Rebirth of Fishing Village: Starting from Hua Axiang in Jiehu Village

Chapter 1
Moon stars are rare.

Langtou Village was very quiet, except for a dog barking once or twice.

in front of the village.

The sea is wide open.

small pier.

A dozen or so small fishing boats were parked.

From time to time on the surface of the sea, the "cracking" sound of fish jumping up and smashing back into the water.

Next to the small pier is a sandy beach, the sand is as white as snow, extending one or two kilometers to the east, and then there are reefs one after another, the small ones are only fists, and the big ones are like hills more than ten meters high. Knife-sharp oyster shells and slippery sea vegetables.

The waves beat, the water splashed, and even the rumbling sound could be heard far away.

On the sandy beach by the reef, a person was lying on his stomach, half of his body soaked in the sea water.

Zhao Dahai sat up abruptly, a feeling of nausea rushed into his throat.

"Wow!"

Zhao Dahai knelt with his hands on the ground, first he took mouthfuls of sea water, then yellow bile, and finally retched, vomiting until he didn't know how long he stopped.

The night sky is high and far away.

Reborn?

Reborn yourself?
Zhao Dahai lay on the icy sandy beach, his eyes widened, his chest heaved violently, he gasped heavily, and tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.At this time, I just had my birthday.Two years ago, on the day of my 16th birthday, my parents went fishing in the sea, and there was a sudden strong wind, no one was alive or dead, no discipline, no discipline, sneaking, fighting and drinking, and became a bastard. On his 40th birthday, the old bachelor drank two catties of bad wine mixed with water by himself, ran to the beach, climbed up the reef, stepped on the air and fell into the sea. He drank the sea water and thought he was dead. Open your eyes and go back to twenty years ago.

God is this blind?
Why not be reborn two years earlier?Only in this way can the parents be prevented from going fishing to change their fate against the sky.

What does this mean now?
Is this another suffering?

Another life for the bastard?
Marry Bai Fumei and go to the pinnacle of life?
How can a bastard from a fishing village have such abilities?

What's the point of living such a life again?

Just die!

Zhao Dahai got up and rushed towards the reef, reborn?

I am not rare!
I am the master of my life.No one can stop me from wanting to die.

Zhao Dahai gritted his teeth and climbed up to the highest reef with both hands and feet. Just about to stand up and jump down, he suddenly saw two lonely tile-roofed houses at the east end of the village with lights on, as if struck by lightning.

"My God!"

"I'd rather die!?"

"How could I have such an idea!?"

……

"It's better to die than to live!"

……

"I'm not a human being!"

"The bastard can still burn some paper and pour two glasses of wine for my parents every year!"

"I'm dead, it's a one-hundredth, it's a joy!"

"Who will send grandma to see her old age and die!"

……

Zhao Dahai frantically slapped himself, the past and the future came to his mind, he burst into tears, and after an unknown amount of time, he stumbled towards the village.

The east end of the village.

There are two tile-roofed houses, one large and one small.

Zhao Dahai took a deep breath, the courtyard door was unlocked, it opened with a push, and walked in.A feeling of familiarity and strangeness welled up in my heart.This is the place where I grew up, and I am very familiar with every inch. Looking at the main room, the door is open, and a lamp of kerosene is placed on the table. A broken fishing net, with a shuttle in his hand, is mending.

Zhao Dahai had a sore nose.Two years ago, after her parents left, she was a goddamn bastard and was too lazy to do anything. Grandma Zhong Cuihua, who was over [-] years old, earned some money by weaving fishing nets to support her family.

Zhao Dahai was afraid for a while. Sending a white-haired person to a black-haired person is the most painful thing in the world. Grandma has experienced it once. I really jumped on the rock. If I have to do it again, my grandma will definitely not be able to bear it.

Zhao Dahai took several deep breaths, calmed down his emotions, and strode into the room.

"grandmother!"

"What time is it!"

"Stop weaving webs!"

"Go to sleep!"

Zhao Dahai walked up to Zhong Cuihua.

"what?"

"When did you come back?"

Zhong Cuihua raised her head, and the net shuttle in her hand ran through her hair habitually.

"Just came back!"

"Let's go!"

"sleep!"

Zhao Dahai knew that grandma was a little deaf because she was old, so she didn't hear it when she just opened the door and entered the yard.

