In the past few days, the lewd rain has been raging, and all parts of western Henan have encountered unprecedented floods. The water level in the amphibious river has risen exponentially higher than usual, and from a distance, it looks like a wild horse on the loose, rolling and rushing downstream. The whole Happy Valley River was trapped in an ocean, and the crops in the fields were about to be harvested, but they were soaked in the flood, and the crops were anxious but helpless. In the lower reaches of the Amphibious River, Liwan Lake on the border between Dengfeng and Mi County, at this moment, the water level is rising in a straight line, and even the cornfields on the mountainside have waist-deep water levels. The modest improvised dam is about to be unable to withstand the onslaught of floods from all directions, and there are already signs of dam failure in several places.

At this moment, in the small village on the shore, a tall young man with a coat and a hat on his head walked out, standing on the shore of the lake, looking at the dense blisters in the lake made by the rain, and the yellow waves rolling into the lake in the distance, and then staring at the precarious dam. Everyone scolded worriedly: "God of the dog's day, don't let people live, right?" After scolding, he hurriedly turned back and went back, without much effort, carried a hoe and hurried out, ran straight out of the village, came to a cornfield by the lake, and couldn't help but be stunned, but saw that the water level of the cornfield had risen to the middle of the cornstalk, and the huge ears of corn were soaked in water. Originally, I wanted to discharge the water level in the field to keep the food ration for a year, but this look is good, and the water from all sides can be vigorously regurgitated back and poured into the ground. He couldn't help but slap the hoe handle in his hand, fell into despair, and said continuously: "Grandma's legs, it's over, it's really fucking complete----- what's the matter?" ”

I was muttering to myself, but I heard a fluttering sound in the cornfield, and thought, what sound? It can't be a fish, right? Then stretched out his neck, the cat was going to go, staring straight into the depths of the cornfield, at this time, there was another fluttering sound, only to see a big fish weighing dozens of pounds, the body was sandwiched into the corn plant, no matter how to flutter can no longer get out.

This young man's name is Zhang Bin, a farmer in Liwan Village by the lake, also a fisherman, farming during farming, fishing in leisure time, Chinese New Year's Eve this year, marrying a wife and having children, and living a comfortable and reassuring life. If it weren't for this sudden rainstorm, at this moment, he should be fishing in the middle of the lake to catch shrimp and catch the king. It's good now, I don't know who offended the dragon king, but in this season, he was thunderous and angry, and he was very promiscuous. He looked straight at the rare big fish for a thousand years, itching, but he was afraid that he couldn't get this big guy alone, but was brought into the rapids by her, it was not cost-effective, maybe such a big fish is a divine object, it is difficult to say whether he is here to ask for his life, however, in the area of Liwan Lake, Zhang Bin is a well-known diving expert, and it is not a problem for him to hold underwater for an hour in one breath. Thinking about it, he turned his heart sideways, and secretly said, no matter what he is, Lao Tzu's life is hard, if it is really a bit of back, it is also deserved, how can there be a fisher who sees the prey, and looks at let him run, so he threw off the hat on his head, the coat, and jumped into the water with the hoe, and swam towards the big fish. Before getting close, he looked at the head of the fish, and then he went down with a hoe, and the blood on the head of the fish came out, and the big fish struggled desperately, Zhang Bin said in his heart, ho! It's also energetic, another hoe went down, the foot slipped, the hoe smashed off, but the corn plant that caught the body of the big fish was broken, the big fish got out of trouble, turned over and wanted to swim away, Zhang Bin was in a hurry, a force jumped up, and a hoe smashed down, but it was smashed on the body of the fish, the fish was a spirit, then swam around, dragging the blood stains all over the body to swim to the lake. Zhang Bin didn't dare to slack off, he had long forgotten the danger in the water at the moment, and a fierce man went over and swam towards the big fish. When he got closer, he jumped out of the water, raised his hoe, and smashed it into the head of the big fish, at this moment, Zhang Bin's body appeared in front of him, whether he was dead or alive was unknown, but he clearly knew that the person was on the edge of the cornfield, and behind the person was the abyss with turbulent water. Only this slackened, and the big fish wagged its tail into the ocean.

