Chapter 117: A Small Fishing Village
Azhu is arranging his fishing nets in preparation for the next fishing trip, a small fishing village where more than a dozen families live and make a living, and most of the children in the village will follow their fathers to fish when they are 12 years old. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Tired, Ah Zhu looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, the air seemed to be burning, and he felt the heat rolling on the ground. In the distance, two children aged six or seven were playing on the beach.
Looking at these two children, Azhu's face showed a sweet smile, these two children are called Xiaoyu and Xiaoyu, they are twins, and they are also Azhu's children.
"Mother, I'm hungry." Xiaoyu ran back from the beach, and Xiaoyu followed behind.
Azhu got up, wiped his hands on his dress, touched the heads of the two children with a smile, and said, "Wait, my mother will cook for you." The two little ones clapped their hands with joy.
The man next to them saw this scene, and a happy smile echoed on his face, this was their most ordinary day.
Soon, the meal was ready, Azhu beckoned Xiaoyu and Xiaoyu to go in to eat, and the man wiped his hands and followed in.
"Ah Hui, send this to Mr." Azhu took out a steamed sea fish and handed it to the man.
The man named Ah Hui answered, took the fish brought out by Ah Zhu, and walked towards the simple thatched house at the head of the village.
Speaking of this gentleman, he did not know the origin of the gentleman, but he only knew that when he came back from fishing that day, a man came out of the mountain behind the small fishing village, and lived in the village since that day, and this man was what they called the gentleman.
Mr. was erudite and talented, and always taught the children in the village to read and write, so he became a veritable gentleman in the village, and even people from several small fishing villages in the vicinity would take the time to send the children over to recognize some words.
The people of the fishing village have a hard life, they have no money to send their children to study, and they do not expect to have the opportunity to change their own or their backs, in fact, in the Xuanwu star, a martial planet, even if literacy will not be valued, but the cost of learning martial arts is too great, only to learn literature, just some pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and no matter how bad it is, you can draw a few strokes on the beach.
Although learning literature is not as good as learning martial arts, at least after learning literature, you don't have to go to sea to fish like fishermen like them.
It is precisely because of this that the villagers of the fishing villages in the surrounding ten miles and eight villages are grateful to this gentleman.
Ah Hui held the fish and gently knocked on the lightly covered firewood door, this gentleman rarely goes out, and only occasionally comes out when there is a social meeting that he can't shirk.
"The door is not closed, come in." A calm voice came from inside the hut.
Ah Hui pushed open the door, he didn't come here often, most of the time was busy working for a living, where was the time to come here to visit the door. But his two little cubs often told him about some things about the gentleman's house, and this place was a strange and familiar place.
Pushing the door into the house, there were two tables, a few stools, a bed, and nothing else, and the gentleman sat at a table, with a knife and carving a wooden doll.
"Sir, my Azhu asked me to send you some fish." Ah Hui felt that he was usually rough and had learned to say some crepe words at this time.
The gentleman sitting at the table hummed, put down the doll he was carving, looked up at Ah Hui, and said with a smile: "It's Ah Hui, thank you, please help me put it on the table over there." "Look at this gentleman carefully, he is Qingluan who has been away from Qingzhai City for a long time, but at this moment, there are many more vicissitudes and maturity on his face.
Ah Hui snorted and didn't leave immediately, he glanced at the furnishings in the room, in addition to the wooden table, wooden bench and bed, there was also a cabinet in the room, and there were many small wooden dolls in the cabinet, lifelike, many of which he knew, all of them were some children in their village.
This gentleman is also strange, what is he doing with such a wooden doll.
"What? Do you like it? Qingluan washed his hands and picked up the towel on the shelf when he intervened.
Ah Hui was a little embarrassed, but the wooden doll carved by Mr. really made him like it, and after a moment of silence, he finally nodded.
Qingluan walked to the cabinet, took out one of the dolls and handed it to Ah Hui and said, "Give it to you." Ah Hui was overjoyed, his hands turned out, and he thanked him and prepared to leave.
"I'll send you the bowl in a moment." Qingluan said to Ah Hui, who was about to go out, Ah Hui turned his head and smiled: "No, just let Xiaoyu and Xiaoyu come over and get it later." ”
Qingluan didn't say anything anymore, since he wanted to, let him go.
He turned his head to look at the sky through the only window in the thatched hut.
It's been more than three years since he came here, and he's been waiting for an opportunity to come along for the past three years.
When he left Qingzhai City and walked blindly in the jungle, he met an old man, who pointed him here, saying that he could find the opportunity to find what he wanted here, but the old man did not say when the opportunity would appear.
