Golden Fishing Village

He pinched his lips with his fingers and blew. The whistle was not only loud but also rhythmic. Some tourists passing by thought it was some kind of custom performance of the fishermen, so they took out their mobile phones and started to shoot.

Ao Mudong's lips were trembling from blowing, and finally a white Samoyed ran out from nowhere.

Seeing the Samoyed, Ao Mudong was so angry that he wanted to hit it, but the Samoyed pounced on him affectionately and ripped at his clothes, and tried hard to kiss him with his mouth.

In this way, Ao Mudong finally felt a little face. The anger on his face turned into complacency. He squatted down and combed the Samoyed's hair while smiling: "This dog kissed me, I am good to it, it knows it, okay, don't lick me..."

The Samoyed really kissed him, and as soon as he squatted down, it stretched out its tongue and licked his face.

After being licked a few times, Ao Mudong suddenly pushed it away, wiped his face in embarrassment and yelled: "Fuck, did you go to eat shit, you stupid dog? Why is your mouth so smelly?"

The Samoyed ignored him, but turned around and looked at the door of Ao Muyang's house curiously.

The general looked at it with ill intentions at the door: Sister, come in and play?

Ao Mudong knew the habit of the general's second-rate dog, and saw this, he didn't bother to check why the Samoyed's mouth was so smelly, and went up to pick it up and ran away.

The general was a little regretful, but he expected that there would be a long time in the future, and there would be plenty of opportunities to contact this Samoyed, so he grinned and swung his tongue happily.

Ao Muyang wanted to ask Ao Mudong about his condition. Seeing that he ran so smoothly, he should be fine.

Ao Mudong really had nothing to do. A few days after the beginning of spring, the fleet started to go out to sea. He boarded the Dalongtou as the first mate, and Ao Muyang did not follow the ship. This year, he had a lot of things to do and had no time to go out to sea.

Relatives need to be visited in the first month of the year. This year, he has to visit more, and he takes Lu Zhizi with him. He has to tell his relatives the time of the wedding.

In addition to preparing for the wedding, he is also responsible for the reconstruction of Zhuantou Island.

After more than half a year of hard work, the roads on the island have been paved, and some areas have accumulated soil, which can be used to plant flowers and grass to make gardens. If he is interested, he can set up an island for farming, which looks good.

The energy source of Zhuantou Island is a big problem. There are few people on the island now, and there are few electrical appliances. It mainly needs electricity for lighting and television. Ao Muyang uses energy-saving lamps and low-energy TVs, which do not consume much electricity when in use, so he uses diesel generators.

Once he wants to renovate Brick Island and turn it into a resort island, more energy will be needed. It is not appropriate to use diesel generators at this time. Not only is it expensive, but it also causes serious pollution.

The best choice of energy source in his mind is tidal energy. For this reason, he asked Li Ji, and Li Ji also agreed to use tidal energy to power Brick Island.

Li Ji could not help him in this regard. Instead, a friend of Du Tanzhi started a new energy company. He contacted Du Tanzhi through his relationship. The two parties agreed to meet after the Lantern Festival. It is not easy to use tidal energy. There are many problems involved.

In fact, Du Tanzhi has a lot of face. After Ao Muyang contacted the boss of the new energy company, the other party warmly invited him to discuss relevant matters.

But he couldn't leave. In the first month of the year, there were fishermen's activities. In addition to some activities organized by the village itself, the town also organized activities, such as lighting boat lights.

Starting from the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the boat lantern team invited by the town government began to perform in the town. They performed for three consecutive days, and then began to go to the countryside, visiting several villages every day. It was the tenth day of the Lunar New Year when it came to Longtou Village.

Ao Muyang was not happy about it. By the sixth or seventh day of the Lunar New Year, most of the tourists in the village had left. For office workers, they had to go to work at the latest on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.

By the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, there were only a few dozen tourists left in the village. He originally wanted to recommend the boat lantern activity to tourists as a fisherman's custom performance, which would save trouble.

However, after all, the performance team was funded by the town government, and the village did not have to pay. In this case, he could not be greedy and ask for a bicycle. He looked down on utilitarianism and let everything go with the flow.

The performance venue for the boat lantern was on an open space in the village, and the props were very simple: a beautifully decorated and light boat model and a pair of oars.

These things are very common for fishermen, but the open space in Longtou Village has been utilized. Even the public drying yard in the village has been covered with colored steel tile houses and installed with machines to make production lines.

After a selection, Ao Muyang could only contribute the small square in front of the village committee office and perform in the small square.

There are very few performers in this activity. There is only one boatman and one boatwoman. They each bring a paddle and sing and dance. In addition, there is a person in the flower boat to lift the boat. This person is called Li Shi. When sailing on land, all the actions of the boat are performed by Li Shi.

The performances have been promoted in advance. Although there are fewer tourists in the village now, the villagers do not need to provide services to tourists, but they have more free time. In addition, there has been no performance of boat lights in the village for many years. When the boat light team arrived, many people came to watch around the small square.

There were only three people performing the boat lantern show, but there was also a music team, which had more people, including strings, flutes, gongs, drums, cymbals, chimes, and suonas, etc., totaling more than 20 people.

After the team arrived, they drank a few sips of water and took a short break, and then began the performance.

Ao Muyang had never seen this kind of performance before, and thought it was quite novel, so he sat on a special seat on the window sill and looked out, eating melon seeds while watching, which was quite comfortable.

The boat lantern show is mainly about singing opera. The boatman and boatwoman wear brightly colored costumes and dance in various steps to accompany the swinging wooden boats. The boatman’s voice is loud and bold, and the boatwoman’s voice is crisp and delicate, and she has a long She was also handsome and pleasant, which attracted bursts of cheers.

After performing for half an hour, the boatman and boatwoman began to take a rest, while the band threw off their arms and performed with all their strength.

Ao Muyang was about to take a sip of water while the boatman and boatwoman were resting. At this time, the conference room lent to the performance team heard the sound of tables and chairs hitting each other. Someone shouted in a clear voice: "Don't fight. Stop fighting!"

Needless to say, it was a fight. Immediately, many villagers ran to the door of the conference room. They were bored because the boatman and boatwoman were taking a break. At this time, someone was fighting to make up for the boredom during the performance break.

What surprised them even more was that someone stood at the door and looked into the conference room and shouted: "Fuck, it's Wang Erjun, the second-chair Wang Erjun in Wangjiacun!"

"What? Those two chairs from the Wang family? Why is he in our village?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not the second best, I just like men."

"No wonder I felt a little scratchy on my neck just now. These two chairs must have been spying on me!"

"You think too much."