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During the period when the system lost contact, her life was still going step by step. How she lived in the past 17 years is still how she lives now.

Yunling sent a letter to her family, telling them that she would be back a few years ago.

The driver of the garment factory also sent Aunt Jing and Huanhuan some food, vegetables and fruits produced by the system, which should exist in this season.

For the rest of the time, it was as flat as water, flowing quietly.

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

Private fishing is currently not allowed, but there are still fish that slip through the net and fish secretly.

This kind of behavior is different from the Winter Harvest Festival organized by the whole county. The Winter Harvest Festival is basically led by people selected by the commune, and the militia troops in the county will also escort them.

This activity will continue until the year before. The fish and prey obtained will be handed over to the public after accounting for work points. Most of them will be exported to various cities. During the New Year’s Day, they will be sold out. If there is any surplus, it will be distributed back to the commune according to the head. , and finally distributed to the villagers one by one.

Each person can basically get about five catties of fish every year.

In terms of winter fishing and hunting, the forest province next door is more grand, but there is also a large freshwater lake under the Red Flag Commune, which can fully feed the fish consumption of a county throughout the year.

According to historical records, from the beginning of the deed to the present, people will go to Mugan Lake every year to hold bowls in the spring, dig ice to get fish, chase eagles and wild geese, hold head fish feasts, feast ministers and envoys, discuss politics and diplomacy, and return at the end of spring.

In the past, there were many tedious processes such as offering sacrifices to the lake, praying for blessings, toasting with wine, waking up the net, etc., but now everything is simplified.

The initial fishing and hunting is actually very simple.

Build a grass shed on the thick ice, dig an ice hole in it, wait for a large number of fish to swim to the hole to take a breath, and then use a fork to fork down.

Later, it evolved into using a wire fence to put it down for fishing.

But now it is basically a team division of labor and cooperation. Several communes have selected teams, led by old fish handed down from generation to generation. There are about a hundred or so experienced fishers.

A seasoned fish has excellent eyesight when looking for schools of fish.

When the fish school breathes, dense small air bubbles will be produced. Old man Shi can know where the fish are just by walking on the ice like this.In addition, it depends on whether the fish moves or not. If the small fish bubble swims in the ice water, it proves that the fish has not left.

The troops will surround the area of ​​activities he has designated in advance with a circle of red flags, and then the soldiers will stand guard every few meters around to prevent the people who watch the excitement from running around.

Yun Ling was not immune either, she also came to join in the fun, after all, almost everyone in the village brigade would come to watch this annual event.

Chu Silan's legs are already able to get off the ground, as long as she is slower than usual, there is no big problem in normal walking.Qian Li was supporting her by the side, with an excited expression on her face, she couldn't hide her excitement, she stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance from time to time.

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

Yunling took Chu Songlan's arm on the other side, and explained: "There are also, but they are basically concentrated in the reservoir, unlike the rivers and lakes that are so big here."

She has also skated on the sea ice in Shijiao, the capital. The same empty alley, but a different feeling.

At that time, skating with the skates was free and easy.

At this time, I saw crowds of people moving and drums and music.

As the trumpet sounded, piling, ice digging, ditch digging, net casting, and net pulling were all done in one go.

It was more than 30 degrees below zero, and the cold wind rolled up the fine snow slag, scratching the cheek like a thin needle.Everyone wore big cotton-padded jackets, two cotton trousers, and a strong and cold-resistant dog-skin hat on their heads, wrapped like a meat dumpling.

Led by the old man Shi, the crowd passed the large net through various ice caves, and stretched the large net into a huge encirclement circle under the ice layer more than 50 cm thick with piercing poles, twisted spears and walking hooks, slowly covering the ice without realizing the danger. school of fish.

A few hours later, several teams urged the horses and whips at the same time, pulled the winch, and slowly pulled the big net out of the glacier.

