It's still around four o'clock in the afternoon and the sun has not yet set.

Duan Chenfeng was looking for a private yacht.

Of course it's not the kind of luxury yacht that costs tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

It is an electric motor boat that I modified myself.

If you didn't look at the water below your feet, you would think you were riding a tractor!

The boss of the boat is a dark-skinned man wearing national costumes.

I can't tell my actual age, but I have a son who is seventeen or eighteen years old.

Although the boss of the boat seems to be silent and reserved in conversation, this son is a talkative person and can chat with anyone.

According to him, his name is Yan Shuisheng, and no one has called his father by his name for decades. Everyone calls him Father Yan.

"Brother, if you hadn't given us so much money, we both wouldn't be able to cross the river at night!"

Yan Shuisheng looked at Chen Xin'an, curled his lips and said, "At Bijiang Ferry, there have been no private boats crossing the river at night for three years!"

Chen Xin'an looked at the river and asked him: "Is there a river tide at night?"

Yan Shuisheng shook his head and said: "That's not true! The main reason is that there are picket boats at night and we are not allowed to enter the mountain at night.

It was very strict in the past, and it was difficult to deal with it even if you caught it, even giving money would not work.

There have even been fatalities in the past!"

Mengbowa nodded and said: "Indeed! The Gumiao people are very wary of people outside the mountains, and they basically don't allow people from outside the mountains to enter the mountains at night!

However, with the continuous efforts of the officials, this rule has actually been abolished long ago!”

Yan Shuisheng curled his lips and said, "Just because the rules are abolished, it doesn't mean that the custom is gone."

Li Qi asked with a puzzled look on his face: "What do you mean? Is there anyone still in charge of it now?"

"Why not!" Yan Shuisheng scolded angrily: "If you are unlucky, you will encounter a picket boat. Not only will you be beaten, but you will also be fined! Sometimes the boat will even be detained!"

Mengbowa snorted and said: "What does that have to do with us Gumiao people? It's all done by you outsiders!"

Yan Shuisheng was also a little confused and sighed helplessly.

Looking at Chen Xin'an and Li Qi's confused expressions, they shook their heads and said:

“The handicrafts of the ancient Miao people are very popular in recent years, and a hand-knitted bag can be sold for thousands of yuan.

In order to monopolize this business, some merchants occupied several ferries.

They went directly to the Miao Village to receive the goods and did not allow others to enter.

They bully outsiders because they don’t understand, so they use the excuse that Gu Miao people don’t visit at night!”

Chen Xin'an and Li Qi nodded in realization.

Li Qi looked at Yan Shuisheng and said, "Then you two dare to send us in?"

Yan Shuisheng's face darkened and he stared blankly at the river.

After a while, he finally said: "My mother just passed away. She suffered from bone cancer for three years.

I sold everything I could sell at home and still owe someone 300,000 yuan.

We, father and son, don’t pay that much attention.

Run more boats and earn money to pay off debts!"

Mompowa curled her lips and said jokingly: "You can take your dad to the mountains!

In the past two years, it has become popular in Gumiao to insert the door upside down.

As long as you enter the mountains and become the son-in-law of the ancient Miao people, you won't have to pay back your previous debts!

Aren’t there a lot of people from outside the mountains who do this?”

As if he had been insulted, Yan Shuisheng glared at Mongpowa and shouted, "What are you talking about! Am I, Yan Shuisheng, that kind of person?"

"Tch, hypocrisy!" Mompowa sneered coldly, looked at him and said: "For the eight hundred yuan boat fare, you all dare to cross the Bijiang River at night, why are you pretending to be serious here!

Do you still look down on your son-in-law?

With your conditions, whether or not you can marry a wife is another matter!

With so much debt, no girl will fall in love with you!"

Yan Shuisheng snorted coldly and said, "Listen to me!

I never said I looked down on my son-in-law!

As long as she likes me and I like her, it doesn't really matter to me whether we come to her or not!

I will not run into the mountains to escape debt!

People lent me money when I was in the most difficult time.

What he gave my mother was not only a chance to survive, but also trust! And more love!

I, Yan Shui, can endure hardships and work hard. Even if I die of poverty and starvation in this life, I still have to pay off my debt!

Why should we evade debt?"

Mompowa was speechless.

Chen Xin'an looked at the excited Yan Shuisheng with great interest, smiled slightly, patted his shoulder and said: "Little brother, you did the right thing!"

Yan Shuisheng, who was a little excited, said to everyone apologetically: "I'm sorry, everyone, I didn't mean to contradict the guests..."

Guandu took off his shoes, sat on the bow of the boat, put his feet into the water and said, "Wow! It's so cold! The water here is so clear, you can almost see the bottom!"

Yan Shuisheng quickly said to her: "Guests, please take your feet out quickly. Feet soaking is not allowed in this section of the Bijiang River.

The water here is crystal clear and you can drink it directly!”

Everyone laughed.

If you say the water is clear, no one will object to it, but if you say it is drinkable, this is completely wrong.

At this moment, a red bag floated over the river. Yan Shuisheng poked it with a pole, but it turned out to be some leftover garbage from snacks!

Can I still drink this?

Aren't you afraid of being upset by drinking too much?

Yan Shuisheng's face turned red and his neck became thick.

But this time Mengbowa nodded and said: "Even now, we Gu Miao people are still drinking Bijiang water!

But the ones in the mountains are clearer and have a sweet taste.

I’ve never drunk the water here!”

Just then, another pile of things floated in front of me.

Yan Shuishi said angrily: "These tourists are really telling me countless times not to litter on the Bijiang River, but they just don't listen!"

Bijiang is a tourist spot, and even some Gu Miao villages are attractions.

Therefore, tourist boats are often seen on the river.

As long as you don't go into the mountains at night and only visit Bijiang, no one will care.

But when two password boxes floated on the river, everyone frowned.

This is not garbage. No one would throw away a good password box as garbage!

Moreover, there are red scratches on the lockbox, which should be blood stains!

A large amount of oil floated in front, mixed with red blood.

Yan Shuisheng stood up and said solemnly: "Something happened up front! I'll go tell my dad!"

He walked quickly to the stern of the ship and came back in less than two minutes, saying to everyone: "Bosses, please go into the cabin.

Let’s go around for a while and then continue on our way!”

Chen Xin'an waved her hands and said, "It doesn't matter, we can just stay here."

Yan Shuisheng hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay! But if anything happens to anyone later, don't say anything. We, father and son, will handle it!"

Chen Xin'an nodded.

The sound of the motor increased and the boat moved forward quickly.

Soon I saw a small passenger ship parked in the river on the river ahead, with two speedboats blocking its path.

There were cries on the passenger ship. Someone was holding a machete and chopping up a man's body crazily. Blood flowed down the side of the ship and into the Bijiang River!

Seeing the small boat Chen Xin'an was riding passing by, the group of people with machetes all turned their heads and stared at the small boat.

Yan Shuisheng's face turned pale, his teeth were chattering, and he said to Chen Xin'an: "Old boss, he is a pearl buyer from southern Xinjiang!

Otherwise, let’s go back first and come back tomorrow!”

Mompowa's expression also changed, and she cursed: "These bandits! They are all a bunch of lunatics!"
To be continued...