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

"mom!"

"Is this the fourth trip?"

"Aren't you so capable!?"

Ding Xiaoxiang watched Zhao Dahai pass by her on a motorcycle loaded with mussels. She knew that her mother didn't like her mentioning Zhao Dahai, but she couldn't help it.

Zhang Li was unhappy, but couldn't refute. During low tides once or twice a year, I don’t know how many people go to the sea to dig for mussels. Not counting those who come to play, those who usually go out to sea to fish can only make one trip, usually weighing dozens or hundreds of kilograms. Not many. Zhao Dahai ran four times, each time weighing three to four hundred pounds. Others walked. Zhao Dahai drove a motorcycle. It saved time and effort in picking, but it was not without effort. Others Not to mention, mussels cannot get into the mesh bag by themselves. They have to be dug and packed. In these four trips, they dug up a weight of 800 kilograms. It took four or five people to do it alone.

"This kid Dahai is so awesome!"

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"It's as dirty as a mud monkey! I'm really willing to work hard!"

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"There are not many children who can endure such hardships now! How much more money can they earn if they all go to work in the electronics factory? Isn't it just for comfort?"

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"Why!"

"This child is pitiful!"

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Zhang Li turned her head, and a few steps away from her were a few old men in their sixties and seventies, squatting on the ground smoking hookah, they must be people from Langtou Village, they had nothing to do to watch the fun.

"This big brother."

"Are you talking about the guy who pulled mussels on a motorcycle just now?"

Zhang Li didn't pay attention at first, but when someone said that Zhao Dahai was pitiful, she couldn't help asking.

Ding Xiaoxiang's little hand holding the water glass tightened, and immediately pricked up her ears.

"hehe!"

"That's right. That's the kid. Zhao Dahai. From our Langtou Village."

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"The father and mother of Dahai went fishing two years ago. They were caught in the wind and never came back."

"He and his 70-year-old grandma are the only two people left in the family."

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"Without discipline, this kid, Dahai, has become a bastard. I think this family can't survive, so who wants to be diligent? It's really a life-threatening job!"

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"Isn't there a saying that the prodigal son turns back?"

"In the past two years, Dahai was just young, but now he is sensible!"

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"Our place is poor, but as long as we work hard, there is nothing we can't live with!"

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Zhang Li was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect such a thing.

"mom!"

"I didn't expect Zhao Dahai to be in such a situation."

Zhang Li looked back and saw Ding Xiaoxiang's eyes were red and filled with tears.

"Ding Xiaoxiang!"

"I'm telling you, don't worry about this kid!"

Zhang Li's heart was ringing with alarms. As a woman, she knew very well that once she sympathized with a man, it would leave a shadow in her heart. It didn't mean that she would definitely talk about marriage, but she must have been a little more thoughtful than other men. She had just You are so mean-mouthed, why do you ask this? I regret it so much.

"mom!"

"What did you say?"

"How can this happen!"

"Can you please stop talking about everything?"

Ding Xiaoxiang was angry and anxious. She was feeling sad and sympathizing with Zhao Dahai when her mother started dragging her up again.

"snort!"

"Your mother is a woman! Can you not understand a woman's thoughts?"

"It's best if this doesn't happen! If it does, stop it as soon as possible!"

Zhang Li didn't let go.

Ding Xiaoxiang looked at the tigress-like old lady and felt extremely wronged. She was sixteen years old this year, and she was in charge of this and that. Talking about things that didn't happen every day was too much. She pursed her lips tightly and didn't say a word.

Zhang Li felt a little regretful when she saw Ding Xiaoxiang like this. Her daughter is older and has her own ideas. She just said something too harshly. Just when she wanted to add a few words to soften it, a big truck drove over. It was here to haul mussels. Thousands of kilograms of piles were piled together for a long time, and some of them would die. There was no time to delay, so we had to work first, and we could only talk about Ding Xiaoxiang's matter later.

Zhao Dahai parked his motorcycle in front of his house and unloaded all the mussels. When he walked into the yard, he saw his grandma Zhong Cuihua sitting on a low stool with a pile of boiled and opened mussels in her left hand. There was a large iron basin at her right hand and feet. I was peeling the meat one by one, and looked at the dozens of kilograms of meat in the big iron basin, and then looked at the smell of cooking mussels coming from the kitchen. I was busy pulling mussels from the sea today, and my grandma was at home. Also never stopped,

Zhao Dahai immediately helped Zhong Cuihua stand up slowly, walked a few steps, stretched his legs and feet, poured a glass of water and took a few sips. He had to rest. At the age of seventy, he did not dare to work hard like this.

Zhao Dahai sat down on a short stool and began to peel the mussels. The tide had almost risen and he didn't have time to go down again. This time the tide brought back a lot of water, which must have weighed more than 1,000 kilograms together.

Zhong Cuihua took a break and wanted to help with the work.

"grandmother!"

"It's getting late!"

"The sun is almost going down. I've been busy all day and I'm hungry. Why don't you go cook some whole pork belly? These mussels are fresh and boil two or three kilograms. Let's have a good meal."

Zhao Dahai knew that he had to find some work, or Zhong Cuihua would definitely have to skin the mussels for him. This job didn't seem difficult, but it required sitting still for a long time and mechanical labor. The waist and legs of older people couldn't bear it.

"hehe!"

"OK!"

"Then I'll cook first. I'll help you later."

Zhong Cuihua knew that Zhao Dahai wanted to relax, but he still had to cook, so she nodded with a smile.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The moon hung in the sky, only as big as a sickle.

The stars were hiding somewhere, and there were only a few in the sky.

There is a lamp hanging in the yard.

Zhao Dahai was busy working under the dim light. He picked up a cooked open mussel with his left hand, and gently stroked the knife in his right hand against the shell. A plump mussel fell to his feet. As time went by, the mussels became more and more fleshy. This was already the second pot, and the one that had been peeled early was already drying on the dustpan. Grandma Zhong Cuihua originally wanted to keep helping, but she was getting older and had already rushed back to bed as early as just after twelve o'clock.

Five o'clock in the morning.

The sky shows the white color of fish belly.

The roosters in the village crow non-stop. After crowing in the east, they crow in the west. When they crow in the south, they crow in the north without showing any signs of weakness.

With both hands strong, he walked out of the kitchen carrying a basket of steaming mussels that had just been cooked. This was the last pot. He sat down and continued working.

The red sun rose from the sky, and the whole village was immediately covered with a layer of golden light.

Zhao Dahai stood up, moved his hands and feet, worked all night, finally finished his work, and beat his back a few times, thankful that he let grandma go to bed early, his body is hard at this age, let alone a seventy-year-old man.

Zhao Dahai walked out of the yard with a big iron basin. The dustpan was not enough, so he took two straw mats, washed them clean, spread them on the concrete floor, and spread out the mussel meat one by one. Dry.

Zhao Dahai spread out the mussel meat, cleared out the huge pile of shells in the yard with baskets, fetched water, rinsed the whole yard, cleaned up the iron basin, it was already 8 o'clock in the morning, sat down on a chair and rested for a while , thinking about going to bed after breakfast, but unexpectedly, as soon as I closed my eyes, I fell asleep immediately.

After Zhong Cuihua finished cooking breakfast, she walked in and saw Zhao Dahai sleeping soundly on a chair. She wiped her eyes in distress. She was exhausted, but there was nothing she could do. She was old and couldn't help much, so she had to rely on Zhao Dahai. The sea alone.

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