"A child without a father and a mother. How pitiful!"
…
"snort!"
"The prodigal son comes back? He'll have to sneak around again in a few days!"
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People appeared in twos and threes around. They had been busy cleaning up their houses all day long. They were all from the same village. It was impossible not to attract attention, especially when the fire started and there was a lot of movement. It was dinner time. They all came out and pointed.
Zhao Dahai ignored it, turned around, walked back to the yard, and closed the door. He was far away and could not hear clearly, but there must be nothing good to say. In the past two years, he had heard too much.
Who calls himself a bastard?
Bastards have no human rights!
It's normal to point and say a few unpleasant words.
Zhao Dahai walked into the kitchen, ordered hay, put it into the stove, put chopped firewood on it, added water to the pot, and started cooking.
"The sea."
"Come."
"Take this money!"
"Go to the town tomorrow to buy some fun and delicious food!"
Zhao Dahai saw Zhong Cuihua walking in with a smile on her face, holding five dollars in her hand, and handed it over. Someone outside the yard just now shouted to collect the fishing nets. This must be the wages for the completed fishing nets.
"Why!"
"grandmother!"
"What are you doing?"
"I'm already eighteen years old."
"I want to spend my own money."
"Take this money!"
Zhao Dahai shook his head, placed the low stool next to him, and pulled Zhong Cuihua to sit down.
"Okay, okay!"
"Then grandma will keep it for you. If you need it when you give it away, tell grandma that if you don't need it, I will keep it for you to use as a wife or to buy candies for my great-grandson."
Zhong Cuihua smiled, slowly sat down with her hands on her knees, and casually added a handful of firewood to the stove.
Zhao Dahai was a little dumbfounded. It was barely reasonable to save money to marry a wife, but the great-grandson was far away from buying sweets.
"OK!"
"grandmother."
"Then you keep it. In two years, I will marry a wife and have three or five children for you to play with."
Zhao Dahai said with a smile that this is Zhong Cuihua's biggest hope.
Zhong Cuihua smiled so hard that she couldn't even see her eyes.
Zhao Dahai cooked the rice, but there was no food at home. He mixed some salt and filled his stomach. After thinking about it, he told Zhong Cuihua that he would go out later and get some food when the tide goes out at nine o'clock tonight.
Zhong Cuihua nodded, eating from the mountains and the sea. It is common to catch the sea. The food that people in the fishing village do not eat on the table are all cooked from the sea. She is too old to do this. Zhao Dahai went around to get some food.
It's no big deal.
Zhao Dahai finished washing the dishes, tidied up the kitchen, and returned to the main room. Zhong Cuihua had already prepared a mesh bag, bucket and flashlight, and a pair of Jiefang shoes were placed on the floor.
"grandmother!"
"The tide is almost here!"
"I am leaving!"
Zhao Dahai changed his shoes while talking. Zhong Cuihua was weaving a new fishing net. People in the fishing village did not retire. They had to keep working as long as they could. When they were not free, there was no stopping them. It was useless to stop them. See for yourself.
Just be careful and don't get too tired.
"Why!"
"good!"
"Be careful."
Zhong Cuihua nodded, took the net shuttle and smoothed her hair, and continued to weave the fishing net.
Zhao Dahai picked up the bucket, put the mesh bag inside, and took the bucket with a flashlight. He walked out of the yard and strode towards the small pier in front of the village. When he arrived, the sea water had receded, revealing large swathes of seabed tidal flats.
The moon hanging in the sky is so bright that there is no need for a flashlight.
Zhao Dahai looked around as he walked and saw a small pit with some water and a few small stones. He walked quickly over. The water was gone when the tide went out. The small fish, shrimps and crabs that had no time to escape chose to hide in such a pit.
Place to wait for the next high tide.
Zhao Dahai used the moonlight to see some scattered paw prints around the stone. He gently moved the stone away. The water mixed for a while and soon became clear. A stone crab lay motionless on its belly. It is common in places with stones on the beach.
