Golden Fishing Village

After the weather cleared, Ao Muyang decided to return home.

Yan Qingcheng had to deal with official business, but he still politely invited: "New Year's Day is coming soon, Xiao Ao, do you want to stay and celebrate the New Year together?"

Ao Muyang smiled and said: "Sorry, President Yan, I have a lot of things to do at home."

Yan Qingcheng waved her hand and said: "Just call me Sister Yan, don't be so formal, you have saved Zhu Zhu twice, and you are the benefactor of our whole family."

Ao Muyang changed the name after a few polite words. Yan Qingcheng is very powerful and has a high status in Hongyang. It will be of great benefit to his business of opening a fishery to get close to such a person.

Just like when he came, he got on the big Cherokee again, but Yan Qingcheng was the driver. She first sent Ao Muyang to the dock, and then sent her daughter to school, and she was in a hurry.

Zhu Zhu's aunt said, "I'll take the little girl to school."

Yan Qingcheng turned around and smiled, "No, sister, I have to pick up Zhu Zhu myself, I'm her mother."

"Then don't rush, the company's business won't be delayed."

Yan Qingcheng nodded and said, "Well, I know, brother-in-law, don't worry."

Zhu Zhu's aunt felt a little distressed, touched her hand and said, "There's no need to work so hard, the wealth you have now is enough for you and your mother to squander for eight lifetimes, why are you still working so hard?"

Yan Qingcheng smiled and said, "Okay, sister, how can I be hard? Don't let Xiao Ao laugh at us. If you want to talk about hard work, Xiao Ao has to open a fishery and raise a fishing boat, which is even harder."

Zhu Zhu's aunt said, "It's good for men to work harder, you are a woman."

Yan Qingcheng didn't say much to her, smiled sweetly in front of her, responded repeatedly, and drove on the road behind her. She stepped on the accelerator and the car drove out "whoosh".

Ao Muyang saw that she was in a hurry, so he said, "I can go to the dock by myself."

Yan Qingcheng was very stubborn, "It's okay, it's on the way."

When he arrived at the dock, he wanted to take Ao Fugui's boat, but he waited and waited and didn't get it, so he had to change to another boat.

It was not until this time that he turned on his phone. Since he saw him and Yan Qingcheng together, the classmates' group had exploded, and his phone was about to explode. WeChat, Penguin messages, and short messages were bombarded with information.

When he returned to the village dock, he noticed that the village was busy.

The thick snow covered the village. Because it was a blizzard, there was not much snow on the seaside, but the snow was thicker as you walked to the foot of the mountain. It is estimated that the snow on the mountainside is one meter deep.

The villagers were busy driving the snow. Trucks of snow were compacted and pushed into the sea, and there was a constant flow of cars and people.

Ao Muyang arrived at the entrance of the village and saw someone holding a biscuit and walking hurriedly to the back of the village.

Seeing this, he smiled and greeted: "Uncle Daguo, what are you busy with?"

Ao Daguo was refreshed after seeing him, and said: "Longtou, where have you been these two days? Hey, let's not talk about it for now, Uncle Man's house has collapsed halfway, and people are buried underneath!"

Ao Muyang was shocked: "Is there such a thing?"

"Well, the guys went there early in the morning to work, and I just went back to eat a few bites of food. It's too cold today. If I don't fill my stomach, I will be frozen!"

Yesterday, when he saw the blizzard, he was worried that something would happen to the old houses in the village. The last time a tornado passed through, the roofs of many old houses in their village were blown off.

But he called Ao Fugui, his house was fine, and the houses of other people in the village didn't seem to be a big deal.

Now he heard that an old house in the village was crushed by snow, so he hurried to see it.

There are not many houses in the village that have problems, only two. One of them had its roof collapsed when it was snowing yesterday. The villagers were busy in the snow at that time and nothing happened.

The house in trouble now belongs to Ao Zhiman, the old man who helped him make a bamboo basket to catch seven-star fish last time. His house is one of the most dilapidated houses in the whole village.

On the way, Ao Daguo told him: "The house of Uncle Man's family had an accident in the middle of the night. The snow stopped at that time, and no one expected that the snow would stop and then there would be another accident."

Ao Muyang was also puzzled: "Yes, how could there be another accident after the snow stopped?"

Ao Daguo clapped his hands and said: "Damn it, there is an old locust tree in front of Uncle Man's house. The locust tree has big branches and is full of snow. The snow broke the branches and then pressed on his roof together, and then collapsed the roof!"

The two hurried over and saw many people in the village busy, and Ao Fugui was among them.

The roof of this old house was blown down by a storm before, and it was repaired by Ao Muyang. Now the accident is the wing room, which was repaired by Ao Zhiman himself. It is surrounded by the yard and has collapsed completely.

The branch that caused the house to collapse has been moved away. The branch is so big that it is no wonder that it could crush the entire wing room.

Ao Muyang asked: "What happened? Why did Master Man live in the wing room? What is the situation now?"

"Who knows? Anyway, he lives in the wing room." Ao Mudong spit.

Ao Mufeng, with white steam coming out of his head, shook his head and whispered: "The situation is not good. I don't know where Master Man is. The house collapsed in the middle of the night. It has been several hours..."

Ao Muyang was anxious when he heard it, and said: "It collapsed in the middle of the night. Why haven't you cleaned it up yet?"

Ao Mufeng said helplessly: "We don't know. Master Man's grandson is also a talent. He didn't call anyone when the house collapsed, but cleaned it up by himself. We didn't know what happened until dawn!"

"Where is Jinfu's child?"

Ao Mufeng pointed to the door of the yard and said: "Look, it's over there."

Ao Muyang turned his head and saw a dark-skinned boy squatting at the door of the house, blocking the door with his body, with no expression on his face, staring at the collapsed house in a daze.

He hurried over, and the boy stood up and opened his arms to block the door, with a vigilant look on his face.

Ao Muyang was speechless and said, "Jinfu, what are you doing?"

The boy didn't speak. After being asked several times by him, the boy said in a muffled voice, "My grandfather said that no one is allowed to enter this house."

"Where is your grandfather?" Ao Muyang asked anxiously.

The boy didn't speak, and said stubbornly, "My grandfather said that no one is allowed to enter this house, I won't go in, and you can't go in either."

The impatient Ao Fugui pointed at him and shouted, "Do you have a hole in your brain? Who entered this broken house? Hurry up and find your grandfather and save him."

The boy stiffened his neck and said, "Grandpa said that if someone comes, he will let me guard the door and no one is allowed to enter."

"What's inside? It's all gold?" Ao Fugui said angrily.

The young man was talking incoherently, saying only this: "Grandpa said that people are coming, so I will guard the door and not let you in."

Ao Mudong threw his hat on the ground and shouted: "Where is your grandpa? We have cleaned up this bedroom, but there is no one. Where is the person?"

The young man stopped talking.

Half of the collapsed house has been cleaned up. Saving people is the most important thing. Everyone cleaned up the old man's bedroom first, but the person was not in the bedroom.

In fact, there is no so-called bedroom in this wing room. It was built by Ao Zhiman himself. There is no partition or load-bearing wall. Everyone can only dig based on their impression.

Ao Muyang looked at it and saw that the neighbors were working hard, but there was no command or clue. It was useless to dig randomly like this.

The most important thing at present is to find where the person is buried first and dig him out quickly, otherwise the longer the time is delayed, the smaller the chance of survival.

Unfortunately, no one knows where the person is buried, and this old house is almost in ruins.

Ao Muyang patted his forehead, thought of an idea, and said, "I'll go back and call the general over. You guys take a rest first and we'll do it later."