Rebirth of a fishing village: starting from Hua Axiang in Jiehu Village

Zhao Dahai walked into the yard, and Zhong Cuihua was sitting in the hall weaving fishing nets. The weather was good today, and the sun was not too bright. She moved the fishing nets and other things under the trees in the yard, and while weaving the fishing nets, she basked in the sun to replenish calcium and keep her healthy.

Zhao Dahai poured a bowl of water and placed it on the ground next to the stool where Zhong Cuihua was sitting. He took a hatchet from the kitchen and walked out of the courtyard door to the vegetable patch behind the house. The water just poured in the morning, not long after the sun rose, was moist and dark. If you look closely, you can faintly see a little bit of bright yellow in the sprinkled vegetable seeds.

Zhao Dahai was very happy. It will take a few days to grow into small vegetable seedlings. There are many cats and dogs, especially chickens and ducks, in the village. They are all free-range. The vegetable plot must be fenced. The tide will ebb at about three o'clock in the afternoon. You can go into the mangrove forest and seize the time in the morning to cut some bamboo to surround the vegetable patch.

Zhao Dahai walked towards the mountain behind the village with a hatchet in his hand. After a while, he saw a large bamboo forest. When several ancestors of the village came, these bamboos were already here. They were ownerless things and wanted to Anyone who uses it can cut it.

There are many kinds of bamboo. Common ones include moso bamboo and palm bamboo.

The bamboo growing in the back mountain is not moso bamboo or brown bamboo. I don’t know its real name. People in the village call it dianthus. The characteristic is that it can grow very long, even up to ten or twenty meters. The diameter can reach fifteen to twenty centimeters. Bamboo walls are very thick and hard, and will become thicker if they have been grown for many years. Twenty or thirty years ago, when there were no wooden fishing boats, dianthus was used to make fish and fish out into the sea.

Zhao Dahai walked around the bamboo forest and selected the bamboos to be chopped, which were as thick as a dozen arms, plus dozens of fingers.

Zhao Dahai rolled up his sleeves and stood in front of the dianthus as thick as an arm. The hatchet in his hand was raised at a 45-degree angle and struck hard at the root of the dianthus near the ground.

"when!"

Zhao Dahai shook his head. Even though this is just an arm-thick dianthus, it is very hard and tough. The kitchen knife struck it hard and bounced, leaving only a gash less than half a centimeter deep. Brutal strength is not enough to cut a bamboo like this, so I don’t use too much strength. I cut with one knife after another, and it took about ten times to chop down one branch.

The sun rises slowly.

It started to get stuffy inside the bamboo forest.

Zhao Dahai was sweating profusely. In about an hour, I only chopped about a dozen arm-thick dianthus. I rested for a few minutes, wiped my sweat, and continued chopping with a hatchet. Finger-thick bamboo was easier to chop. I cut it with two knives and one knife. It took more than an hour. Dozens.

Zhao Dahai raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky. It had already risen. Time was very tight and he didn't care about rest. He immediately began to cut off the bamboo tips and leaves of the chopped bamboo. He tied them up and carried them to the edge of the vegetable field. He had just cut them down. The bamboo needs to be dried before we can build the fence. This little bamboo is far from enough. I thought about continuing to cut it. When I saw the sun rising to the middle of the sky, it was already twelve o'clock. I had to enter the mangrove at three o'clock in the afternoon. I could only let it go first to make money. important.

Zhao Dahai walked into the yard carrying a hatchet. Grandma Zhong Cuihua was not weaving a fishing net. When she saw the kitchen, she was cooking and walked over immediately.

"grandmother."

"I chopped some bamboo."

"I have to cut some when I have time in the past few days. I will surround our vegetable plot in a few days."

"Otherwise the vegetable seedlings will not grow enough for the chickens and ducks to eat, and the cats, dogs, etc. will all be wasted."

"I'll take a break after eating. I'll go around the mangroves again. See if I can catch some more blue crabs."

