There is no paradise in the world, and there is no way to avoid the torrent of convolution.

Perhaps the fishermen in the fishing village think that the lake is the world, where dogs bark and chickens crow, the sun rises and sets, they drink from wells, and eat from plowing fields. Weddings, funerals, birth, old age, sickness, and death are all ordinary and trivial.

Afternoon.

The girl was weaving a net at home when she suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves approaching from far away.

He stood up in a daze, leaning on the stick and fence and looking into the distance. There were outsiders coming along the only path leading to the outside of the village.

The person who came was a police officer from the town armed with a knife.

More and more villagers stopped working, feeling uneasy, and guessing that the official came to visit and appointed him was up to no good.

The tall and dusty man passed by the door. The sweat on the detective's back dried and formed white salt stains. He ran all the way to the village chief's house and took out something. The girl saw the old village chief's expression ugly and took a piece of paper. The detective said a lot.

, and then mounted his horse and left.

Before long, the slow sound of gongs sounded in the village. Urgent means urgent matters, while leisurely means a meeting.

The villagers put down their work and returned to the village.

Grandpa came back from the lake and followed the instructions given outside the door.

The girl packs up and goes out.

Carrying scrap metal with me, I have recently taken to bringing a rusty knife with me when I go out, and I also carry it with me when fishing.

I found my grandfather's half-repaired fishing boat by the lake.

Put down the rusty knife, first pull out the rotten hemp fibers from the gaps in the ship's planks, then use wood chips to stuff the soaked and kneaded hemp fibers into the gaps in the ship's planks, touch them one at a time, and sew slowly and carefully.

Fishing boats must be carefully maintained and may need to be painted with tung oil after a while.

The waves behind me wash away again and again.

Ducks lined up in a long line and walked past the bow of the boat. The silly kingfisher flew too fast and dug its long beak into the reed pole. It finally pulled out the beak and flew away. Someone's civet cat jumped on the bottom of the upside-down fishing boat and opened its mouth to show its tip.

He yawned, then lay down with his front paws up and took a nap with squinted eyes.

Finally, after cutting a seam, he stood up and beat his waist.

Grandpa came back, his face was not very good, he sat on the bow of the boat and looked at the lake and sighed heavily.

"There is going to be a war again. There are three brothers at home and one is a daughter. Our village is going to have 15 people. If we leave, I'm afraid we will never come back..."

The old man's rough hands scratched his legs and made a rustling sound.

"The Wang family asked the second boy to go. Originally, grandpa liked the second boy very much."

"Your parents passed away early. People in the village said that you were a nuisance to your parents. No one came to propose marriage. The eldest daughter of the Liu family in the house is one year younger than you, and the child is one month old."

Hearing this, the girl lowered her head and fiddled with the wood chips in her hand, feeling at a loss.

"Grandpa is getting older and wants to find a good family for you. The second son of the Wang family likes you, but...sigh."

The old man was worried about his granddaughter and also felt sad for the people he knew well in the village. After going out to fight, not many of them could come back. Even if they came back, they would be missing arms and legs. They had worked so hard to raise the child and then they would be gone.

The girl didn't speak.

When you grow up, you want to start a family. This is everyone's fate. She has never thought about changing anything.

Maybe the second son of the Wang family is suitable. In fact, he rarely talks on weekdays, and it's hard to say whether he likes her or not. He may never come back after leaving.

Don't even think about escaping. You can't go anywhere without a guide.

Even if you successfully escape, what will happen to your family? The whole family will be sentenced to hard labor for life, with no chance of success.

Girls don't understand what war is.

How many men will be recruited and who will they fight?

The grandfather and grandson were repairing a boat by the lake, and vaguely heard the suppressed cries in the village...

The next day, early morning.

The whole village gathered in front of the Tutu Temple to see him off.

Folks from the village came to see each other, men, women, old and young, and silently watched fifteen familiar faces pay their respects to the Earth Temple for the last time.

Every household brings out boiled eggs, duck eggs or dried fish.

He stuffed their luggage full of food for the journey and told them to go home after the war.

The girl didn't like such a scene. The crying was heartbreaking, even sadder than a funeral. All she could do was silently hope that she would never have to fight in the future.

The old village chief led fifteen young men on the road.

