Fisherman's Secret

Mother Fang has been running to the pier from time to time since the evening, and she was relieved when she saw the fishing boat driven by Fang Jing appearing at the port.

Fang Jing fastened the cable and jumped off the boat with Cen Jiu.

When Mother Fang saw that the two were empty-handed, she was inevitably a little disappointed, but she was relieved immediately.

In the past two years, almost no fish were caught in the waters near here. It is normal to have no catch. As long as the child returns safely, it is a blessing.

"Are you tired? Is it hot? Dinner is ready." Fang's mother said, "Your father has been restless all day after knowing that you went to sea. If Xiaole hadn't coaxed him, maybe he would The pier is waiting for you all day."

Fang Jing was still thinking about the piece of wood that he put away, so he was a little absent-minded.

Fang's mother thought that it was because he went to sea, not only did he not make any money, but he had to pay for the oil money and the rent of the fishing boat, so she could only persuade him, "All the fish in this area have been caught, let alone you. Even if the old fishermen in the village go out for a trip, most likely they won’t get anything, so just take it as a trip.”

When he turned his head, he saw the bandage on Cen Jiu's arm, and was startled: "What's wrong with Xiao Jiu?"

Fang Jing didn't want her to worry too much, so he said vaguely: "The waves are rough today, and the boat is a bit bumpy. He is not used to it for the first time when he goes out to sea. When he bumped into his hand, his skin broke a little, not too serious."

Cen Jiu glanced at Fang Jing calmly, the expression on his face was a bit subtle, as if he didn't expect that Fang Jing's face would not blush and his heart would not beat when he told a lie with that upright and steady face. Naturally.

"How bad was the collision? I told you that going out to sea is not so fun, but you didn't listen." Mother Fang said worriedly, and went to see Cen Jiu's wound again.

Cen Jiu turned his body to give way, and avoided it.

Mother Fang was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Cen Jiu was shy, she said indifferently: "If the wound hurts badly at night, just tell Jingjing to take you to the clinic, don't take it seriously."

She was not familiar with Cen Jiu, and with decades of life experience, she always felt that this young man who suddenly appeared in her home was not as simple as her silly son said.

But Cen Jiu is the only friend that Fang Jing has brought home for so many years. No matter whether the other party has bad intentions or not, she will never do anything to make her son unhappy. That's all.

As for the only friend who was brought home by Fang Jing before, Mother Fang's eyes darkened when she thought about it.

Don't think about this kind of person.

At home, Fang Xiaole pushed Father Fang out, and when he saw Fang Jing, he cheered and threw his father towards Fang Jing like a small cannonball, jumped on him, and locked his hands and feet like an octopus. body.

Rao Fang Jing, a young and strong adult man, was also rushed back by this force and bumped into Cen Jiu behind him.

Cen Jiu stretched out a hand and pressed it against Fang Jing's back, only then stopped the momentum of the two of them retreating.

Fang Jing turned his head and took a look at Cen Jiu. He really felt that Cen Jiu had a brute force, and there was a dull pain where he slapped him.

"Your elder brother just came back. Ninth brother's hand is injured, so don't mess around." Fang's mother scolded.

Fang Xiaole slipped off his brother, ran to Cen Jiu, looked curiously at the bandage on Cen Jiu's hand, and said, "Brother Jiu, why are you injured? My brother is not injured, you are so strong."

Cen Jiu: "..."

Fang Jing was speechless, who's brat, pull it out quickly.

Father Fang pushed the wheelchair over by himself. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the two of them, he said nonchalantly, "It's like this when going out to sea. Little bumps and bumps are inevitable. Just come back."

I also looked at the net fish baskets they brought, all of which were empty, and smiled: "Let's just say that there are no fish in the sea. If you don't listen, it's a waste of time. Go and eat, I'm waiting for you gone."

The weather is too hot, so it's rare that Fang's father is willing to go out and walk around more. Fang's mother simply wants to eat in the yard, which is spacious and cool.

Fang Jing went to the house to move the table.Fang's table is an old-fashioned solid wood octagonal table. Although the style is older, it is made of solid materials, and it is relatively large and heavy. Fang Jing can't hold it with his arms open.

"Xiao Le, come and help me lift the table."

"Here we come." Fang Xiaole responded, and happily rushed into the room.

Cen Jiu glanced at Fang Jing, squatted down, put his hands under the table, and pushed the table up firmly with one hand.

Fang Jing: "..."

"No need." Fang Jing's head was covered with black lines.

He looked at Cen Jiu's thin and strong arm, and then at his own ordinary little arm with no muscle or fat, and was extremely discouraged.

Sure enough, people are better than others, and people are pissed off.

Cen Jiu was holding a table that weighed several tens of catties like a toy with one hand. Father Fang was a little dumbfounded, and said for a long time: "Xiao Cen has a lot of strength."

During the meal, Father Fang asked him about his fishing today, Fang Jing shook his head and said: "The big fish schools nearby are basically gone, and there are only some small fish and shrimps. It's all gone."

Father Fang fell silent.

