Golden Fishing Village

The weather after the rain was a bit cooler, especially at night on the sea, the gentle sea breeze was cool and comfortable.

When he went out to the dock, Ao Muyang vaguely heard the cicada's cry, which reminded him of the delicious cicada monkey.

However, according to what he knew, in their hometown, cicadas usually appear in late June. It is not normal for them to crawl out in early June. It can only be said that it is too hot this year.

It is not hot at sea. The sea fishing boat starts, and the sea breeze blows, making people feel comfortable.

Dai Zongxi appeared on the sea in the speedboat of the coast guard. Ao Muyang rushed over after receiving the call and joined the speedboats of other villages.

Seeing Ao Muyang coming, the village cadres of several villages took the initiative to greet him.

This is the case in the countryside. Those with big fists speak tough, and everyone gives more face on the surface. On the contrary, the cowardly good people are the most bullied.

Ao Muyang did not act arrogant. He responded when someone greeted him, and then asked, "How long has Director Dai been here?"

"About ten minutes? Their speedboat just arrived here." A village party secretary in Suji Town said while smoking.

Dai Zongxi really thought highly of Ao Muyang. When he found out that he had arrived, the director personally came out and waved to him: "Xiao Ao, what are you having for dinner tonight?"

This greeting was very rural. Ao Muyang smiled and said: "A friend came over. I got some wild mushrooms and wild mushrooms in the mountains in the afternoon and stewed mushroom soup in the evening."

"Okay, this thing is good for health." Dai Zongxi smiled and said, "The temporary inspection tonight affected your hospitality to your friends. Are you feeling resentful?"

Hearing this, Ao Muyang waved his hand quickly: "Director Dai, don't knock me. I don't feel resentful at all. Protecting the ocean and fishery resources are what we fishermen should do, because we are protecting our jobs for future generations."

Dai Zongxi smiled even more happily: "Well, young comrades are highly conscious."

After chatting for a few words, he went to greet other village cadres.

As expected of a senior official in the political arena, Dai Zongxi's skills are very smooth. He can flatter the village officials with just a few words.

Choosing to go out to sea to enforce the law at night shows that Dai Zongxi really takes this job seriously, rather than just dealing with it hastily.

When the law enforcement team reunited, Dai Zongxi spoke first: "I would like to apologize for gathering everyone together at night when my wife is sleeping. But I think everyone knows that we are now strictly enforcing the law at sea. Some lawbreakers dare not go out to sea during the day, so they take advantage of the night to fish and fish illegally. We want to investigate them, so if you want to hate, hate these lawbreakers, don't be soft later..."

"...Just now a comrade told me that this ocean is the rice bowl of future generations. I want to say that the ocean is not only the rice bowl of future generations, but also our rice bowl. Whoever wants to destroy my rice bowl, I will fight him to death!"

"Okay, that's all, no more chatter, everyone get on the boat and set off, and never let go of a fishing boat that fishes illegally! Everyone set off!"

The roar of the speedboat sounded, and the boats sailed out one after another.

This time, it was a collective action that brought together the captains of the law enforcement team. There were enough people, so almost all the village party secretaries went out to sea by themselves, without bringing villagers.

Just like the first time they went out to sea, the village cadres gathered on a boat, and there were more than ten speedboats patrolling separately, conducting a thorough search of the vast ocean.

Ao Muyang was still on a boat with the village party secretaries of Longwangzhuang, Wangjia Village, Daliu Village and other villages. Since he had tossed Long Deshui last time, the village party secretaries were afraid of his ruthless methods and did not dare to provoke him.

He stayed at the stern to enjoy the fluttering sea breeze. The general followed his example, drooping his front paws on the side of the boat, leaning forward, and resting his chin on his paws.

The sea breeze blew the tuft of white hair in front of the general's forehead left and right. Under the dim light, its eyes looked a little confused. Ao Muyang couldn't help but sigh after noticing: What a charming and melancholy middle-aged dog!

Long Deshui became obedient after being punished by him once. He felt that offending Ao Muyang was worse than offending Wang Youwei, so he came to curry favor with him.

There was mineral water on the boat. He took a bottle and handed it to Ao Muyang, saying with a wry smile: "Village Chief Ao, would you like some water?"

Ao Muyang nodded to express his gratitude. He shook his hand and said: "I got it."

Long Deshui changed the subject. He glanced at the general and said: "Your golden shorthair is really majestic. The hair is of good quality and has good lines, but there is a tuft of white hair on the top of the head. This, this, this..."

He was embarrassed to say the following words, because it would easily offend people if he continued.

Indeed, there are some bad sayings about white hair on a dog's head and white hair on a dog's tail. This kind of dog is called a mourning dog. If part of the golden shorthair's tail grows white hair, it must be cut off. Some are more extreme and will cut off the entire tail of the dog.

There is no way to deal with white hair on a dog's head. You can't just chop off the dog's head, right?

The general was born to his old bitch. All the other puppies were taken away. The reason why the general was kept was that he was strong and Ao Muyang liked him. Another reason was that he had white hair on his head. The neighbors were superstitious about this and did not keep him.

Ao Muyang was indifferent to these superstitious things. He touched the tuft of white hair on the general's head and smiled: "I think it's nothing. It's pretty good. It makes my general stand out."

The general rubbed his palm with his head. He was so well-behaved.

Long Deshui was also a smart man. Seeing that Ao Muyang doted on the general, he changed the subject again: "Hey, Village Chief Ao, don't you think we went out tonight in vain? Right? There is no way we can get anything."

Ao Muyang said: "Not necessarily. There are indeed fishing boats out at night to poach."

Long Deshui sneered and said: "Yes, there are plenty of fishing boats on the sea during the fishing ban period every year? But everyone is in touch with each other, how can you catch them? And now the fishing boats in the village go out to sea in the second half of the night, and your village's fishing boats go out to sea in the middle of the night?"

Ao Muyang looked at him in surprise and said: "Our village's fishing boats don't go out to sea, isn't this a sea closure? We have to respond to the policy from above?"

Hearing him say this, Long Deshui was stunned: "Your village's fishing boats really don't go out? Then the villagers... Oh, your village is now doing a booming tourism industry, and there are many tourists. How did you do this? Can you take our village with you?"

He changed the subject again, as if Ao Muyang's words made him feel a little apprehensive.

Ao Muyang noticed this sensitively. Their village is indeed strictly implementing the sea closure policy issued by the Municipal Ocean and Fisheries Bureau. It seems that other villages have not done so.

He casually chatted about the tourism industry, and then casually said, "Do all villages still have boats going out to sea every day? It's so tiring to go out to sea in the middle of the night."

"How can you make money if you're not tired?" Long Deshui said subconsciously, and then he quickly shifted the topic back to the tourism industry, "Do you think our village can also do some projects to attract tourists?"