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Er Biaozi was depressed again: I didn't sing well just now?

Liu Qingshan was also idle, so he opened his mouth and came: "A laugh in the sea, the tides on both sides of the bank, the ups and downs follow the waves and only remember the present... Jiangshan laughs, mist and rain are far away, the waves wash away the beauty of the world..."

The other people on the boat, who had never heard this kind of song before, just felt the pride in their chests, and just wanted to howl a few times.

After hearing Liu Qingshan sing it once, they also sang along, and for a while, ghosts and wolves on the fishing boat howled.

"This is the song that men sing, it's so exciting!"

Yu Laoqi feels extremely comfortable now, this feeling is even better than finishing things with his wife at night.

"Sanfeng, where did you learn the song?" Er Biaozi was also completely convinced.

"On the other side of Hong Kong Island, Uncle Zhan's song." Liu Qingshan didn't like to plagiarize, he was telling the truth, although Uncle Zhan hadn't created this song yet.

The big head suddenly patted the side of the boat: "It would be great if there was wine, this kind of song should be sung while drinking, it must be enjoyable."

Liu Qingshan said twice: "Wow, there is really wine."

After speaking, he pulled out the yellow schoolbag in the cabin and took out two bottles of Bishui Daqu.

He didn't have lunch when he came here, and the weather was cold, so Liu Qingshan brought two bottles of wine.

"There's wine, that's great, then let me pick some appetizers!" Yu Laoqi's eyes lit up.

There was a small trawl net and a large fishing net on the boat, but casting a net was a technical job, and apart from him, the other four people really couldn't come.

Then let the trawling net down first, and when the fishing boat arrived at Jiangchazi, Yu Laoqi stopped the boat on the shore and started casting the net.

With a bang, the fishing net forms a standard circle and enters the water. Just this hand is enough for ordinary people to practice for three to five years.

"It's not as good as my father. My father can judge the fish schools under the water based on the current of the river."

Yu Laoqi was muttering while drawing the net, and when the net was dragged back, there were several big bright white fish struggling non-stop.

"Haha, the harvest is good, and I got a few cocked mouths in the net." Yu Laoqi sorted out the fish in the net, and threw two of them back into the river.

He also explained in his mouth: "These two are female fish."

Liu Qingshan gave him a thumbs up: This is the real fisherman.

So the remaining three cocked mouth fish were opened and their gills were removed. The cocked mouth is their local name, and the formal name is "Songjiang white fish". In ancient times, they were all specially paid for tribute.

It's cold here, and the fish grow slowly. A [-]-year-old white fish only weighs more than three catties.

The body of white fish is slender, and the front of the mouth is upturned, so it is called cocked mouth.

Yu Laoqi was also cleaning up the pouty fish, while muttering in his mouth: "In March, the peach blossoms bloom in the river, and the white fish come out fresh and plump."

Kaijiang fish, of course, is the most delicious.

On the other side, Er Biaozi and the others also collected the small trawl net, which was full of small fish and shrimps, and there were also a few big crucian melon seeds, and most of the pots fell out.

There is a kerosene stove on the fishing boat, and some river water is directly scooped up to stew the Songjiang white fish. There is no seasoning on the boat, so I put some salt.

This is called stewed river fish in river water. It is a purely original way of eating, and the stewed fish is the freshest.

He picked out the prawns separately and fried them on a large plate. Liu Qingshan found a few shallots and some willow wormwood buds by the river.

Stir-fried shrimp with shallots and stewed fish with willow wormwood buds are just two dishes. Although simple, they are full of mountain flavor.

In the misty rain, five people sat down on the beach by the river, picked up a few pieces of driftwood.

One shrimp, one sip of wine.

A wild vegetable, and a sip of wine.

I don't know who it is, and sang first with a broken voice: "Cang Hai laughs..."

Sing a few lines and take a full sip with the wine bottle.

Along the Yanyu River, reverberate with the pride and passion of young people.

