He said that before, every family had a fishing boat, and the fishing boat base had not passed in the past two years.
Have you ever seen a cargo ship?
Of course, I have seen many a few years ago, and now I can only see them later.
I eagerly asked if these ships would stop at your village. Do you know where they will go?
hear nothing of
Hill looked outside and suddenly said, I need a car. I have to walk back.
Why do you need a car in this heavy rain?
He said in a low voice, big brother, we people here are stopping cars on the road to grab money, and now the car is parked here. What if we touch those people?
I was a little scared when I heard it. After all, I was robbed of my property for more than 3 thousand yuan. I really don’t know what to do.
So I told him I’d go with you. It’s too boring to sit here.
Hill brought two big woven bags, which looked very bulging. When I saw him thin, I helped him carry one.
It’s really raining hard. Just after the heavy rain of soybeans, it hurts people.
The car full of people looked at us strangely and looked at two crazy people together.
I was soaked to the skin in less than ten seconds.
The woven bag on my back suddenly gained a lot of weight. I pulled the bag with difficulty and asked him what was in the hill.
Hill says it’s clothes. I’m going to sell it in the village.
He led me away from the road and down a country road.
The yellow mud on the path becomes like a mud pond after being washed away by water. The deepest part of the puddle can reach my ankle.
Mud is very sticky. It takes some strength to pull it out when you step on it.
It’s hard to keep your eyes open when it rains.
I kept wiping my hands off my eyes, biting my teeth and following the hill step by step.
Hill said, big brother, I remember a broken ancestral temple five kilometers ahead. We can go there to have a rest and wait until the rain stops.
I looked at him, but he looked very used to it. It seemed that this heavy rain had no effect on him.
The backpack is really terrible. I accidentally didn’t tighten my feet and stepped on a piece of mud when I fell into a puddle with my bag.
The splash of water, the faint smell of mud, and the person turned into periophthalmus
The hill pulled me up and said, I’ll carry it, brother. Don’t fall down again.
I wiped the mud off my face and said that this day is really not a human life.
I stumbled in the mud on the hill, and it rained very hard, and the road became more and more slippery. In just a few kilometers, two people fell for more than a dozen times, and the yellow mud was quickly washed away by the rain, then dirty and then clean again.
When I couldn’t finish this road, the hill cried happily, pointing to a small shadow and saying, Brother, look, that’s the ancestral temple.
I, he carried two woven bags and tried his best to walk to the door of the ancestral temple. As soon as I entered the door, I lay on the ground and gasped violently. The hill took off my clothes and tried to wring them out, saying that it was easy to get sick if the eldest brother was too wet to dry his clothes.
He pulled me up, helped me take off my clothes, and then took a dress from the woven bag and handed it to me to dry my body.