Golden Fishing Village

Women in fishing families are good cooks. Song Qiumin is not in good health and cannot go out to sea. In order to help the family, she started with housework and her cooking skills are quite good.

The dumplings made with water chestnuts and dried shrimps last night were very good. The water chestnuts and dried shrimps are paired, and the taste is slightly light, but it is precisely because of this that the deliciousness of the dried shrimps can be more prominent.

The fish soup noodles this morning are fragrant, the snow-white fish soup is steaming, the hand-rolled noodles are smooth and firm, full of elasticity and chewiness, and Ao Muyang feels moisturized after eating a mouthful of noodles and drinking a mouthful of fish soup.

There was nothing to do in the morning. After he cleaned up the yellow croaker and shark skin, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the volunteer teacher again.

This time the call was quickly connected, and a lazy voice sounded in a daze: "Ahem, hello, hello, who is this?"

Ao Muyang realized that he had called a little early. Although the sun was shining, it was actually just after six o'clock, which was still early morning for people in the city.

After thinking for a while, he said politely: "Hello, hello, are you Teacher Shuzhizi? I am a villager in Longtou Village. The village chief asked me to contact you and pick you up to work. Are you resting? Sorry to bother you."

"Well, hello." The other party was obviously woken up by the phone and was a little vague, "Longtou Village?"

"Yes, aren't you a teacher who came to teach?"

"Oh, yes, sorry, I just woke up and my mind is not very clear. I know Longtou Village, there is a ferry directly to it, I will go there in the next two days, no need to bother you to pick me up, I will go by myself." The voice became crisper, Wu Nong soft, like the wind in the south of the Yangtze River blowing a string of silver bells

Ao Muyang "You are too polite, teacher. When will you come to the village and tell me, I will lead the way. This is my duty. Otherwise, you can rest first, and I will contact you when you wake up."

The female teacher chuckled and said, "I am awake now. How about this, it is better to do it today than to wait for a day. I will report to the school today."

Ao Muyang immediately said, "Okay, tell me a place and I will pick you up. The sea road here is not easy to travel."

The female teacher said a few polite words, and when she saw him insisting, she smiled and said, "Okay, then let's meet at Hongyang Wharf Square? It just so happens that I brought some small gifts for the students. It is indeed difficult for one person to carry them."

After the location and time were arranged, Ao Muyang hung up the phone.

Ao Xiaoniu immediately said, "Uncle Yang, is this the new teacher? She has a really nice voice and must be pretty."

Ao Muyang smiled and said, "What do you know? Today, you and the general will watch the house for uncle. Uncle will pick up your teacher."

The general didn't want to be separated from him. When he saw him walking towards the pier, he immediately caught up with him.

Ao Xiaoniu tried to stop it, but the general gave him a contemptuous look and nimbly bypassed him.

Ao Muyang had no choice but to catch it and let Ao Xiaoniu hold the naughty kid.

Ao Xiaoniu said viciously: "See how you run."

Ao Muyang went away, and the general gave Ao Xiaoniu another contemptuous look, and it broke away from Ao Xiaoniu's arms without seeing it trying hard.

Ao Xiaoniu tried to hold it, but it ended up carrying him and running...

Ao Muyang had no choice but to stuff the general into the yard, blocking the threshold and closing the door.

Ao Xiaoniu leaned against the door and said more viciously: "See how you can run!"

The general gave him a contemptuous look again, and he didn't look at the door, but looked at the windowsill.

The fishermen's huts all have large windowsills, the purpose is to dry dried fish and seafood, and the windowsill is only one meter and one or two meters away from the ground. The general retracted his limbs and jumped up, just jumping onto the windowsill.

The old house of Ao Muyang's family was built low, with a courtyard wall of just over two meters. The height of the window sill from the courtyard wall was only over one meter, not even as high as the window sill across the ground.

Jumping onto the balcony, the general jumped again neatly and jumped directly onto the courtyard wall. Then he looked back arrogantly at Ao Xiaoniu, and then leisurely jumped off the wall again.

Ao Xiaoniu was dumbfounded, and after a long time he screamed: "General, you dog-day despise me!"

Ao Muyang was about to get on the boat, and when he turned around, he saw the general shaking his head and tail behind him.

He had no choice but to scold with a stern face: "Why are you disobedient? What are you doing? Huh? Do you take me seriously? My orders don't work, right?"

Hearing his harsh tone, the general immediately wilted, and he squatted on the small dock with his head down, feeling so wronged.

After being scolded by him this time, the general did not chase him again, and followed Ao Xiaoniu back home, looking back every three steps, with tears in his eyes.

Ao Fugui on the iron boat laughed: "Hey, how come the general is so smart now? He was a stupid dog before."

Riding the wind and waves all the way, bumping on the sea all the way, life on the boat is boring. No matter how far you look at the ocean, the scenery is the same, which can easily make people tired.

Ao Fugui coughed and yelled at the top of his voice: "Hey hey! One word is written to drop the head anchor, the head anchor is dropped and the boat is firmly anchored. The anchor is tied and the heart is at ease, Emperor Qianlong is traveling in the south of the Yangtze River..."

He was singing a fisherman's song. Ao Muyang hadn't heard these tunes for a long time, so he sat on the boat and listened to him singing a fisherman's song with a smile.

Don't look at Ao Fugui's dark and rough appearance, he actually has a good voice and sings fishermen's songs very well.

They happened to run into a small sampan. Listening to Ao Fugui's fishing song, someone on the sampan also sang loudly: "...Emperor Qianlong is traveling south of the Yangtze River. Two words are written to pull two oars. The kitchen will make fish soup. The fish soup will be more than a basket. King Wen of the Western Zhou Dynasty is here to predict the future..."

Ao Fugui's singing voice joined in: "Three words are written and three oars are pulled, three big boats are outside, eighty fishing ropes are put out, Emperor Renzong, please don't recognize your mother..."

Ao Muyang smiled and clapped his hands vigorously, but unfortunately the engines of the two boats were very noisy, and it was estimated that no one could hear his applause.

Singing fishermen's songs and waves all the way, this way the journey is not so boring. After a round of fishing songs, Hongyang Port appeared in front of us.

Hongyang Port is an important port in China. It was built in 1890. After more than a century of development, it has now become a large port with a foreign trade throughput of 100 million tons. It is an important international trade port and maritime transportation hub on the west coast of the Pacific Ocean.

The waters in this port are wide and deep, and it is navigable all year round. It has five port areas, 16 docks, and hundreds of berths. From a distance, the huge ships and buildings are in full bloom, which is very spectacular.

The iron boat docked, and Ao Muyang went to the dock and went straight to the square.

This square used to be a landmark building near the sea in Hongyang City, but as the city expanded, the city center moved from south to north and from the sea to the inland, and the square gradually became desolate.

Arriving at the square, Ao Muyang looked around. The weather was hot and there were not many people in the square. There were only a few children playing, a few elderly people watching children chatting, and a few messy young people drinking in the shade of trees with bare chests.

There was no one who fit the image of a female teacher here, so Ao Muyang took out his mobile phone and made a call.

The call was quickly connected, and the soft Wu dialect sounded again: "Hello, Mr. Ao, I have arrived at the square, but I don't seem to see you. I am entering the square, wearing a white top and blue jeans..."

Ao Muyang looked up at the entrance of the square, and a girl walked in leisurely.