Golden Fishing Village

Lu Zhichao said: "Are you two stupid? This rain praying activity is mainly carried out by your two villages, and it is not held by the whole town. Just choose an old man from your village."

Ao Muyang waved his hands and said: "That won't work. The oldest old man in our village has been paralyzed for several years and cannot participate in this event. With his body and bones, he probably can go directly to the sea to see the Dragon Prince and communicate directly with him."

Lu Zhichao looked at Yang Shuyong, who said: "Our village's seniority is not unified..."

These words confused the secretary: "You are a village in Wangjia Village, but the seniority of the people in the village is not unified?"

Mentioning this, Yang Shuyong laughed happily: "Secretary Lu, you may not know that our Wangjia Village was not called the Seven Surname Village before, but now it is called Wangjia Village!"

Taking this opportunity, he told the inside story about the village name change and put forward his own ideas to restore the village's traditional name.

Hearing him chirping and collecting a bunch, Ao Muyang got impatient, so he pushed him and said: "Come on, Lao Yang, please stop talking about these digressions. Is there any other candidate?"

Yang Shuyong said: "Yes, young people with the highest academic qualifications can also be hosts, because in ancient times, the most knowledgeable person in a region was regarded as the reincarnation of a literary star."

"Then this is it." Lu Zhichao and Ao Muyang said in unison.

"Which one of your two villages has the highest academic qualifications?" Lu Zhichao asked again.

Ao Muyang laughed: "I have a brother named Ao Wenchang. He graduated from 985 University."

Lu Zhichao had an impression of Ao Wenchang. After all, he and Jiang Xiaoyu were directly responsible for the village committee work in Longtou Village.

Hearing that Ao Wenchang had a degree from 985 University, Lu Zhichao sighed: "You have a high degree of education, how could you become a fisherman?"

As soon as he said these words, Ao Muyang and Yang Shuyong were both unhappy: "What happened to the fishermen?"

Lu Zhichao lowered his wrist to appease them, and then asked: "Let's be reasonable. Xiao Ao, your child will graduate from 985 University. Are you willing to let him come back and become a fisherman?"

Ao Muyang said: "Of course I am willing."

Lu Zhichao was stunned: "Why, why?"

Ao Muyang said: "My family has a fishing ground and an ocean-going fishing boat. The combined wealth is tens of millions. What's wrong with him coming back to inherit the family property? Besides, I don't have any children yet."

Lu Zhichao looked at Yang Shuyong again and asked, "So, Party Secretary Yang, do you have a child? Your child is in school, right? If he graduates from a prestigious university in the future, will you let him come back to work as a fisherman?"

"Of course I do." Yang Shuyong said almost with joy.

Lu Zhichao was stunned again: "Why?"

Yang Shuyong said: "That bastard of mine can't even get into high school, so he still expects to go to a prestigious university? If he can get into university, then I can create a good family fortune for him like Director Ao, and let him come back to inherit the family fortune. "

Lu Zhichao: ≡(▔﹏▔)≡

After the selection of the keynote speaker has been decided, the next step is to organize activities.

They first went to the Ersheng Temple to have a look. The small temple was not big, covering an area of ​​less than an acre. There were two old men inside doing temple blessings and cleaning it regularly. It was well maintained.

People on the seaside are relatively devout in their beliefs. Every time they go to sea, people come to ask for blessings from the Dragon King and Guanshi Bodhisattva. After a fisherman goes to sea, his family members come to pray for blessings, so the popularity has always been high.

When they were viewing the temple, Yang Shuyong asked: "Hey Lao Ao, I suddenly remembered that you plan to get married next year, right?"

Ao Muyang said: "Yeah."

Yang Shuyong laughed and said, "Then you are not allowed to bring Teacher Lu to the temple this Mid-Autumn Festival and next year's Lantern Festival?"

Walking to the temple is a traditional custom in local marriages. Walking to the temple and crossing the bridge is to pray for blessings and to remove bad luck.

Ao Muyang said: "I will definitely come."

Yang Shuyong patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, then you have to get familiar with this temple."

The Ersheng Temple is small in area and simple in layout. It is a bit like a courtyard. The main door opens to the south and is surrounded by green brick walls. The main hall is naturally facing the north and south. There are statues of the Dragon King and Guanyin Bodhisattva. There are two rooms on the east and west sides, one with two rooms. One is Miao Zhu's dormitory, and the other is the kitchen and utility room. There is a large stone tripod in the spacious yard, and there is mist inside all year round.

The time for praying for rain was set at the end of July. Ao Muyang and Yang Shuyong each shouted in the village, and then two to three hundred villagers spontaneously came to sign up for the event.

There is really nothing we can do. After the Chinese New Year, there was only one spring rain, and then today it has not rained again. The ground is so dry that it is about to smoke.

What’s even worse is that the weather forecast says there is still no rain throughout August. How can we survive this?

The rain praying activity attracted more than 300 people from the two villages. People from other villages also came after hearing the news, and some tourists also came.

At the end of July, everyone flocked to the Ersheng Temple, crowding the small temple to the brim.

Most people couldn't squeeze in, so they knelt down with their hands clasped together piously outside.

Looking at this scene, Ao Muyang was greatly shocked. He sighed: "It seems that this year's severe drought has caused suffering to the people!"

Ao Wenchang, who was wearing a robe, wiped his sweat and said: "Longtou, you have caused me harm too."

Ao Muyang comforted him and said, "It's okay. It'll be over after a while. It's not too hot."

Ao Wenchang said: "I'm not afraid of the heat, I'm afraid of what people say. Oh, what kind of rules are these? Finding the most educated person to be the main priest, isn't this putting me on the fire? Oh, why did I study hard back then? Now I've become a laughing stock!"

Ao Muyang said: "What kind of laughing stock are you? You're not unemployed at home now, but a key figure in our village and a pillar of the fishing boat. If you want to talk about a laughing stock, you have to talk about when I was a chef in Beijing. At that time, there was a dishwasher in the kitchen who was a Peking University student."

Ao Wenchang asked in astonishment: "Really?"

"Absolutely true!"

With this comfort, Ao Wenchang felt much more comfortable.

Ao Muyang didn't tell him that the girl from Peking University came to wash dishes as a summer job, and she came to help her sick mother who worked in the kitchen.

"The auspicious time has arrived!" A temple keeper shouted at the top of his voice.

Ao Muyang pushed Ao Wenchang to let him enter the temple. At this time, many believers outside the temple knelt down, put their hands together and began to kowtow and pray:

"Lord Dragon, Goddess of Mercy, please bless my daughter-in-law to get pregnant, it doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, just one first."

"Lord Dragon, Goddess, please bless me, let my wife get well soon."

"Lord Dragon, open your eyes and look at me, bless me not to be the last in the exam next semester, at least let me be the second to last, let others have a taste of the last place!"

Listening to the muttering of everyone, Ao Muyang was dumbfounded: he thought these people came here to pray for rain, but it turned out that he thought too much.