"Hey!"

"What do you sleep on?"

"This fishing net has to be mended. Tomorrow people have to come to get it!"

Zhong Cuihua shook her head.

"I'll just mend this fishing net!"

"go to sleep!"

Zhao Dahai said while pulling Zhong Cuihua to stand up.

"What do you do kid?"

"I'm not tired at all. I'm old. I don't sleep much. I sleep after work."

Zhong Cuihua didn't want to go to sleep.

Half-coaxed and half-pulled, Zhao Dahai sent Zhong Cuihua back to the house, and just after lying down for a while, a small snoring sounded.

Not tired?

Getting older and getting less sleep?
How can this be?

People who are not tired, older people, people who sleep less, can fall asleep and snore after lying down?
Zhao Dahai pulled the quilt, turned around and went back to the main room, sat down, picked up the net shuttle to mend the fishing nets, it was a bit rusty at the beginning, and he hadn't done this job for decades, but this is something that children who grew up in fishing villages, regardless of gender, can do The skills became more and more proficient in ten minutes, and the fingers flew, and the holes in the fishing net disappeared one by one.

A trace of fish-belly white appeared on the horizon.

The roosters in the village stretched their necks and yelled louder and louder.

Zhao Dahai rubbed his sore eyes and looked at the old pendulum clock hanging on the wall. It took about two hours and he was very tired. I really don't know how my 70-year-old grandma survived the past two years.

Zhao Dahai tidied up the fishing nets, tied the ropes and put them aside, someone will come to fetch them later.Walk into the kitchen, put the rice on the fire and cook the porridge, open the lid and let it cool.

It was getting brighter and brighter.

Sun rise.

Zhao Dahai came out of the kitchen and stood in the courtyard. It wasn’t too big. It was about [-] square meters. The concrete floor was hit. The sea was windy and a thick layer of sand had accumulated. He looked up at the roof and saw a lot of grass growing on the corner of the wall. A one-meter-tall banyan tree stood out in a very prominent place. Walking into the main room, all kinds of things were piled up in a mess and the dust was half an inch thick. There were a few holes in the roof that leaked light, and it would definitely leak when it rained.

Zhao Dahai smiled wryly, it was all his own fault.I don’t work all day, my grandma is over 70 years old, and she has to sew fishing nets to earn food every day. How can I find time to tidy up the house, let alone the leaking roof? It can be served cold.

Zhao Dahai heard voices in the back room, walked in quickly, and helped Zhong Cuihua out of the yard after a while.

"grandmother."

"Drink some porridge."

"I'll clean up the house later."

Zhao Dahai set up chairs and stools, put a bowl of cooked and cooled porridge in front of Zhong Cuihua, and drank a bowl of porridge by himself, then started to work.In the main room and the kitchen, clear out the old things and rubbish that are not needed, put the remaining things in order, wipe off the dust on the tables, chairs, cabinets and windows, clean up the house, start to clean the yard, pick up the shovel, and shovel all the sand Let's go, sweep the broom clean.Put up a ladder, climb up to the roof, pull out the growing weeds, cut the banyan tree between the bricks in the corner, cut it in two, carefully pull out the thin roots, and put the old tiles left over from the building of the house on the leaky places.Finally, I carried water and scoured the floor of the house and yard vigorously with bucket after bucket.

Zhong Cuihua sat on a low stool, watched Zhao Dahai busy, and kept wiping away tears.

Zhao Dahai didn't say anything. Grandma has been exhausted for the past two years. The key is that she is ignorant and has broken her heart. Now that she is sensible and can't control herself, she is happy. Don't worry about it.

evening.

sunset.

In front of the yard.

A pile of rubbish piled up like a hill.

Zhao Dahai lit a match and lit it. When the sea breeze blew, a puff of green smoke rose and burned.

"father!"

"mother!"

"No more fooling around!"

"Make money and live well."

"Let grandma live a comfortable life for a few days."

Rebirth and go back to die?
Or continue to eat and wait to die?
There will be no such idea and will not do such a thing.

Grandma lost her son in old age and suffered a lot. As a man herself, she has to support the whole family and let her enjoy the blessings for a few years.

Marry a wife and have children.

Have a good time.

This is what parents want to see most.

Zhao Dahai looked at the fire, and secretly swore.

(End of this chapter)