"I persuaded everyone in the early years not to overfish. The ocean gave us a way to survive, and we have to give the ocean a way to survive, but no one listened to me at that time." Fang's father said, "Look, it's as expected now. .”

If it wasn't for this, how could he be willing to leave his family behind and go to the distant seas instead of going to the distant seas. Those young and middle-aged men who died on his boat may still be alive, or they may still be poor and poor, but at least they are still alive and well.

The atmosphere suddenly became dull. Mother Fang glared at Father Fang and said, "It's been so many years. What are you talking about? It makes everyone lose their appetite."

Father Fang sighed: "I'm just feeling emotional. I think our village was one of the largest fishing villages nearby. Look at the past few years. There are fewer and fewer people staying in the village. When our generation grows old, I don’t know how many people are there in the village.”

They are fishermen who have lived in this village for generations. In this generation, it is hard for a traditional fisherman like Papa Fang to lose the food that their ancestors passed on and go to a strange city to make a living. things.

"According to me, there is nothing wrong with living in the city. It is also a good thing that it is convenient for children to go to school and buy things after seeing a doctor. All right, don't talk about this, let's eat."

Fang Jing didn't say anything, he wasn't sure if the ebony thing was true now, so he decided not to tell Fang's parents, Fang's mother, in case they found out that it was just a piece of ordinary wood, so as to save them from being happy in vain.

He decided to study the piece of wood that he put away.

It's inconvenient to have too many people in the family, the most important thing is that Fang Xiaole is a little in love with his brother, he follows him like a little tail, so that Fang Jing didn't even have the time to take out the wood to take a look at it if he wanted to find a chance.

It wasn't until after ten o'clock, when Fang Xiaole lost his excitement and finally crawled back to his little bed to sleep, that Fang Jing just found a reason to go out.

Because of the difficult life in the fishing village in recent years, many people in the village have given up their life in the fishing village and went to work in the city. After some people made money, they took over their families and settled in the city. The house was empty.

Fang Jing casually pushed open an empty house, closed the doors and windows, and then took out the pile of wood.

It is said to be wood, but it is actually more like a big tree stump. It should be some years old. The roots are intertwined. The diameter of the trunk is more than one meter long. Farm houses are all spacious and bright. All the halls were crowded.

Fang Jing looked at the wood from the beginning to the end, and found that the appearance of the wood was charred dark brown, with delicate texture and very beautiful.

He carefully took a small piece off, the cut surface was smooth, yellowish brown with a little green in it, the texture was delicate, with faint gold threads in it, exuding a faint fragrance that seemed to be absent.

These are compatible with the characteristics of ebony, but there are many kinds of woods with fragrance, Fang Jing is still not sure.

He soaked the small piece of wood in water, and found that after sinking into the water, the color of the wood section became darker.Fang Jing took out the small piece of wood, dried it and lit it, leaving a handful of yellow ashes after burning.

The ashes left after burning ordinary wood are grayish white, and only yellow ashes are left after burning ebony.

By this time, Fang Jing was basically sure that the piece of wood he accidentally picked up was ebony, and according to the golden threads in the texture, it was most likely still ebony.

This is the best of ebony!

It turns out that pies really fall from the sky!

Fang Jing couldn't believe his eyes at this moment, his first thought was such a large piece of ebony with golden silk, how much should it be worth?

Like a beggar who picked up a big treasure, he hurriedly took the wood back like a thief, and walked home in a daze.

Dad has had his limbs amputated for several years, and has never been equipped with a suitable prosthesis. He lies on the bed like a living dead all day long. Now he can be equipped with a better prosthetic. If the ebony is older and the price is higher, Maybe even smart prosthetics are worthy, so that Dad won't have to lie in bed all day or rely on a wheelchair to get around.Dad should be in a better mood if he can move around on his own without relying on others.

Xiao Le can also relax as an exchange student. It is always better to have more money in a foreign country alone.

And the old-fashioned black and white TV at home can also be replaced, so that my mother sometimes wants to watch a TV series and has to go to the next door to watch it.

……

Before the ebony was sold, Fang Jing had already figured out in his mind how to use the money, and his heart was so beautiful.

The fishing village at night was extremely quiet, with only dots of lights showing that there were people in this village who stayed up all night like him.

Fang Jing walked alone on the empty road, thinking about how to think of a way to make Wu Mu look like he was brought back from the sea.In the eyes of normal people, there is no way for him to get back such a big log by himself. He needs a helper.

He didn't intend to tell anyone the secret of Shui Bubble, and he would bring him into the coffin after he died, so he had to think carefully about who to choose as a helper.

Fang's father can't do it, and his physical condition doesn't allow it; Fang's mother can't do it either, women are weak and sharks are too dangerous in that water, Fang Xiaole——

Pass directly.

As for the villagers, it's even worse.

Then there was only one Cen Jiu left.

Cen Jiu is good. He has great strength, high martial arts, eccentric and withdrawn personality, and he is still an outsider who knows nothing about this world. There is really no one more suitable than him.

Fang Jingyi was deeply aware that when Cen Jiu was stabbed and fainted by the thief in order to save him, he did not turn away ungratefully, and even sent him to the hospital.Look, what a qualified helper this is.

Just do it!