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

Chapter 19 The fence is up!

After eating breakfast, Zhao Dahai walked out of the yard. The wind was blowing very strongly. He glanced at the sea in the distance, and there were white-headed waves one after another. No fishing boat dared to go out to sea in this weather, and they all stopped at the small pier in front of the village.

Zhao Dahai thought of the vegetable field behind the yard, and immediately walked over to it. He saw that there were more sprouting vegetable seeds, and now there was no delay. He originally planned to sell blue crabs in the town today, but he changed his mind last night. Today is nothing. The matter, the fence has to be erected quickly.

Zhao Dahai took the hatchet, told Zhong Cuihua to cut bamboo, and then went out to the back of the village.

After Zhong Cuihua finished her blue crab porridge, she walked to the main room and sat down. She was about to weave a fishing net when someone called her outside the door. In response, the courtyard door was pushed open.

"Golden peach."

"How did you get here?!"

"Have you had breakfast yet?!"

"Zhao Dahai wanted me to try something new, so he killed two blue crabs to make porridge. There are still some in the pot."

"Hey!"

"Each one costs dozens of dollars. Isn't it a waste for us to eat?!"

"A little fish and shrimp are enough. Why don't you eat it? It's all to fill your stomach."

Zhong Cuihua stood up, pulled a chair beside her, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Huang Jintao grabbed Zhong Cuihua, shook her head, and came here only after eating breakfast.

"Hehehe!"

"Dahai is a filial child."

"You can eat it after cooking."

"I'll bring you some freshly dug sweet potatoes from the field."

Huang Jintao put down the small basket in her hand, and looked at Zhong Cuihua carefully while talking. The sad face she had been facing for the past two years disappeared, and when she saw a smile when she was talking, her face turned a little rosy.

"Golden peach."

"Hey, you want to talk about the children of the sea repairing fishing boats and going fishing?!"

Zhong Cuihua took the net shuttle to mend the fishing net.Huang Jintao came to find her, she must be talking about this.

"The old man Zhao Shina told me that the sea wants to repair the fishing boat and go fishing."

"I think going out to sea to fish depends on what the Sea Dragon King wants."

"No one knows when to get angry."

"According to me, Dahai, don't go fishing. Dadong and Xiaodong work outside. The money is not much, two to three thousand yuan a month. If you are willing to work hard, you can get four to five thousand yuan."

"Safety."

Huang Jintao stretched the fishing net so that Zhong Cuihua could mend it more easily.

Zhong Cuihua didn't speak, and shook her head after a while.

"what?!"

"Old sister-in-law."

"What the hell are you thinking?!"

"Dahai's father and his mother had an accident two years ago."

Jintao is a little anxious.

"Dahai's child was really a bit of a jerk in the first two years."

"My father and mother are gone, it's normal to look like this."

"But all of this is in the past. In the past few days, it seems that I am living steadily."

"Two years ago, I was afraid that if I died, I would have no face to see Dahai's parents."

"Don't worry about it now."

……

"Dahai has made up his mind since he was a child."

"No one can stop what you want to do."

……

"I'm getting old. The kid must be unwilling to leave the village."

……

"If you stay in the village, you must have something to make money, right?!"

"In the future, I have to marry a daughter-in-law, I have to have a baby, which one doesn't need money?!"

"If you don't go fishing, what else can you do?!"

……

After listening to Zhong Cuihua's words, Huang Jintao didn't know what to say for a long time.

Who doesn't know that it is very hard to go fishing in the wind and sun? !

Who doesn't know that fishing is dangerous?
But what can be done?
Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite.

The mountain bamboo forest behind the village, there is no sun today, the wind is very strong, and it blows loudly, it is not stuffy at all, it is very suitable for working.

Zhao Dahai cut down a lot of bamboo in one go, tied them up and counted more than a dozen bundles, estimated that it was almost enough, took a rest, and just wanted to move back, remembering Liu Bin told himself that the fruit tree was planted in the wrong place, Walking to the top of the mountain, you have to see for yourself what's going on.

Langtou Village is low in front and high in back.

In front of the village is the sea.

Behind the village is a mountain.Which piece of land on the mountain belongs to which family is not a matter that is decided now. The ancestors divided it hundreds of years ago. There is nothing to say about extinct households.

The stone mountain has less mud and more stones. It is very barren and cannot grow food or vegetables. It can only grow some fruit trees or other forest trees.There are few fruit trees planted, three or five are as high as the sky, no matter what kind of fruit tree they can't bear much fruit, they can't bear good fruit, and they can't be sold for money.Most of them are drought-tolerant and long-growing pine and bin trees. They can chop some firewood at ordinary times, and when they grow up, they can be used for building houses, making furniture, and even repairing fishing boats.

Zhao Dahai climbed along the path for about an hour, and when he reached the middle of the mountain, his own piece of land was on the top of the mountain. He hadn’t been here for a few years, and he almost couldn’t find the place. After turning around several times, he found the right direction and left. After a while, I saw someone just walked by the grass on both sides of the narrow path.

Liu Bin is here?

Zhao Dahai continued to walk forward for ten or twenty minutes. He vaguely saw someone in the woods not far away. He yelled and walked over to see that it was really Liu Bin who was digging a tree. I looked at my woodland twice, and the trees have grown a lot taller. I thought about cutting off some forked branches in a few days, so that the trees can grow taller and straighter. The cut branches can be dried and dragged home to make a fire Cooking kills two birds with one stone.

Zhao Dahai forgot about the bamboo in the bamboo grove, so he turned around and went down the mountain without waiting too long.

Liu Bin wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Zhao Dahai's back, and the smile on his face disappeared. Fortunately, he went up the mountain today.

Zhao Dahai went down the mountain and returned to the bamboo forest. He carried the bamboos one after another to the vegetable field behind his house. He wanted to dry them before setting up the fence, but the weather was bad today, so he went to work right away. Bamboo started to tie up the fence.

sunset.

The sea breeze is six or seven.

With the obstruction of the house, the wind is much smaller.

Zhao Dahai looked at the fence that was set up along the edge of the vegetable field, the height of which was half a person's head. The beans didn't germinate, but the vegetable seeds came out. When I looked at it in the morning, it was only one o'clock, and at night it grew a lot. After two or three days Start pumping the leaves, and the chickens and ducks in the village will not let them go, and they can't do without this thing.A busy day is filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Zhao Haijian tasted it, and found that the fence was very stable. It was windy all day without rain, and the soil dried quickly. He went back to the yard to fetch water and watered it again.

"what?"

"Where did you get the sweet potatoes?"

When Zhao Dahai walked into the kitchen, Zhong Cuihua was cooking and was peeling sweet potatoes in his hand, but he remembered that there were none at home.

Zhong Cuihua said that she brought over the golden peaches in the morning, and she just cooked them for dinner.There are endless things to do in the village every day. Eat whatever you want. Put two more peeled sweet potatoes and rice to cook a pot of porridge. abdomen.

(End of this chapter)