Volume 1: The Wind Comes Chapter 1: Disabled People on a Fishing Boat

People should know the things of the world.

If you want to talk about the ancient land in detail, you have to start with a remote fishing village.

"Master Han, it's not that you hit the rocks, you just hit the ice floe!"

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"Look! There's a corpse in the ice. ”

"Master Han, bury it! The body is so icy, it is estimated that he is already dead!"

"Don't talk nonsense! There is still a heartbeat, hurry up and go, take it back and see if there is any help!"

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"Boy, wake up, wake up!"

"Hey, what a poor baby! Even if he woke up, he ...... look like this now."

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The world is very big, and there are many interesting things happening in every moment and in every unknown corner, some of which happen in the bustling city, some in the sparsely populated wilderness, and some on the Qili River that runs through the continent.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a river, but in fact it is called a sea.

Because for the fishermen who have lived near the water for generations, the river is frighteningly wide, and no one knows how wide it is, because no one has ever been on the other side of the river.

On a dilapidated fishing boat, a lean and unpretentious middle-aged fisherman is joking with another shorter fisherman, and the two of them come and go, only occasionally when they say something, they will look at the bow of the boat with some sympathy.

The old man at the helm sat beside a pile of fish and shrimp, smoking a dry cigarette, and also glancing at the bow of the boat from time to time, which has been a regular occurrence these days.

At the bow of the boat is a white-haired red-robed young man sitting on the side of the boat, holding a worn-out animal skin scroll in his left hand, on which a beautiful ink landscape is outlined, but the young man's heart is not in the landscape.

If you are careful, you will find that the sleeve of the young man's right hand is weakly swinging with the wind, and the left side of his lower body is empty except for one right leg.

No one knows what happened to the boy to have such a miserable appearance, and no one knows where the boy came from.

The old man at the helm had already carried the cigarette pouch on his back hand, walked to the young man's side, patted the young man on the shoulder, and said: "If you can't think about it, don't think about it, people live for a lifetime, in fact, there are some things, and it is not a good thing to forget them! Even if you think about it, it will only increase the pain." ”

The old man's name is Hanwen, his ancestors have lived in a small fishing village for generations, and he originally had an only son under his knees, but his son and daughter-in-law were all thin and went early, leaving only a poor granddaughter and the old couple to depend on each other.

A month ago, when Hanwen went out fishing, he suddenly encountered a heavy rain and the river was turbulent, so this weather was naturally not suitable for going out, so he had no choice but to sail back.

It was then that the group's boat hit the teenager who had been washed up in the ice floe on the way home.

At first, everyone just thought it was a corpse, and thought that it would be scooped up and taken to the shore to be buried in the ground.

never thought that the boy was still angry, so Han Wen took the initiative to rescue the boy back to the village.

After half a month of careful care by the Korean couple, the boy was finally pulled back from the ghost gate.

It's a pity that the boy woke up with amnesia, he didn't know anything about the past, he didn't even forget his last name, and the only thing around him was a pitch-black cane and a scroll of animal skin in his arms.

Seeing such a miserable young man, the kind old couple adopted him, because when he picked up the young man, the young man was still carrying countless ice fragments around him, although he looked young, but his white hair was like snow.

The Korean language named it Ice Floe, and the boy was like the ice that occasionally drifted on the river, and he didn't know what was going on.

The reason why I took the disabled person with the ice floe to go out to sea to fish dangerously this time was just to take the opportunity to see if I could recall anything for the teenager.

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Hangul's words interrupted the drift ice's thoughts, but he didn't care.

After all, he has recalled the rumors when he was in a coma countless times, and there is nothing related to the future.

Without looking back, the ice floe looked down at the skin roll in his hand, and then said, "I'm just thinking about one thing." ”

Han Wen was intrigued by this answer and asked curiously, "Oh, what are you thinking?"

Floe turned his head to look at the kind old man, and said gratefully: "I'm wondering if the person I owe money will be angry because I am missing, after all, no one can pay back the money." ”

"Then do you owe money to others?" Han Wen took a puff of cigarette, puffed out the smoke ring and said, "If you owe it, you must pay it back in the future!"

