ji took the card from a pair of white flowers and looked down.

Three seconds later, Qi Ji's brows all furrowed: "Are you Lu Li?"

“……”

"Don't sue me, you are Lu Jingyun's son. Qi Ji's voice was cold, and the indecent smile on his face was also cold.

"You need an assistant, I need to eat and shelter, does it matter who I am?" the man named Lu Li said lightly, a little confused by Qi Ji's reaction.

"I'm sorry, you're not welcome here. Qi Ji turned around and pulled Xuan Xuan to leave.

The voice behind him sounded, "Where is this?"

- "Red Sea Town." ”