In the past two days, the depression brought about by the rain has completely drifted away with the singing.

I had enough food, but I didn't feel like I had enough wine. I was in a good mood, and I seemed to be able to drink better than usual.

At the end of the meal, I drank up all the fish soup. I have to say that the stewed river fish in river water is delicious.

Next, it's time to work. According to Zhang Jizi's proposal, these wave trees need to be carefully selected, and the favorite ones should be transported back.

But Liu Qingshan simply waved his hand: "Take them all back. As for the carvings, I will think about it later."

This kind of free resources, that is, in this era, can still be encountered, and if it is put in decades, will it still be your turn?

On the Jiangwan side, I don't know that it has been alluvial for decades, and there are at least a few hundred pieces of driftwood gathered. It seems that a boat will definitely not be able to transport it back.

After the cabin was full, Liu Qingshan led Er Biaozi and Datou to collect the driftwood here, and Yu Laoqi and Zhang Baozi first carried it back to the boat.

Just unload it to the shore of Xiaosong River near Jiapigou, and slowly transport it to the village when you have time, anyway, it is only two miles away.

The remaining Liu Qingshan and his three younger brothers transported all the waves in the distance to the riverside, so that it would be convenient for loading at that time.

Liu Qingshan has the strongest strength, so he can carry it by himself.

Da Tou and Er Biaozi worked together to lift some larger waves.

Seeing these grotesque waves, the younger brothers also exclaimed again and again, and Er Biaozi pointed to the river not far away and shouted:

"Look at the big head, that tree root is interesting, does it look like a woman, maybe it can carve a mermaid from a fairy tale?"

The big head was a little dizzy from drinking, and he nodded his brain: "Well, it's really similar, look at the chest, it's bigger than my date..."

Speaking of this, he quickly stopped and patted his head with his hand: "Hey, I've drunk too much, I'm talking nonsense."

"You boy, you are dishonest."

As Er Biaozi walked, he wondered: Do we have to torture this guy?

Liu Qingshan was struggling to walk towards the river with a big tree root in his arms, and then he heard Er Biaozi's exclamation, which was sent along the river wind:

"Sanfeng, hurry up... hurry up, someone is drowning here!"

Chapter 196 How to save?

Liu Qingshan dropped the Langmu in his arms, and ran towards Datou and the others.

I saw two little friends with pale faces, pointing to the river, where there was a person lying on his back on the beach, with his lower body soaked in the river water.

Judging from the long loose hair, it must be a woman.

"Are you still angry?"

Liu Qingshan ran out of breath, and asked his two friends.

"No... I didn't dare to come forward."

The big head was obviously frightened, his lips were trembling.

At the beginning, he and Er Biaozi thought it was a piece of wood, and laughed and leaned over it, but what they saw was a pale and miserable face, and they were immediately frightened.

After all, he is a young man and has not experienced so much life and death.

"Oh, let's see if we can save him!"

Liu Qingshan stomped his feet and ran forward.

With him taking the lead, Er Biaozi's courage grew a lot, and he followed closely, chanting:

"Three young men, there is nothing to be afraid of, nothing to be afraid of."

Liu Qingshan rushed forward and dragged the person out of the water first. An unconscious person can only be described as dead.

Er Biaozi next to him gritted his teeth, hugged one of the shoulders of the drowning man, and worked together to drag him out of the water.

As he exerted his strength, he kept saying in his heart: Don't look for me, we are here to save you, please don't look for me...

When I was a child, sitting on the kang and listening to the old man telling nonsense, such as hanged ghosts and drowned ghosts, it scared me to death.

After listening to it, everyone outside dared not go home by themselves.

Liu Qingshan didn't have so many taboos, he put his finger on the wrist of the drowning man, carefully feeling the pulse.

Seemingly feeling nothing, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but sink, and quickly stretched out two fingers to probe the carotid artery.

Well, this time it seems to feel a very weak pulse, maybe it can be saved!

