Golden Fishing Village

It was quite difficult to peel two hundred kilograms of shrimps. Ao Muyang and his family went into battle, and Song Qiumin called a few free women from the village to help, and then the work started.

The big guys peeled shrimps, and you also peeled shrimps. The whole afternoon, the Wolf brothers' bellies were full.

Lu Zhizi picked up Meng Yi and combed its wolf fur. The little wolf cub burped, smelling of seafood...

Ao Muyang went to knead the dough. He kneaded the flour with water and kneaded it into a dough, then rubbed lard into it, so that the dough continued to be kneaded and shiny.

The following process is similar to making dumplings. The dough is stretched into strips, sliced ​​and patted, then shrimps and a little green vegetables are wrapped inside, and then shaped into a beautiful shape. This is the king of shrimp dumplings.

Zhang Nan followed suit and said after looking at it: "Hey, it's just shrimp dumplings? But the shape you made looks pretty good, like a small crown, huh?"

"The village chief is really clever. Not many men have such skill, right, Teacher Lu?" A woman next to him flattered him.

Lu Zhizi's face turned red and he whispered: "How do I know?"

The wrapped dumplings cannot be put into the pot, so Ao Muyang froze them layer by layer and packed them in boxes in crisper boxes.

In the evening, everyone went home. In addition to giving them a bag of shrimps, Ao Muyang also packed several boxes of shrimp dumplings for each of the women.

The women were not polite. Ao Muyang had already told them that the reason for doing so much was that he wanted to deliver two boxes door-to-door in the village before the New Year to thank everyone for supporting his work over the past year.

Before leaving, Zhang Nan said: "Village chief, you are just being polite, but it would be better for you to be the village chief. How many years has Ao Zhiyi been the village chief? I have never eaten any of his dumplings."

"Well, you're going to eat at his house? You're awesome. He's just such an old man. It's already good that he didn't come to your house to eat." The women laughed. They showed their true nature as shrews and quickly organized Ao Zhiyi. G.

Once a year, the twelfth lunar month is the New Year.

Ao Muyang went from door to door carrying a fresh-keeping box early in the morning. There was also a piece of lettuce, a bag of brown sugar, and a bottle of honey in the box.

He first went to the old man Ao Zhiman's home, put down his things and said with a smile: "Master Man, as usual, as a junior, I wish you a prosperous life and a sweet life in the coming year."

Ao Zhi couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and asked him to sit down in the yard and said: "Okay, village chief, what else do you want to send? There are so many things sent this year. There is a TV and a refrigerator at home. Nothing is missing.”

Ao Muyang said: "I didn't give you anything good, just some dumplings, but don't cook them, steam them. There is lard in the skin of these dumplings, so they are delicious when steamed."

He looked around the yard. From the outside, it felt like the old house had been renovated, but from the inside, he found that it was still the same thing.

Ao Zhiman knew what he was looking at and said proactively: "A few days ago, an engineering team came over to renovate. I said no, I am quite comfortable living in this old house, and the wing was just built last winter. Let them Just paint the outside white."

Every room is tightly closed, the doors and windows are closed, and newspapers are pasted on the windows. From the outside, you can't see inside the room.

Ao Muyang didn't know what the grandfather and grandson were doing, but this was their freedom and he couldn't control it.

To be honest, Tian Tian was quite curious about the situation in Ao Zhiman's room. The old man was simply isolated from the world and had little contact with the people in the village. That is to say, Ao Muyang had saved the lives of their grandfather and grandson, and the others were not even close to their doorstep. No one can get in.

Looking at Lu Zhizi who was following Ao Muyang, Ao Zhiman asked: "Teacher Lu, when are you going to get along with the village chief?"

Lu Zhizi smiled and said, "It depends on fate."

"It's fate that you two are together. If you ask me to pick a good day to get married, I've watched the village chief grow up. My dear boy, marry him. You won't be able to bear the grievances in this life." The old man held him in high esteem.

Lu Zhizi smiled and said, "I'm very confident about this, but getting married is a big deal."

Ao Muyang knew that she didn't want to talk about this. Maybe her parents' marriage had left a shadow on her.

Seeing that the topic had shifted to this aspect, he said: "Master Man, you are busy first. I have to go around the whole village today, so I have to leave first."

Since he returned to the village, he has not visited every house. This time he sent shrimp dumplings just because he wanted to make a big visit to the whole village.

The old man walked them to the door and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't get married early, or if it's just the right time, I can still give you a decent gift."

Ao Muyang didn't quite understand what he said. What does 'catching a good time' mean? However, the old man was usually very talkative, so he didn't think much about it, waved his hand and led Lu Zhizi to the next house.

From morning to evening, the two of them were exhausted after returning home.

They walked a lot of roads this day. These roads were not the roads in the village, but the two of them drank too much tea and kept going to the toilet. They were all roads to the toilet...

In the middle of winter, when the fishermen had nothing to do, they just stayed at home and drank tea. Ao Muyang and the others had no other entertainment after they left, so they only had enough tea, water, and dried fruits.

After the New Year, Ao Muyang took Lu Zhizi to visit the homes of several uncles and aunts, and bought some gifts to send there.

He usually doesn't move around frequently with his relatives, but his relationship is very close. At least the relatives are very enthusiastic.

This is normal. Longtou Village is now famous throughout Hongyang. As the village chief who led the village to rise, Ao Muyang is even more famous locally.

Not only does he have power and money, but the fishermen all know how valuable the catch he brings back from the sea is.

As the saying goes, a rich man has distant relatives in the mountains. These relatives are not distant relatives, but they are very close, so they naturally get along well with him.

When he went to his uncle Yang Baokun's house, the matchmaker Qiulian behind the house happened to come over to play.

Ao Muyang politely gave a gift, which made the woman's eyes narrowed into slits.

During this time, she took Ao Muyang's hand and said, "Oh, Baokun, your nephew is amazing. When I saw him for the first time, I knew that this child has a promising future. Look, look, look, am I right?"

She looked at Lu Zhizi and said, "This girl is also good. Well, you can see that she is educated at first glance. Xiaoyang, your partner has a high degree of education, right?"

Ao Muyang said, "He has a doctorate."

Aunt Qiulian smacked her lips proudly: "Look, look, I can see a good person with my eyes, especially young people. I can see almost everything at a glance."

"I used to Just say, how can a good boy like Xiaoyang lack a wife? He doesn't need one! Look, what a good girl, a match made in heaven! "

"Alas, the old Hu family in this town is unlucky. Do you remember Hu Xiuxiu? The girl has gone to Hongyang now and has not found a partner yet. Now her parents are anxious and look for me every now and then. What's the point of looking for me? I have introduced the best guy to her. They missed this good marriage by themselves. They have to bear the consequences of their own actions!"

A gift earned Ao Muyang an hour of endless praise.