Life during the disappearance of the system is still going according to plan, how she lived in the past seventeen years, and how she still lives now.

Yun Ling sent a letter to her family, telling them that they would be able to return before the year.

He also dragged the driver of the garment factory to send Aunt Jing and Huanhuan some grains, vegetables and fruits produced by the system, which are all things that should exist in this season.

The rest of the time, plain as water, quietly flowing.

Until the village began to prepare for fishing and hunting in Mugan Lake.

Private fishing is not allowed at the moment, but there are still fish that slip through the net and catch secretly, and as long as they don't catch in the net, a few will be left unattended.

This behavior is different from the nature of the winter fishing festival organized by the county, which is basically selected by the commune to lead the team, and the militia troops in the county will also escort it.

This activity will continue until the end of the year, the fish and prey will be handed over to the public after accounting for the work points, most of them will be exported to various cities, and they will be basically sold out during the New Year's Festival, and if there is any surplus, they will be redistributed back to the commune according to the head, and the last one will be distributed to the villagers.

Every year, each person can basically get about five catties of fish.

In terms of winter fishing, fishing and hunting are still more grand in the neighboring Lin Province, but there is also a large freshwater lake under the Hongqi Commune, which can fully feed the annual fish consumption of a county.

According to the historical records, from the beginning of the deed to the present, every year will go to Mugan Lake for spring bowls, dig ice to get fish, hunt geese by eagles, hold a head fish feast, feast the ministers and envoys, discuss politics and diplomacy, and return the spring to the end.

In the past, there were many cumbersome processes such as worshipping the lake, praying for blessings, drinking and waking up the net, but now everything is simple.

The first fishing and hunting was actually quite simple.

Build a grass hut on top of the thick ice, dig an ice hole in it, and wait for a large number of fish to swim to the mouth of the hole to breathe, and then use a fork to fork it down.

Later, it evolved to use wire fences to put down to fish.

Now it is basically a team division of labor, several communes have selected teams, led by the old fish who have been passed down from generation to generation, about 100 fishing masters, rich experience, most of which are traced back to the ancestors of the Hezhe people.

A seasoned fish heads to find schools of fish with a very good eye.

When the fish breathe, dense small bubbles will be produced, and the old man Shi can know where the fish are when he walks on the ice. In addition, it depends on whether the fish moves, and if the small fish bubble swims in the ice water, it proves that the fish has not left.

The troops would surround a circle of red flags within the area he had set up in advance, and then the soldiers would stand guard around every few meters to prevent the people from running around.

Yun Ling is not exempt from vulgarity, and she is also here to join in the fun, after all, almost every person in the village brigade will come to watch this annual grand occasion.

Chu Xianglan's legs can already go to the ground, as long as she is slower than usual, there is no big problem in walking normally. Qian Li was holding her beside her, looking excited, unable to hide her excitement, and from time to time she stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance.

She muttered to herself, "Why isn't there such an event in the capital?" ”

Yun Ling held Chu Xianglan's arm on the other side and explained: "There are yes, but they are basically concentrated in reservoirs, not as big as rivers and lakes here." ”

She once skated on the ice of the capital's Shijiao Sea, the same empty alley, but it was a different feeling.

At that time, I was free to slide with the skates.

At this time, I watched the crowds and the drums were noisy.

With the sound of the trumpet, piling, ice chiseling, ditching, netting, and netting are all done in one go.

More than 30 degrees below zero, the cold wind rolled the fine snow slag, like a thin needle scratching the cheeks. Everyone wore a large cotton jacket, put on two cotton pants, and wore a sturdy and hardy dogskin hat on their heads, wrapped like a meat dumpling.

Led by Old Man Shi, the crowd passed the big net through the various ice caves, and stretched the big net into a huge encirclement under the ice layer more than 50 centimeters thick with rods, twisting spears and walking hooks, slowly enveloping the fish that had not yet noticed the danger.

A few hours later, several teams simultaneously urged their horses to whip their horses and pull the winches, slowly pulling the net out of the glacier.

