"Tick", "tick......

A swarthy teenager in the dimly lit room opened his eyes and licked his mouth. "Hey, I just used mud to fill the hole just the day before yesterday, why did I leak it again today, why is it so unlucky in the middle of the night. ”

After complaining about this, the swarthy boy could only quickly get up from the bed and grope for a while in the darkness.

After a while, the faint candlelight illuminated the room.

If you look closely, this room is already very dilapidated, the bed that the boy slept on is basically made of mud, and the mud hole at the foot of the bed seems to tell the ruthlessness of the years.

Looking at the brand-new bedding that had been overturned at the foot of the bed, it seemed a little out of place with this dilapidated house.

"Smack, smack, smack. ”

The swarthy boy kept slapping his thin face to drive away the thick sleepiness. As his face flushed, he stopped.

"In the middle of the night, I can't sleep well. Let's find something to block first. Looking around, he couldn't find the right tools to block the little hole in the yellow mud roof. This made him a little anxious, and it could be seen from his astringent eyes that he was indeed very sleepy.

I lowered my head and thought about it, and couldn't help but sigh. "It seems that there is no way, let's use the pot for feeding the chickens at home to block it. So he hurried out.

After the swarthy boy went out for a while, there was no sound of "ticking" water in the room.

"Click", in response to the sound of the door closing, the swarthy boy also returned. "I can finally sleep, but it's good that I didn't return the ladder I borrowed from Uncle Zhang last time, otherwise I really can't help it. After saying that, the young man didn't care about the rain on his face. Quickly put on the quilt and fell asleep......

I don't know how long later, there was a cacophony outside the door. "Dog, dog, get up. I'm going fishing, why are you still sleeping, you stinky boy? ”

"Uh... Uncle Zhang, how many times have I told you? I'm not called Ah Dog, my name is Yang Ming!" the young man rubbed his hazy eyes and replied dissatisfiedly.

Ah Dog just shouted casually when his father and mother didn't name him when he was a child. There are many people in the village who also had this name when they were children.

"Good, good, good. Yang Ming, the sun is drying my buttocks, I'm going to fish. Are you going or not? With that, I heard only two clicks, and the humble door was pushed open.

A middle-aged man dressed plainly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a shaven beard, slowly came in from outside the door.

The middle-aged uncle glanced at Yang Ming, "Yo, what's the matter with your eyes." "Hey, don't talk about Uncle Zhang, the roof leaked in the middle of the night last night, and I finally climbed up to get it right. ”

"You said you, just look for me for such a dangerous thing, in case you have three long and two short, how can I explain to your dead parents. After that, he suddenly felt a little inappropriate, and looked at the window with some embarrassment.

After listening to this, Yang Ming lowered his head slightly, his eyes were a little red, and his hands pinched the corners of his clothes restlessly. After a while, he looked up at the middle-aged man and said, "Uncle Zhang, hurry up." It's late, and the fish are all gone. ”

"Haha, then hurry up, I know you didn't have breakfast, so I brought you two steamed buns. After speaking, he handed the steamed bun to Yang Ming. However, looking closely at Uncle Zhang's eyes, the mist showed that he was not at peace in his heart.

The village where they live is called Fisherman's Village, named after the fact that the whole village makes a living from fishing. Yang Ming's parents were no exception, but while they were out fishing, the ship sank due to a sudden change in weather. When the news reached the village, the simple villagers hurried to find his parents. However, when I found it, it was just two cold corpses. The sea and moonlight were unusually cold that night.

At that time, he was only six years old, and in the face of sudden changes, he seemed so small. Just clutching the wet parents' hands tightly and sobbing quietly. "Daddy, mother. Daddy, mother, wake up quickly, Ming'er is so scared, woo woo woo ......"

"Don't you want Ming'er? Ming'er is no longer playful. I must listen to you, and you should get up quickly. No matter how heart-rending the child sobs, it seemed that only his voice was left in heaven and earth......

The surrounding villagers looked at each other, and they could only bow their heads silently, wanting to say something, but found that their lips were so heavy at the moment.

At that moment, a sturdy man stepped out of the crowd, came to the child's side, and leaned down. Touching his head, he said earnestly, "Child, your father and mother just went to a far away place. When you're older, they'll come back. ”

The child looked blankly at the sturdy man with teary eyes. "Really?"

"Well, Uncle Zhang won't lie to you. With that, he took the child into his arms.

Looking at the two cold corpses, he also shook his head helplessly.

This man is none other than the middle-aged man who came to Yang Ming's house today. It's just that he's not as strong as he used to be, and he's got a beard.

Uncle Zhang's full name in the boy's mouth is Zhang Zhao, and he is a scholar who has been reading books with others for several years. But later, because I felt that it was still a simple fishing village, all came back from the outside world. Because he had studied for a few years, he was elected by the village to be the village head.