There was a young man who cried out that he didn't want to leave. Two of his companions lifted him up and dragged him along.

Family members and villagers followed each other to see him off a long way away, and their grief-stricken cries sounded like a funeral procession.

You can't see it until you turn the corner.

The atmosphere in the small fishing village is low. Fifteen men are missing, and there is more work to do. The same is true in nearby villages. Those with daughters at home are looking for suitable families. There are many fewer men. It is conceivable that they will be worried for a long time. marry.

The old man also wanted to arrange a blind date for his granddaughter, but there was no suitable one in the same village.

Looking at the indifferent granddaughter, the elderly grandfather can only take one step at a time.

…

A remote little world.

riverside.

The old turtle that just surfaced still maintains an excellent way of life. It doesn't say anything that shouldn't be said and doesn't ask what shouldn't be asked. This is the secret to its longevity.

There is a strange combination on the shore, a familiar little girl, a big tiger with a saddle on it, and a short-tailed cat.

Apparently, the tiger replaced the horse.

At the tiger's feet was a short-tailed cat as big as a dog, with some kind of head problem. It was holding on to a piece of rotten wood and grinding its claws hard.

The old bald turtle looked at the tiger with his bald head, and then looked back at his own turtle shell.

Forget it, I can carry it.

"The little god has met the god, but are you going to return?"

The little one on the tiger's back nodded.

"That's right, I've got some work to do."

The two ferocious beasts really couldn't sit still, but fortunately, the lynx learned the art of changing size on the road and turned into a fat cat.

The old turtle shook his two long beards.

"It doesn't matter, the little god is happy with it."

Turn around and let the back of the turtle shell be close to the shore. The tiger jumped up lightly as a habit. The sudden change in weight made the old turtle float and sink twice. Fortunately, the old turtle quickly adjusted the spell. The tiger lay prone and then the lynx cat Also jumped on the turtle shell.

The surface of the river is white and hazy, and the old turtle, the god of the river, is swimming very fast with all four limbs paddling in the water.

A layer of sawdust was left on the water surface behind...

Apes and monkeys were flying on the cliffs on both sides of the strait. Bai Yujun remembered a poem and recited it while mumbling and shaking his head.

The old turtle looked back and thought the poem was very good. It would be even more perfect if the boat was changed into a divine turtle. The look in Bai Bai's eyes gave him a hint of approval. The river god had a good impression of educated people.

Then we passed by the fast water where the trackers were struggling to make a living, the familiar whistle, the tiger lying down and not daring to move, and the lynx looking at the big ship with eyes shining brightly.

There is heavy fog on the river, and ordinary people cannot see the huge old turtle.

The wind blows and the waves beat against the turtle shell.

In this situation, Bai Yujun thought of a piece of music, took out the musical instrument he had made before, crossed his legs and played leisurely, playing the song "Cang Hai Smile".

Feel free and at ease.

Let it rise and fall with the waves, its lofty sentiments fill the sky, and it plays an unrestrained and unrestrained voice that can see through the joys, anger, sorrows, and endless desires.

Classics are always classics.

The old turtle really wants to say hello and wants to know who created this music.

I was ecstatic when I heard this song, and my four paws flapped rapidly in excitement.

The old turtle returned to Songjia Ferry in a short time at a fast speed. He secretly regretted that he swam too fast. Otherwise, he could have listened to more happy songs. He understood that there is no such thing as a banquet in the world. Hearing this song was already a destiny. He couldn't help but wait for the ferry passengers to land. Ask.

"May I ask the Lord who composed this song? I would like to pay you a visit."

Bai Yujun blinked.

"What mortals can do is beyond the reach of heaven and earth."

It turns out that the river god is also an elegant guest.

Hearing this, the old turtle, the god of rivers, felt deeply regretful, shook his head, smiled bitterly, and nodded to say goodbye.

"It's a pity that we didn't have a chance to visit. Alas, the little god resigned."

With regret, the old turtle retreated slowly into the deep water, and the turtle shell completely sank to the bottom of the water and was invisible.

In the grass on the shore.

The two waiting thieves shrank back into the grass tremblingly, watching the large colorful insect walking close by. When they passed by, they were sniffed by the tiger, and the wind they breathed made the two thieves' legs weak.
Chapter completed!