Compared with the annual output of nearly 10 million in the famous fishing and hunting season in Lin Province, the annual output of Bin County is only three-tenths of it, but even so, it is enough to make people eat a good meal during the New Year.

Nature's gift is especially precious in times of lack of food and clothing. At present, many people can't eat, and naturally there is no concept of continuing the cycle, almost all of them are desperately trying to catch fish.

After all, the more you catch, the less hungry you get.

What's more, this kind of liberalized fishing is only once a year, so you can't take as much as you want!

The crowd was immersed in the great joy of the harvest, not noticing that the crowd was already in some commotion.

"Who saw the king tree?"

Captain Zhao shouted at the top of his voice, and when he turned his head, he found that there was one person missing when counting the number of people, and a pair of names were shocked to realize that the grandson of Lao Wang Carpenter was gone.

"Has anyone seen where Wang Shu has gone?"

He shouted again, louder and a little anxious.

When they came, each commune, each brigade, and each village planned its own fixed range of activities, led by the village chief or brigade leader.

Seeing that today's fishing and hunting is about to end, when I go back to the village immediately, there is one less person, who is not in a hurry?

Especially on the surface of the lake, where ice holes are dug everywhere, it is easy to plant it if you are not careful, and it is fatal to fall into it and save it.

Captain Zhao was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, for fear that something would happen to Wang Shu, so he immediately reported it to the surrounding troops and militia, asking them to help find someone together.

Just as he was as anxious as an ant in a hot pot, one of the militiamen suddenly put a thick hemp rope on himself and tied it to a nearby stake, and then jumped down into the ice cave.

"Hurry up and save people!"

The surrounding crowd screamed and exclaimed: "This minus 40 degrees must not freeze to death!" ”

"Quick! Pull him up! ”

Before the soldiers could rush up and pull the rope, the militiaman himself swam ashore with the rope in his hand, and shivered on the ice.

There was also a young child in the crook of the arm.

- It's Wang Shu.

Yun Ling shouted: "Quickly change the wet clothes on his body and cover two more padded jackets!" ”

The militia comrade's name is Ni Tao, who was patrolling near Yongsheng Village before, and was transferred to help this time.

He saw Wang Shu accidentally fall into the water, and immediately jumped in to save people.

Ni Tao's consciousness is very clear, except for the fact that he is shivering from the cold, there is no major problem for the time being.

Yun Ling squeezed through the crowd and shouted: "Let go, please let go." I'm a doctor! Let me go in first! ”

Everyone instantly cleared a way.

Yun Ling knelt down and leaned over, tested her nose, and found that there was no obvious change in her breathing rate, accompanied by a normal cough reflex, which proved that the drowning symptoms were mild.

She turned Wang Shu over, put him on his side and lay him on the flat ice, tilted his head, pried his mouth open, broke his teeth with her fingers, and began to clean the secretions from his mouth and nose.

Because of Ni Tao's timely rescue, Wang Shu was only poured a few mouthfuls of water, but there was no other foreign body in his throat.

Yun Ling stretched out her right palm and struck the back of the child's shoulder quickly and continuously, not only to keep the airway open, but also to prevent the tongue muscles from drooping and blocking the airway.

Next up is drainage.

- She knelt down with her left leg and bent her right leg at the knee, so that Wang Shu was lying prone on top of the bent knee, with her head and feet hanging down. He then shakes his thighs regularly, causing the water to pour out of the airways.

After such a set of laborious rescue work, Yun Ling was already a little tired.

She felt sorry for herself, she should still exercise more, otherwise her physical strength will not be able to keep up.

When I first arrived, it was just in time for the autumn harvest, and although I was too tired to get up from the kang at that time, I should say that my physical strength was conservatively estimated to be several times stronger than now.

That is, after the clinic opened, she sat every day and ignored this problem.

Fortunately, without using Shangyun Ling for cardiopulmonary resuscitation, Wang Shu was completely conscious, and his heartbeat gradually returned to normal.

Fortunately, he is not serious, otherwise I really don't know what unpredictable tragedy will be caused.