But seeing the corners of the ice floe's mouth curled slightly, he said in a serious manner: "I don't know if I owe it or not, anyway, I can't remember, even if I owe, there is a reason not to pay it back." ”

"And as you said, I don't dress like a child of a rich family, and even if I owe it, I don't necessarily have the money to pay it back. ”

"If you owe it, you have to pay it back, and it is natural to repay the debt. Han Wen said.

"Since I've forgotten everything, naturally I won't return it!"

"I still have to pay it back!"

"If you forget it, you won't return it!"

"Give it back! I'll give it back to someone after I remember it!" Han Wen's attitude was very firm.

"Don't pay it back"

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The two men on the deck couldn't help but be stunned when they heard the dispute at the bow of the ship, and before they could understand what was happening, they saw an old man and a young man on the bow of the ship suddenly fall silent.

Then they laughed out loud, and couldn't help but be speechless for a while.

"I don't know, I thought it was two old men, after all, the hair is the same color. The shorter man leaned over to the other and whispered.

However, it may be too close, so the other sturdy man frowned a little.

"Lao Liu, don't say this in the future, it's a little hurtful, that kid is pitiful!"

"Uh...... I understand, I just said casually, Lao Zhang, you are too serious!"

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The two men at the bow of the ship naturally didn't know what the two people on the deck were whispering, but even if they heard it, they wouldn't care.

"You kid!"

Han Wen spat out a puff of smoke again and said with a smile: "It's really good to have a good mentality, my old man won't help me with crutches, I'll obey you!"

The ice floe also put away the animal skin roll in his hand and put it back in his arms, then took the crutches beside him and teased: "If you don't help it, I have to help it, otherwise I won't be able to walk!"

Han Wen was stunned by the ice floes' answer, but quickly realized the meaning of the ice floes' words, and the two looked at each other and continued to laugh.

The sea breeze was gentle, and the smell of some seafood passed through the dark red robe of the ice floe, making the sleeve of the space on the right hand can't help but let out a few weird hissing sounds.

"But it would be better if I could think about it, after all, maybe there will be something to cherish. ”

The ice floe stretched out his hand to smooth the flying sleeve, and said with a wry smile: "It doesn't matter, let it be! ”

"That's right. Han Wen nodded in agreement, then handed the cigarette pouch in his hand to the ice floe and said, "Take a puff?"

Seeing this, the ice floe took the cigarette pouch in the old man's hand, and then took a deep breath like the old man.

"Ahem, cough, ahem!"

Perhaps he was not used to the pungent smell, and the ice floe was choked and coughed, and the smoke choked out of his nostrils, and it took a long time to ease up.

"How does it feel?" Han Wen asked, squinting his eyes.

The ice floe carefully reflected on it and said, "It's not bad!"

Then he continued to pick up the cigarette pouch and take a puff, and this time he seemed to be mentally prepared, so that after the smoke turned around in his mouth, he was able to barely spit out the smoke smoothly, and then his demeanor became a little more relaxed.

Looking at the appearance of the ice floe, Han Wen said proudly: "This is my baby!"

"It was made of a kind of weed that I found when I was making a fire outside, and I thought it tasted good, so I picked a few leaves to try it, and I fell in love with it!"

Seeing the curious look of the ice floe, Han Wen continued: "Later, I dug up a lot of this strange plant, brought it back to the village to plant, and named it Caoyan. ”

"Some of the men in the village often talked about me when they saw me, and they began to learn out of curiosity. Later, it was out of control, and the men were attracted to this unique taste, but the women in the village hated this smell. ”

"It's no wonder!" the ice floe took another sip, and handed it to Han Wen while swallowing it unfamiliarly, and said, "The taste is too pungent for women and children." ”

Han Wen took the cigarette pouch, and after a few clicks of the skillful bar, he continued: "No, among the women I have seen, the only one who can like this taste is the little fish girl from the city, and every time she comes, she has to take several catties of dry goods from me." ”

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Time passed slowly, and the two men in the bow of the boat were still chatting, sometimes arguing, sometimes silent, sometimes laughing.

I didn't care about the cigarette butts that were slowly accumulating around me, let alone the other two middle-aged men on the fishing boat.

Of course, I don't care when the oil lamp lights up on the bow of the ship, and the starry sky in the sky that has crept in at some point.

I don't know how long it took for a man surnamed Zhang, who was stronger to hear, shouting at the rudder: "Master Han, I'm back to the village!"

The two men at the bow came back to their senses and noticed the lights of several houses on the shore not far away.