The warm spring breeze is like a baby's little hand, gently caressing a row of willow trees by the river. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe blue sky is cloudless and extraordinarily peaceful. Not far away is a fishing village with more than 100 families, and the houses are all made of thatch and paulownia wood, which has a warm charm. It was noon, and the smoke wafted out of the chimneys of each house, and the air was filled with bursts of aroma.

At the easternmost end of the village is a fenced courtyard littered with nets of various sizes, some of which are dilapidated. An old locust tree that had just turned green seemed to be dozing off, and there was no movement at all.

At this time, Lao Zhou was frowning in the kitchen, sighing. The fish soup on the stove was almost ready, and the tangy fragrance was particularly attractive, but Lao Zhou was indifferent. There were beads of sweat on the white hair on his sideburns, and the wrinkles on his forehead were like furrows. There was a sense of depression in his sunken eyes, and he occasionally raised his right hand and slapped his forehead.

Lao Zhou really couldn't figure it out, he was in his sixties, and he had been fishing for half his life, and this was the first time he had encountered such a thing. Yesterday afternoon, I was fishing by the river in a small boat, and after the fishing net was thrown down, there was movement after a while. This made Lao Zhou very excited, because he didn't know what the fishing net had harvested, anyway, it was very heavy. Lao Zhou used all his strength to finally pull the fishing net out of the river.

This was really frightening, there was a young man in the fishing net. What's even more outrageous is that this young man's clothes and dress are really weird. I saw that the young man had very short hair, and was wearing a white long-sleeved tunic and navy blue trousers. Her wheat-colored skin was already a little pale, her eyes were tightly closed, and her thick eyelashes were wet and sticking together.

Lao Zhou sighed, such a young man, who is also handsome, is a pity to die!

originally thought it was a dead man, but Lao Zhou was about to report to the official. But when he approached the young man to take a closer look, he found that this person was still breathing, and his chest was also lying together very regularly, which was obviously a living person.

Lao Zhou is very honest and simple, and he looks like a living person, so he has to find a way to wake him up, after all, he is young. According to past experience, Lao Zhou pinched his people fiercely, but there was no reaction. Then he took a rusty iron basin from the boat, filled it with river water, and splashed it on the young man's face, but there was still no response.

It can't just be left to dry, Lao Zhou beckoned a few young men from the village and carried the young man to the thatched hut in his yard. My own daughter went to the city a few days ago to learn a trade, and there happened to be a spare bed. I can't care so much, let's put this young man in his daughter's room and lie down.

From yesterday afternoon until noon today, this young man had not woken up. Lao Zhou didn't know what to do, so he checked his pulse, but there was no vision. I touched the young man's forehead, and there was no sign of fever. Anyway, he just couldn't wake up all the time, Lao Zhou shook his head and could only be anxious. In the morning, Lao Zhou went out fishing again, caught a few delicious sea bass, and planned to boil it into fish soup and feed some to the young man. He hadn't eaten for so long, and Lao Zhou was also very worried.

The fish soup in the pot is getting more and more boiling, and the delicious flavor is more intense. Lao Zhou closed the air inlet of the stove, and then brought a pot of fish soup from the stove to the stone table next to it. Just as he was about to take out the dishes and chopsticks from the wooden cabinet, he suddenly heard a violent cough from the room where the young man was lying.

It was a bed made of four large bluestones and two large wooden planks, covered with a thick straw mat and a soft cotton mattress on top. The young man lying on the bed coughed for a while and then began to gasp for air.

Lao Zhou had already come to the bedside at this time, and he was very happy to see this situation, and the young man finally woke up. Lao Zhou moved a stool and sat on the edge of the bed, and then gently stroked the young man's chest with his calloused hands, slowly giving him relief.

After a while, the young man lying on the bed twitched the corner of his mouth and made a faint voice: "Water, water, I want to drink water, drink water." However, his eyes were still closed.

"Okay, okay, wait a minute, I'll feed you water." Lao Zhou stood up, took a wooden cup from the cracked large table next to him, and quickly went to the kitchen to get water. Soon, Lao Zhou came to the bedside, held up the young man's back with his left hand, and then handed the wooden cup filled with water to the young man's mouth with his right hand, and slowly poured it into his mouth.

After drinking the glass of water, the young man stuck out his tongue and licked his already white lips. Perhaps because of the strength he had gained after drinking the water, his eyelids moved a few times, and then he broke open his bloodshot eyes. After being stunned for a moment, his eyes looked at this place roughly. Why is this house so broken? Why is it all thatch? The beams are made of wooden piles of varying thicknesses. Don't? Is there such a poor and backward place in the world?

