Golden Fishing Village

Ao Muyang slowly opened his eyes and saw Wang Dongliang's fat face twisted in various ways. He didn't know whether he was frightened or choked by the sea water.

He stared at Wang Dongliang, who was shaking his legs frantically to tread water, trying to support his body balance and gain strength to struggle out of the restraints of his hands.

But Ao Muyang was stronger in the water than on land. Oxygen flowed into the skin all over his body, and his mitochondria were running wildly, supplying him with a lot of energy.

Wang Dongliang couldn't struggle, and soon he couldn't hold his breath anymore. His face turned red, his eyes were bloodshot, and a series of bubbles came out of his mouth and nose. He was almost suffocating!

It wasn't until he rolled his eyes from holding back that Ao Muyang let him go with a cold snort.

At this moment, Wang Dongliang almost went into shock due to lack of oxygen to his brain. Although his bound arms were free, he could not swing or swim out of the water without brain control.

Seeing this, Ao Muyang stepped on the water with his feet and dragged him out of the water like a grass carp.

At this time, a fisherman from the same village as Wang Dongliang came out of the water to take a breath. When he saw Ao Muyang, he felt as if he had seen a ghost. He shuddered several times before pointing at him and shouting: "Wori, you, you, you... …”

Ao Muyang was too lazy to tell him more. He pushed Wang Dongliang, who was almost fainting, and said coldly: "Look at you young master, I don't know how you became a slave. If it weren't for a fool like me, I would have drowned down there. "

The two villages had been feuding for a long time, and Ao Muyang was in a peaceful mood, but he still couldn't have a good temper when facing the people in Wangjia Village.

Ao Fugui came out of the water and saw Ao Muyang. He was overjoyed. He swam over and hugged him directly and shouted: "Ah ah ah, you are not dead, Yangzi, you are not dead!"

Ao Muyang smiled and said, "It's not like you don't know my watery nature."

The people from Wangjia Village dragged Wang Dongliang onto the boat. Now it was their turn to be anxious. They quickly pressed Wang Dongliang's belly and spit out water. They were all old seafarers and knew that their captain was drowning.

Ao Fugui launched the iron boat, and there was a roar. Ao Fugui laughed and said, "Let's go!"

Wang Dongliang's big mouth on the fishing boat turned into a fountain, and soon he spit out a lot of water, but he still didn't wake up.

The semi-bald man quickly said: "Oh no, I still can't wake up after vomiting water. I'm afraid I need artificial respiration."

A young man with acne on his face said enthusiastically: "I'll do it!"

He licked his lips and knelt in front of Wang Dongliang, took a deep breath, put it to his mouth and blew it in like a balloon.

Wang Dongliang opened his eyes vaguely and saw a red, acne-prone face coming towards him. He waved his hand and slapped him and shouted, "You paralyzed ghost!"

The young man covered his face in grievance and said, "It's me, Brother Liang. I'm Dajun. I'm giving you artificial respiration."

Wang Dongliang reluctantly stood up and shouted, "I won't need artificial respiration from you even if I die! Where is that bitch Ao Muyang?"

"They left, what happened?"

Wang Dongliang stamped his feet bitterly and said, "He's not dead, is he? He's the one who drowned me in paralysis!"

When the others heard this, they became furious: "Chase them, they can't run far!"

"People from Longtou Village want to cause trouble? Get them!"

"Calm down, calm down, this Ao Muyang is a bit weird, we have all seen it, he has been underwater, can he hold his breath for so long?"

Wang Dongliang recalled the fear of being dominated underwater. He stamped his feet again with a livid face and said: "Let's go do business and go to Hongyang Pier to find Brother Long."

Ao Fugui was afraid that the people in Wangjiacun would continue to cause trouble, so he accelerated the iron boat to the fastest speed.

He sat on the bow of the boat and asked, "Yangzi, what happened to you just now? Why did you stay in the water for so long?"

Ao Muyang didn't know what was going on, so he had to respond accordingly: "Oh, you know I work as a chef in Kyoto, and I know an old man. I cook for him, and he taught me Qigong, which he said can improve health. But I don’t know if it can keep me healthy, but my ability to hold my breath has improved a lot.”

Ao Fugui was very happy and said with a smile: "Oh, you are pretty Huang Rong and you meet Hong Qigong. Your cooking skills are exchanged for kung fu."