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but cheer up, and shouted: "He's still alive, save him!"

"How to help?"

Er Biaozi and Datou asked in unison.

"CPR, pinch her mouth open first, and I'll clean up the foreign objects inside."

Liu Qingshan saw this posture, he could only come by himself, these common first aid knowledge in the future have not been popularized in this era.

Since they were not dead yet, Datou and Er Biaozi were not so afraid. They clumsily pinched the mouth of the drowning man, Liu Qingshan simply cleaned it up, and then began to rescue him.

Pressing and artificial respiration, Datou and Er Biaozi were stunned: If they didn't know that Sanfeng was saving people, they would have thought they were playing hooligans.

In just two or three minutes, Liu Qingshan was sweating profusely from his work, and his heart was also extremely nervous, with a sense of urgency in a race against death.

Fortunately, his efforts were not in vain. The vital signs of the person who fell into the water had obviously recovered a lot.

The beating of the pulse can already be felt on the wrist, and he is gradually breathing spontaneously, and the slight fluttering of the nose can be seen.

"It seems to be alive!"

Liu Qingshan also heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down on the beach, as if the busy few minutes just now consumed all his strength.

But this time, the rain in the sky is still in full swing, rushing and rushing densely.

Liu Qingshan wiped his face and shook his hands vigorously, the drips ticked, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or rain.

"It's really life-saving, Sanfeng, you're amazing!"

Er Biaozi was also full of joy, while Datou took off his raincoat and silently covered the person who fell into the water.

"This ghost weather!"

As the tension subsided, Liu Qingshan quickly regained his composure, muttered first, and then said:

"It can't go on like this. The weather is already cold, and the rain will take away more heat. We have to find a way to keep her body temperature."

While talking, he looked around, the surrounding was empty, only the boundless rain curtain, and there was not even a place to shelter from the rain.

Not to mention building a fire, warming up by the fire, etc., that can only be a dream.

Then there is only one way left: hug her to keep warm, and use the body temperature of a normal person to maintain the body temperature of the person who fell into the water.

Liu Qingshan briefly explained this method, and then ordered: "Big head, you are responsible for holding her!"

The big head immediately shook his big head in shock: "I, I can't do it, I already have a partner."

"Just because you have a partner, you are not afraid of making mistakes."

Liu Qingshan spoke righteously, and Er Biaozi rolled his eyes, and he continued to chime in:

"Big head, when we were in middle school, the Chinese teacher said that in ancient times, there was a person named Liuxia or something, who was not messed up in his arms, Sanfeng and I believed in you!"

"Then why don't you do it?" The big head poked his neck, although he was honest, but honest people have a stubborn temper.

Er Biaozi also kept shaking his head: "My willpower is not firm enough, so I will definitely not be able to stand the test. Sanfenger, you should come. You practice martial arts with the dumb grandfather every day, and you have the strongest firepower."

The big head also began to nod: "Silly boy who sleeps on the cold kang depends on his firepower to be strong."

"Look at you two bears."

Knowing this kind of thing, Liu Qingshan is indeed a bit difficult for the two friends, so he can only do it.

And the words of the two little friends also made sense, not to mention the idiot, if it is said that he has strong energy and blood, he is really the number one among the three.

He untied the raincoat, hugged the person who fell into the water, only felt that the other person's body was like ice, Liu Qingshan couldn't help shivering several times.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Qingshan hugged the drowning man even tighter...

Wu Tong had a dream, a long, long dream:

She is a college student at the Spring City Academy of Fine Arts. During the May [-]st period, the school has a seasonal holiday, and her home is in Spring City, so she followed a classmate from Songjiang to visit here to collect folk songs.

As a result, she stumbled and fell into the water on the boat, and she gradually lost consciousness. She only felt that she was wrapped in endless cold and was slowly falling into the boundless darkness.

Could it be that this is the feeling of death, it is so painful, so desperate.

Just when she couldn't bear it at all, a blazing fire suddenly appeared.