Zhao Dahai cleaned the pot. The rice is already cooked, stir-fry the vegetables and you can eat it. Pickled bacon hangs on the stove. Every day when cooking, fireworks have to be smoked. One is that it tastes better, and more importantly, it can be stored for a long time without deterioration. I took a knife and cut off half of my palm and then cut it into slices. I grabbed a handful each of the half-dried mud snail meat and sea melon seeds that were dried on the dustpan at the door. I washed them with water and put a little oil. Put in the salted pork belly and fry it for a few times, then add the mud snail meat and sea melon seed meat and stir-fry together. Add some water and bring to a boil. The bacon already has flavor, so there is no need to add salt. Add a few drops of soy sauce and leave it. A little juice and put it on a plate.

"OK."

“Catch more blue crabs and you’ll earn more.”

"Don't go too far and keep an eye on the tide."

Zhong Cuihua put out the fire in the stove. The fishing boats are not repaired, so if you want to make money, you have to travel to places like mangroves.

Zhao Dahai packed two bowls of rice and carried the dishes. It was so hot in the yard that he couldn't stay there, so he had to eat in the main room. The oily aroma of the bacon mixed with the freshness of the snails and sea melon seeds made it very delicious. He ate it with big mouthfuls. As I ate, I thought that it would be perfect with green vegetables, and I looked forward to the early harvest in the vegetable patch behind the house.

2 p.m.

The sun is very strong and very poisonous.

Zhao Dahai strode toward the mangroves at the west end of the village with a pole, a few net bags, and Jiefang shoes.

"The sea."

"Where are you going?"

…

"Yo!"

"Catching the sea, right?"

…

"Collecting mud snails and sea melon seeds?"

"What's so delicious about this thing?"

…

Zhao Dahai touched his nose and quickened his pace. He met seven or eight people and greeted each of them and had a conversation. He was a little disapproving when he heard that he was going to touch mud snails and sea melon seeds. He felt a little funny in his heart. He was actually building a plank road. Traveling secretly to Chencang, no one thought that they were going to dig blue crabs.

"The sea!"

Zhao Dahai walked to the village pier, turned around and was about to walk to the west when there was a loud sound. He turned around and saw someone on a fishing boat waving to him.

"Uncle Liu."

"What happened?"

"Something happened?"

Zhao Dahai went to the pier and walked to Liu Bin's boat.

"hehe!"

"Aren't our two families next to each other on the mountain?"

"Last year, we planted some fruit trees at home, but my mother-in-law didn't have any idea. Some of the trees were planted in your field. I only found out when I went up there yesterday."

Liu Bin wiped the sweat beads on his forehead.

"My aunt married from another village. It's normal for me to remember wrongly and not be able to tell them apart."

Zhao Dahai smiled.

"I've been busy these past two days and haven't had time. I'll go up the mountain again sometime and dig up the tree."

"I happened to meet you here today and wanted to tell you something."

Liu Bin blushed and felt like he was on fire. These words made him not know what to say and he felt so guilty.

Zhao Dahai nodded, said a few words casually, turned around and walked towards the mangrove forest.

Liu Bin looked at Zhao Dahai and breathed a sigh of relief. His expression was a bit complicated. He was watching Sun Minghua's matter from the side that day. Zhao Dahai looked like a ruthless person.

"Why!"

"No one dares to underestimate Zhao Dahai now."

"I am a hero and a good man. That's a good thing to say."

"Don't look down upon me. After two years, no one dares to look down upon you!"

Liu Bin shook his head. Zhao Dahai's father and mother were in trouble and left. People in the village looked down on Zhao Dahai and Zhong Cuihua. Orphans and widowers had to be bullied, let alone an orphan and a seventy-year-old woman. Zhao Dahai gave Sun Minghua a hard lesson. , suddenly stood up in the village, no one dared to look down on him, no one dared to bully him.