Ao Muyang couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you stupid after watching martial arts TV? Even if you compare it to someone else, I am still Guo Jing."

"Guo Jing, after all these years of living in Kyoto, you haven't brought Huang Rong back with you?" Ao Fugui then asked.

Ao Muyang laughed: "Take a rest, no more talking."

There are a lot of girls in Kyoto, so it's not that he hasn't met the right one, or that all the girls are too high-minded and unwilling to follow him.

But his family knew about his family affairs. How could he, a young man from a fishing village without a car, a house or a registered permanent residence, pursue his family? When you catch up with others, what will you do to feed them?

Some girls are simple and kind, and say they like him when they see his handsome appearance and outstanding physique, but he never dares to agree. They are ignorant, but he must understand.

After more than an hour of bumpy seas, the iron boat finally docked at the small pier in the village.

Ao Fugui took the tourists to the fisherman's house in the village, and Ao Muyang went home by himself.

Looking at the low village houses, a sense of sadness emerged in his heart: "I joined the army at the age of fifteen and returned home at the age of eighty."

It has been more than five years since he left his hometown, but in his eyes, apart from the soaring prices, not much has changed in his hometown.

The village is built on the mountain and is located at the foot of the mountain. There is a lake to the east and the sea in front of it. It has a good scenery with mountains and rivers. It has good feng shui due to the mountains and the sea, but it just cannot develop.

In fact, the marine environment of Longtou Village is very good. The sea in front of the village is quite deep, and a good seaport can be easily developed. However, there are mountains behind them, and goods cannot be sent ashore. The development road is blocked by mountains and rocks. .

It was noon, the sun was blazing, and there was no one outside the house.

Ao Muyang walked all the way home from the village pier, but he didn't meet any acquaintances. He met a few children playing together, but they didn't know each other, and some of them even thought he was a tourist.

Not far from the village entrance is his old house, which has not been cleaned for five or six years and is in a dilapidated state.

The wooden door is broken and tattered, and there is a big hole left without the threshold. I don't know what often goes in and out, but the door is shiny from the friction.

He took out the key and turned the lock. As soon as he opened the door, a loud dog barking sounded: "Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!"

Ao Muyang was stunned when he heard the dog barking. Is this a wild dog occupying his home?

The dog barking quickly approached, and a big yellow dog with rough and dull fur ran out with bared teeth.

Seeing the big yellow dog, Ao Muyang hesitated. The dog was covered with yellow hair, but there was a tuft of white hair on its forehead. It had a large skeleton, and was skinny due to lack of nutrition.

The white hair on the big yellow dog's head reminded him of a puppy he once raised, so he tentatively shouted: "General?!"

The big yellow dog that roared at him stopped roaring when he heard his shout.

It carefully looked at Ao Muyang, raised its head and sniffed, then the tail hanging behind its butt suddenly lifted up and shook, and then it pounced on him like crazy!

Ao Muyang subconsciously took a step back. The big yellow dog pounced on him but did not attack him, but just rubbed his trouser legs with its head, circling around him, whimpering as it turned.

This time Ao Muyang was sure that this was the little yellow dog he raised back then. It has grown so big now, and even become an old dog!

Fishing villages have the habit of raising water hounds, and this is the case all over the world. For example, fishermen in Newfoundland, Canada have bred Labrador and Newfoundland dogs, fishermen in the Algarve region of Portugal have water dogs, and Ireland has Ai's water hounds, etc.

There is also a unique water hound in Longtou Village, which is the big yellow dog in front of Ao Muyang. It is called golden shorthair locally because its fur is golden and short and thin.

Ao Muyang's family has always raised water hounds. After being trained well, they can help pull nets, help catch waterfowl, help dive and drive fish, etc., and they are very capable.

This yellow dog is the offspring of the old dog in the family. Ao Muyang was in the third year of high school at that time, so he chose the strongest one to keep and named it "General", and gave away the other puppies.

In the same year, the old dog followed his parents to the sea and never came back. Ao Muyang left the village, this sad place, in despair and went out to make a living. He gave the general, who had been raised for less than a year, to a relative.

Unexpectedly, the first life he saw after returning to the village was not an old friend, but an old dog who had been waiting for him for many years!