Since the death of Yang Ming's father and mother at that time, Zhang Zhao has been taking care of Yang Ming. And taught him to read and write. That's three years.

The brand-new futon was the one he brought to Yang Ming the day before yesterday. Including Yang Ming, he taught and knew the two words.

"Uncle Zhang, what do you say about the world outside the fishing village. After Yang Ming finished eating, he raised his head and asked with a pursed mouth.

"Well, let's talk as we go. Uncle Zhang patted Yang Ming's shoulder and replied.

"The outside world is very exciting and complicated. Uncle Zhang said meaningfully.

"Uncle Zhang, be specific. Yang Ming shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Haha, you'll have to experience this yourself. But let me tell you one thing, when I was a scholar in the past, I saw a person flying over from afar!" Uncle Zhang explained to him with a slightly envious tone.

"Uh... How is it possible, Uncle Zhang, you can go to the town to be a storyteller!" Although Yang Ming said ridiculous and unbelieving words, he showed a suspicious look.

"Uncle Zhang won't lie to you, see it with your own eyes. At that time, I listened to the people around me say that the aura entered the body and walked in the air. I don't understand it anyway. Uncle Zhang's eyes showed a look of longing.

Yang Ming, who was stunned, turned his head sideways to look at the rising sun in the distance, and couldn't help but yearn for the outside world in his heart. He also dreamed that one day he could do the same......

Before they knew it, the two of them had come to the side of the boat. As soon as he got on the boat, Yang Mingbian stripped off his shirt with a few patches, revealing his dark skin. Under the sun, it looks very energetic. Living by the sea, it is inevitable to experience wind and rain.

But it's a little strange that the broken boy in the family is actually wearing a jade pendant on his chest.

Although Uncle Zhang once asked Yang Ming about the origin of this jade pendant, the young Yang Ming only knew that it was given to him by his father.

"Boy, it's summer, but you can't just get on the boat. ”

"Uncle Zhang, aren't you afraid of the trouble Aunt Zhang to mend her clothes!" After speaking, he lowered his head a little shyly.

Uncle Zhang could only glance at Yang Ming helplessly. I thought: This kid is not in vain I have been teaching him to read and write in the past few years.

Fishing will inevitably wet your clothes, and if you are wet for a long time, your clothes will inevitably become a little loose, and if you are not careful, the hole will come out.

This is also the reason why Yang Ming took off his clothes as soon as he got on the boat.

After a while, there was a gust of sea breeze. The boat also drifted away.

The weather in August is exceptionally hot. As the sun climbed higher and higher, the earth became hotter and hotter. There was only a chirp left in the air......

At noon, a small boat leaned against the shore, it was Uncle Zhang and Yang Ming who had returned from going to sea.

"Boy, your fishing skills are getting better and better. Uncle Zhang praised Yang Ming.

Yang Ming was about to show off to Uncle Zhang, but he didn't think that there was a gurgling sound from his stomach.

Uncle Zhang patted Yang Ming's head, "You kid is hungry! Go, hurry up to my house for dinner, your Aunt Zhang should be ready." After speaking, the two walked towards Uncle Zhang's house together.

At this time, Uncle Zhang's family already had two people, one older and one younger, waiting for their return. The big one is naturally Aunt Zhang. Aunt Zhang is a woman in her early thirties, and her chubby face is full of laughter at this time. The youngest one was a girl about five or six years old, blinking at the dishes on the table.

"Yun'er is good, wait for Daddy and Brother Yang Ming to come back before you can eat together. Aunt Zhang touched the girl's head a little dotingly and said sweetly.

When the girl known as "Yun'er" heard this, she could only put her head together helplessly, like a wilted flower.

This girl is Uncle Zhang's daughter, six years old this year, and her full name is Zhang Yun.

"We're back!" accompanied by a hearty laugh. Uncle Zhang and Yang Ming have come to Uncle Zhang's house.

The girl straightened up and said in a milky voice to the two, "Dad, Brother Yang Ming." You're finally back, and if you don't come again, Yun'er will be hungry. ”

"Yun'er is good, daddy hugs. With that, he picked up the girl. Yang Ming also touched the girl's head a little dotingly.

Lunch ended with a laugh from everyone. Then Yang Ming played with Yun'er for an afternoon. It wasn't until late evening that Uncle Zhang forcibly interrupted him and called him to dinner.

After dinner. Yang Ming walked on the way home, but his head involuntarily recalled the conversation with Uncle Zhang in the morning.

The more I think about it, the more curious I become......

When Yang Ming returned home, he couldn't sleep on the mud bed, that problem had been bothering him, and he secretly made up his mind that he must go out of the fishing village to see the outside world.

In the quiet moonlight, the villagers of Yujia Village slowly fell asleep, except for Yang Ming, who was still dreaming of flying......