What's worse is that after noticing the old man sitting on the edge of the bed, the young man almost fainted. This old man's clothes are too quaint! What age is this, and he is still wearing a coarse cloth caftan with several colorful patches on it. The old man's hair was tied up and looked long.

"Uncle, where is this?" The young man rubbed his eyes, then propped himself up and sat up on the bed against the wooden wall.

"Young man, lie down first, lie down first, you just woke up, you have to rest!" Lao Zhou was afraid that this young man would have any accidents, so he continued, "Lao Yu has just stewed fish soup, so I'll give you a bowl and eat something first." ”

Without waiting for the young man to respond, Lao Zhou walked to the kitchen by himself, and then brought a bowl of fish soup very quickly.

"Drink it while it's hot, the fish soup will nourish your body, and you'll have the strength to drink it." Lao Zhou smiled and said.

The fish soup with its tempting aroma suddenly aroused the appetite of young people, and their stomachs seemed to be impatient, and they even gurgled non-stop. The young man said silently in his heart, why am I so uncompetitive?

Then, he took a bowl of fish soup handed by Lao Zhou and blew a few breaths along the mouth of the bowl. When it didn't feel too hot, I picked up the fish soup and drank it in one go. After drinking, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "Uncle, your cooking skills are really amazing, if I could drink your fish soup every day!" ”

Hearing the praise of the young man, Lao Zhou laughed happily and said modestly: "The old man is just doing it indiscriminately, and he can't talk about any cooking skills." ”

"Uncle, you're so modest!" The young man looked at the kind and honest old man in front of him and laughed, his heart was also full of joy, thinking that he would come here often in the future, after all, it was this old man who saved his life, and the stewed fish soup was also very delicious.

"Something has happened to you, young man? Why jump into the Jiuqu River? Lao Zhou asked with concern.

"What? Jiuqu River? When did I jump to the Jiuqu River? The young man asked with a puzzled face, "What is this Jiuqu River?" How come I haven't heard of it. ”

"Lao Yu caught you up yesterday afternoon when I was fishing in the river!" Lao Zhou was even more confused, this young man didn't seem to have recovered yet, and his brain didn't seem to be normal.

"Uncle, you must be mistaken, my name is Su Chen, I am a student at the University of Science and Technology, my biggest hobby is to experience all kinds of extreme sports, rock climbing, skateboarding, surfing, bungee jumping, etc., I love to play." Su Chen explained, "Yesterday afternoon, I asked a few friends to play bungee jumping in Zhangjiajie, and then after I jumped down, I found that the lock of the rope was suddenly loosened, and then I fell headlong and lost consciousness. ”

"What are you talking about? What is a university? Rock climbing? Skateboard? Surf? Bungee jumping? Zhangjiajie? Lao Zhou looked incredulous, and then said with concern, "Young man, is there something wrong with you?" ”

Hearing Lao Zhou say this, Su Chen was instantly dumbfounded. Has this old man been out of touch with society? Don't talk about anything else, even Zhangjiajie doesn't know? Could it be that I fell into a river and drifted to this very remote place? I'm really fatal, I can't die like this.

"Uncle, what kind of place is this? Do you have a cell phone or phone at home? I want to borrow it and call my friends to tell them if they're safe, or they're going to be in a hurry. ”

"What's the phone? What is a mobile phone? Young man, I've never heard of what you're talking about! ”

"You don't even know about your cell phone and your phone? You should know what this place is, right?! ”

"Oh, here, this is Zilinzhuang, there is a large purple bamboo forest near our village, so it is called Zilinzhuang."

"Where is the nearest town near here? Far away? ”

"It's very close, let's be here thirty miles away, there is a Dazhou City, my daughter went to the city to learn a craft a few days ago, and when she comes back, the old man asked her to take you to the city. Where are you from, young man? ”

Su Chen was dumbfounded, what is this place? I've never heard of it at all. The old man also has a daughter, it is said that the daughter went to the city to learn the craft, this age is not too young, there should be a mobile phone. Why doesn't this old man know anything, it's really strange.

"Sir, which city does this belong to? Which province? ”

"Young man, I can't understand what you said, this place belongs to the jurisdiction of the King of Linhai, and the nearest one is Dazhou City that Lao Yu just said."

It's over, this old man either has a mental problem, or he really has a mental problem! What is the King of the Sea? Su Chen was extremely depressed for a while, and then lay down on the bed, unable to calm down for a long time. There is a serious generation gap in communication with the old man! It seems that we can only wait for the old man's daughter to come back, and then find a way to contact my friends.