The old man was crazy, and his speech was a little out of tune, and he called himself Xu Banxian. Banxian, heh, he wanted to laugh at that time, but just when he wanted to laugh, Xu Banxian suddenly disappeared and disappeared without a trace, although he couldn't be sure whether what Xu Banxian said was true or false, but he still chose to believe it, and came to this fishing village.
When he came to the fishing village, he had nothing to do, so he taught the children of the village to read and write, and thus solved his problem of eating.
Later, the news of him teaching here spread, and people from several small fishing villages in the neighborhood occasionally sent their children here to learn to write, so he became a little busy.
Life here is quiet and leisurely, but because he is busy, his cultivation has not increased by any over the years, but his mood has changed a lot, and he is quiet and secluded.
There is always leisure time when he is busy, this leisure time is short, he uses this leisure time to carve some wooden dolls, he always carves these wooden dolls with his heart, and unconsciously integrates some of his understanding of gun skills in it, but where can the people in the small fishing village see the mystery of writing wooden dolls, occasionally there are children to ask for one or two, and he is always generous gifts, but these wooden dolls fall into the hands of those naughty children, most of them quickly disappear for no reason.
In the past few years, the carving of wooden dolls has allowed him to study a lot of martial arts in the grass sword record, and this guy who was directly slapped by the right protector and had no chance with the sword path can occasionally swing two poor weak sword intents, which can be regarded as his harvest in the past few years.
However, he didn't know that looking at the Xuanwu Star, there were not many swordsmen who could wield sword intent, and there was only one person who could carve sword intent by carving, but he didn't know anything about it.
"I wonder how long I'll have to wait?!" Qingluan was a little stunned.
"Sir, sir, here we are." As soon as Qingluan had finished eating, Xiaoyu Xiaoyu ran over, her red face was very cute, and they were followed by a few children of the same age as them.
Qingluan turned his head and smiled, and said gently, "Come in and sit." Xiaoyu Xiaoyu and their friends walked into the thatched hut, and their red faces were no longer as mischievous as they came in. Quietly listened to Qingluan teach them their homework.
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The time was as soon as dusk, the golden remnant sun shone on the majestic sea, and the shallow waves shone under the sunlight, which was very brilliant.
Several fishermen from neighboring villages have come to pick up their children and take them home, and these fishermen have brought some food to Qingluan, and he does not refuse, and accepts them one by one.
Xiaoyu and Xiaoyu lived not far away, they didn't leave here, they would stay until the end every time, and when all the children were finished, they became lively and jumped in front of Qingluan, one standing beside him and the other sitting in his arms.
Qingluan was not disgusted with the two children, so she let them be intimate with her.
"Sir, can you carve a statue of the god of the sea for me?" Xiao Yu, who was sitting in Qingluan's arms, asked weakly.
Qingluan smiled and asked, "What do you want this for?" ”
"Daddy is going to sea in a few days, Daddy said that before going to sea, I should pay tribute to Lord Poseidon, so as to bless them to go to sea safely, so I want to ask Mr. to help me carve a Poseidon Lord." Xiaoyu said innocently.
"What does Lord Poseidon look like?" Qingluan asked again.
Xiaoyu Xiaoyu blinked, thought sideways for a while, Xiaoyu said first: "Lord Poseidon should have a sword, you have to have, you have to have, you have to have ......" Xiaoyu thought for a while, and finally stretched out his little hand and gestured: "It has to be so long!" ”
"Lord Poseidon should also have a beard, he must have such a long beard." Xiaoyu also jumped down from Qingluan's arms, stood in front of Qingluan and compared her chin with her hands, trying to pull it as long as possible.
"Also, Lord Poseidon has to have a magic weapon, such a powerful magic weapon!" The little fish made a round gesture with his hands.
"And there are ......" Xiaoyu was not to be outdone, and the small fish were compared one by one.
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Qingluan smiled and looked at the two children in front of him who were constantly anaglyzing, and secretly thought that according to their analogy, then the Lord Seagod they said would become a monster.
Time flies, and when it is still light, it is already dark, and the noisy fishing village has calmed down, and the sound of the ebb and flow of the tide on the distant shore can be clearly heard.
There was a sound in the village of Xiaoyu Xiaoyu's mother Azhu telling them to go home, Xiaoyu Xiaoyu was still noisy just now, as soon as she heard her mother's voice, she stopped making noise, said goodbye to Qingluan, and ran home in a hurry.
Qingluan told Xiaoyu and Xiaoyu that in a few days, they would definitely carve out a Seagod who would satisfy them, and they would definitely be able to finish it before their father Ah Hui went to sea.
He stood by the chai door and looked at Xiaoyu and Xiaoyu who left, he thought that if nothing happened this month, the children of the two of them should be so old.
He looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, and on the moon he seemed to see the moon as it was, and he thought about the moon.