A kind of crab, not big in size, usually about the size of two or three fingers. The one in front of me looks like a fist, it is already quite big, it is an old crab.
Zhao Dahai held the back of the crab with his index and middle fingers together, quickly pressed it into the sand, touched the hard bottom, moved his thumb down, pinched the belly of the crab, picked it up, washed away the mud with the seawater in the puddle, and pulled open the net.
Open the mouth of the bag and throw it in. This is the first catch of the evening. No one buys such things in the vegetable market in the fishing village, but you can grab some and eat it yourself. There is nothing wrong with it and it tastes good.
Zhao Dahai continued to walk forward, specifically looking for the same small pit with stones. In about two hours, he caught more than 20 stone crabs, large and small, and picked up half a catty of snails. With good luck, a larger water snail
I trapped five or six small mullet fish as big as two fingers. After a lot of effort, I caught them all. Seeing that the tide was almost rising, I turned around and walked to the shore.
Zhao Dahai walked to the shore, found a place on the bottom of the sand, dug a small hole, and after a while it was filled with sea water. He washed his muddy legs and Jiefang shoes, and looked at the reef area not far away.
He shook his head. When he was reborn last night, he climbed up and almost jumped down.
Zhao Dahai went ashore, sat on the beach, and took a rest. He watched the sea water slowly rise and frowned slowly.
It's not difficult to eat at the beach. I just took advantage of the low tide and took a walk. The miscellaneous seafood is enough for myself and my grandma to eat twice. However, I can't live by eating these every day, not to mention that I have to have money to buy rice, flour and oil.
Salt, soy sauce and vinegar—these things you catch cannot be sold for money.
How can I make some money?
Weaving a fishing net?
I can make some money, but I can't support my family.
The low tide receded not far away, and the water rose very quickly. After a while, the waves hit the beach.
Zhao Dahai looked at the small pier of the village. In the darkness, lights were lit, and voices could be heard faintly. These were fishing boats preparing to go out to sea for fishing.
Living in a seaside fishing village, if you work hard and are not picky, it is not difficult to get some food to fill your stomach. However, it is not easy to make money. There is not much land, so you can only grow a few vegetables and buy rice. You can only buy some.
Do odd jobs or go fishing.
Odd job?
I have been lazy and sneaky in the past two years, and my reputation has been ruined. It is unlikely that anyone will be willing to invite me.
Fishing?
I started going out to sea with my father when I was ten years old. I have no shortage of fishing skills, but I need a fishing boat to go out to sea.
Fishing boat?
Buy one?
This is not a small amount.
This was only possible after generations of hard work and frugality and tightening of belts.
I am now a pauper.
Don't even think about it.
However, I have my own fishing boat.
I, Zhao Dati, are a well-known fishing expert in more than a dozen villages in the surrounding area. After more than ten years of hard work, he was the first in the village to build a tile-roofed house and the first to buy a fishing boat. Don’t look at the wooden fishing boat that is only seven or eight meters long.
But the most important asset for fishermen in a fishing village, a tool for making money, is no worse than buying a Santana at this time. When fishing villages go to sea, they usually use couples' boats. My wife has been fishing with me since she got married.
Go in the wind and rain. I have been on a fishing boat since I was five or six years old. I have always thought that when I grow up, the father and son can fish together, and I can rest at home. Who knows that God will not follow people’s wishes. On my sixteenth birthday, my father
My mother went to sea and never came back. Half a year later, the people in the village took advantage of the low tide and dragged her back with great effort.
After the accident, the fishing boat sank in the sea for half a year, and it was exposed to wind and sun for two years on the beach. It must have been damaged in many places. It is definitely not able to go to sea now, but it can be repaired. It costs a lot of money to buy a boat, so repairing it can save money.
If you have more money, you can go out fishing and make money if you have a fishing boat.