"Fifth brother didn't hurt you in vain! Alas! You are now a famous flower," Zhao Wu'er finished speaking, and used his mouth to snort Qiu Wu, who was hanging his clothes, "You are so slimy Brother Wu again, some people are not happy!" Zhao Wu was not polite, and as he spoke, he took a handful of "Ma Yuzi" from the corner and sat down opposite Qiu Wu. "I'm afraid of what he's doing, you're my maiden brother, and he's an old guy who dares to eat your jealousy." Poinsettia put her hand on Zhao Wu's shoulder and handed him a hairy egg with one hand. The three of them laughed and raised their glasses and drank from each other. Old Five! Is everything done here? Qiu Wu asked. That's it! That's it! Just take the money and get it! We're going to be stoned to death! One hand of money and one hand of goods, don't be bald and deducted, in the future, the locks in this area will point to me this way! Zhao Wu said as he tapped on the plate with chopsticks.

"Ahh No, we have also arranged it here, and we will act in two groups......" As soon as Qiu Wu said this, Zhao Wu hurriedly stopped Qiu Wu and said, "Don't! Don't talk about you, you have nothing to do with me! Don't ask where I'm coming from, and I don't want to know how you arranged it. Our brothers settle accounts and do their own work, which is called dragon wind and rat holes, and the dog does not sleep in the big five watches. When the time comes, don't send me to do it. Poinsettia also interjected next to her: "Brother Wu is right! Don't forget to give me the golden slippery when the time comes. Zhao Wu'er said, "Okay! The fifth brother is doing things, that's a foreign iron bar, pinching nails, no hat! The manly man spits on a nail, and says where to do it! My good girl, alas, you just put your heart in your belly! After drinking and making trouble for a while, Zhao Wu'er stood up and said, "No! I've got to get someone back to me! After that, Zhao Wu was dressed neatly and walked out, and Qiu Wu got up and sent it to the courtyard. Zhao Wu turned around and snapped his fingers with his right hand, looking at Qiu Wu, Qiu Wu pretended not to know, "What's the matter, brother?" Zhao Wu'er said: "When it comes to doing it, those two yellow croakers have to be brought back to me first!" Qiu Wu straightened his eyes and said, "Shout!" Is this going to be? Zhao Wu'er asked rhetorically: "What's the matter, if you pick up the goods and scatter the girl, who the hell am I looking for?" Hurry up, don't ink, the two of you are on the table. Qiu Wu was helpless, so he had to take out two small yellow croakers from his body and stuff them to Zhao Wu'er.

Click, the deadbolt was plugged in, and Qiu Wu returned to the upper house. Zhao Wu'er turned around and looked at the closed door, there was a sound of waves in the room, Zhao Wu'er shook his head and said to himself: "Qiu Wu, Qiu Wu!" It's really a person who dies under the flowers, and it's also romantic to be a ghost! He flipped the gold bar in his hand, shook his head and said, "In troubled times, there is nothing like this!" After that, Zhao Wu'er took three steps and made two steps, and disappeared into the night......

The Hatta Bay whistle is a ferry port for cars and pedestrians. It is located downstream of Miha Station, and to the north is the Red Rock Stone. During the day, there is a captain sitting on a small ferry, waiting for passers-by, and at night he sleeps in a mud house in the fork of the river. Usually at about ten o'clock in the evening, the old boatman would collect the boat and come back, anchor the wooden boat and lock it, and go back to the earthen house, a few peanuts, a pot of soju, and fell asleep in a dizzy state. When there is an emergency, there is a bell on the wooden stake that ties the cable, and when the bell rings, the big yellow dog at the door of the old man's earthen house will bark vigorously, and then arch open the door of the old man's house to wake up the old boatman.

It's September 16, and the moon in the sky is unusually bright. It was about ten o'clock, and the old boatman, seeing that there was no one to make, packed up his oars, tied the wooden boat to the stakes on the shore, and then walked tremblingly into the house.

This house is not big, but it is very warm, the waves and trees by the river, the floats on the river, the old man picked up a lot. It is good to burn in winter. The wood that had passed through the water was not easy to ignite, so the old man picked some wild pennies. Wood of varying lengths was steaming in the pit, and steam and smoke drifted out of the mud house. The old man pulled a piece of wood and sat on the edge of the stove, and the blackened lid of the pot was covered with dust.

The old man lifted the lid of the pot and took out steamed potatoes and sweet potatoes from the curtain inside, as well as two large cakes of sorghum flour. Behind the stove there was a dark cupboard, a large bowl with fish sauce, two green onions, and a silver kettle. The silver kettle contained wine. He put the silver kettle in the pot of hot water, and after a while he brought it out.

The old man gave half of the cake to the big yellow dog, and he chewed the cake in front of the door of the stove pit and drank the soju with the green onion dipping sauce. The big yellow dog ate half of the sorghum cake and went back to its nest to nibble on the dead fish it had brought back by the river. It is such a deserted village and wild ferry, the old man and the yellow dog and the ferry boat that the river is beating on, how much like an ancient painting, the spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry at night, and the wild ferry is unmanned by the boat! Although it is not a spring rain, there is also a cold wind at this time.

The old man held the wine jug in his hand, looking at this Jiang Mingyue, his eyes were full of muddy tears, his vicissitudes of life were engraved with traces of time, his skinny hands were trembling slightly, and he sighed at the moon when he was drinking! The author has a poem on this occasion: "Rolling pine water, the bright moon shines on the cold river." The deserted village is wild, and the wine is desolate. It is convenient to walk with people and live alone in the waves. A pot of wine to forget my worries will accompany me back to my hometown. The wind hates that the night is short, and the frost resents it longer. The good and evil in the world, who will measure it. But look at the stars in the sky, light and darkness bring their own light.

Qiu Wu and Li Liu, Li Sheriff Wang Kan each rode towards the ferry, followed by three carriages. About five or six hundred meters away from the ferry, the carriages were tied to the woods on the side of the road, and Sergeant Li Liuli asked each of them to wear masks to avoid making noise. Then he took out the machete he had prepared from the car and held it in his hand, Qiu Wu stared at him with triangular eyes, and hid behind a tree with a Mauser pistol in his hand. Everyone held their breath and carefully observed the other side.

Through the moonlight, I saw that the ferry boat on the opposite bank was moored in the river fork, and the river water slapped against the hull of the boat and made a crackling sound. Not far from the ferry, there was a low mud house behind a pile of wood, and the sound of even sleeping could be faintly heard from the house. At the same time, there is also the sound of dogs humming and chirping from time to time. There was silence all around, only the moonlight reflected the river like water.

Qiu Wu took out his pocket watch from his pocket, and the hour hand was already pointing to eleven and thirty minutes. At this time, the sound of horses' hooves was heard from the other side of the river, mixed with the sound of wheels and people. In the moonlight, I saw a group of dark shadows moving towards the bank of the river.

The dark shadow was getting closer and closer, and it turned out to be a carriage and four men on horseback. When the men came to the river, they dismounted and walked towards the place where the boat was moored, and then they heard the barking of dogs. It was Zhao Wu'er's voice: "Old man! Elderly! We are businessmen in a hurry, please make it convenient for you to ferry us! ”

The old man came out in his clothes, looked at the black group of people in the moon and said, "My boat is small, and I can't ferry people, and the ferry can't ferry people!" Zhao Wu'er replied: "Old man, don't worry, we just pass first, and the cars and horses will go back to the past, so it's convenient for you to be old!" The old man followed Zhao Wu tremblingly and walked in the direction of the ferry......

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