Compared with the annual output of nearly 1000 million in the famous fishing and hunting season in Lin Province, Bin County's annual output is only three-tenths of that, but even so, it is enough to make people feel happy during the New Year.

The gift of nature is especially precious in the era of lack of food and clothing.At present, many people can't afford to eat, and naturally they don't have the concept of continuing the cycle, and almost all of them are desperately trying to catch fish.

After all, the more you fish, the less hungry you will be.

What's more, this kind of free fishing is only once a year, so you can take as much as you want to have fun!
Everyone was immersed in the great joy of the harvest, and they didn't notice that the crowd was already a little rioted.

"Who saw Wang Shu?"

Captain Zhao yelled at the top of his voice, and when he turned his head, he found that there was one person missing during the count. It was only after a pair of names that he realized that the grandson of Old Carpenter Wang had disappeared.

"Has anyone seen where Wang Shu has gone?"

He yelled again, louder and more anxiously.

When they came, each commune, each brigade, and each village planned their own fixed scope of activities, led by the village head or brigade leader.

Seeing that today's fishing and hunting is coming to an end, when they are about to return to the village, there is one less person, who is not in a hurry?
Especially on this lake where ice holes are dug everywhere, it is easy to fall if you are not careful, and it will be fatal if you fall in and rescue it.

Captain Zhao was sweating profusely. Afraid that something might happen to Wang Shu, he immediately reported it to the surrounding troops and militia, and asked them to help find someone together.

Just when he was burning like an ant in a hot pot, a militiaman suddenly put a thick hemp rope on himself and tied it to a wooden post next to him, and then jumped into the ice cave.

"Hurry up and save people!"

The surrounding crowd screamed and exclaimed: "It's minus [-] degrees, I can't freeze to death!"

"Quick! Pull him up!"

Before the soldiers swarmed up to pull the rope, the militiaman swam ashore by himself, lying on the ice and shivering.

There was also a young child in his arms.

——It’s Wang Shu.

Yunling shouted: "Hurry up and change the wet clothes on him, and cover him with two more cotton-padded jackets!"

Comrade Ni Tao from the militia, who used to patrol near Yongsheng Village, was transferred to help this time.

When he saw Wang Shu accidentally fell into the water, he immediately jumped down to save him.

Ni Tao's consciousness is very clear, apart from shivering from the cold, he is fine for the time being.

Yunling squeezed through the crowd and shouted loudly: "Let's make way, everyone please make way. I'm a doctor! Let me go in and have a look first!"

Everyone made a way in an instant.

Yunling knelt down and leaned over to test her breath, and found that her breathing rate did not change significantly, and she also had a normal cough reflex, which proved that the symptoms of drowning were relatively mild.

She turned Wang Shu over, let him lie on his side on a flat ice surface, tilted his head down, pried open his mouth, opened his teeth with her fingers, and began to clean the secretions from the nasal cavity.

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

Yunling stretched out her right palm and struck the child's back shoulder quickly and continuously, not only to keep the airway unobstructed, but also to prevent the tongue muscle from drooping and blocking the airway.

Next is drainage.

——She knelt down with her left leg and bent her right leg, letting Wang Shu lie on her knees, with her head and feet hanging down.Then he shook his thighs regularly, so that the accumulated water in the airway would continuously pour out.

After finishing such a laborious rescue work, Yun Ling was a little tired.

She blamed herself, she should exercise more, otherwise she would not be able to keep up physically.

When I first came here, it was just in time for the autumn harvest. At that time, although I was too tired to get up from the kang, but should I say it, my body strength is conservatively estimated to be several times stronger than it is now.

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

Fortunately, without using Yunling 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 unforeseen catastrophe will happen.

Part of the specific operation description refers to documentaries and reports. It was a bit painful when writing, because as a Northeast native, I have never witnessed the grand winter fishing. I only saw it on TV. At that time, I only felt that there were so many people! (Zhou Xun's face)