Zhang Bin sighed, looked at the man, and thought to himself, he probably drowned from the upstream and rushed here, just like this fish, he was hit by the flood waves on the shore, so he said to himself: "I'm sorry, brother, I can't catch you, otherwise, I will also be dragged into the water by you." Go in peace, it's time for me to go out. Zhang Bin said, then turned around and swam to the shore, just swam a few steps, but heard a sound behind him, he thought that another big fish hit up, this time he turned around, but found that the man's hand tightly grasped the corn stalk, but just now his body was prostrate on it, now, the body was pushed by the rushing waves, floating in the lake, the arm is now long stretched, but still holding the straw, seeing, the straw will be uprooted by him out of the mud, at this moment, Zhang Bin's first reaction is that the person is not dead.

Without much thought, he swam over and stretched out his arms to grab the stubble. People who often live by the lake know a common sense, that is, to save a drowning person, don't grab his hand, otherwise you will die together.

Zhang Bin grabbed the straw with one hand, not only was pulled out of the mud by the man, but with the other hand, he stretched the hoe to the man's waist, trying to hook his body and pull up. Zhang Bin thought to himself, it seems that this person did not fall into the water by mistake, it must have been deliberately framed. So, with a strong hand, he hooked the hoe to the rope on the man's body, and then slowly pulled him up into the cornfield. Regardless of life or death, he pulled up the road in one breath, left the upper half of the man's body empty on the edge of the ditch, and then lightly hit his back, and after a long time, he finally heard him cough, and Zhang Bin turned him over.

It turned out to be the clear wind.

When Zhang Bin saw him wake up, he quickly helped him sit up, beat his back and rubbed his chest for him, and untied the rope tied to his body. It didn't take much effort, and Feng Zhiqing gradually regained his strength. Thanking Zhang Bin, Zhang Bin saw that the rain was getting more and more urgent, so he said to Feng Zhiqing: "Brother, if you don't dislike it, go to our house to warm up, change clothes, drink some hot soup, I see, you are still having a high fever, come, you're welcome, brother carries you, our house is not far ahead." Saying this, regardless of whether Feng Zhiqing wanted it or not, he squatted down in front of him, grabbed Feng Zhiqing's legs with both hands back, and carried his shoulders and strode towards the village.

After walking for a while, the wind cleared and fell asleep again. Unconscious.

After days of rainy weather, the moon finally broke through the clouds and emerged on the black mouth of the mountain. It looked a little timid, as if he had done something he shouldn't have done, only shuttling between the gaps in the clouds, and only revealing most of his cheeks.

Uncle Blind's erhu began to melodious, it seems that the erhu also poured half a catty of small sweet potatoes to burn, slightly drunk, the breeze came slowly, then fluttered over the black woods, in the grave of the blind uncle's wife, after a burst of confiding, relieved with joy to caress the blind uncle's hanging on the blind eyes have long dried tears.

This half-string moon is only understood by the blind uncle's erhu, so after being suppressed for a long time, the first trace of brilliance was revealed in the clouds, and the bluestone bench on the earthen mouth outside the blind uncle's courtyard shone brightly.

The bamboo fence of the blind uncle's thatched hut is on the halfway up the mountain, and the earthen mouth hangs high above the arm bend of the amphibious river that flows east and south. From afar, looking at it, the turbulent river is like a flickering silver belt, carrying the melodious and melodious notes of the blind uncle's huqin, singing and dancing into the distance.

Maizi sat on the bluestone slab in front of the blind uncle. With his hands on his cheeks, his eyes staring at the sparkling river without blinking, his ears full of the endless confiding of the blind uncle.

Uncle Blind's audience will always be only Maizi.

And Maizi is also his loyal listener.

One of the things that Maizi is most afraid of is that one day he will never be able to listen to Uncle Blind's erhu tunes again.

Dongpo Village, which has no erhu tunes, is obviously a dead and silent grave.

Just now,

He sent away his most loyal and beloved brother.

Now, only Zhang Qing has not yet appeared.

He said that he was happy tonight, he treasured a good bottle of wine, and he was always reluctant to drink it, and tonight, it was rare to have a good mood and dry it.

However, he sat here, and kept accompanying the blind uncle to disperse, and the second quarter moon fell into the western mountain,

The man who went to get the wine never returned.

His astonishment finally came to his senses,

In the darkness of the night, he drew the long sword at his waist, and he looked at the spike of cold light in the dark night, and muttered to himself:

"Brother, I'm really sorry, I really don't want to kill you, without you, sooner or later one day I will die alone.

Maizi knew where Zhang Qing's home was.

It's a pity that Zhang Qing thought that his concealment could hide from the world.

Therefore, Zhang Qing fled back home with confidence and boldness.

The first thing I did when I got home was to mobilize my family and flee the place.

He knew that even if he hid from the world and the sea, with the shrewdness of the wheat, he might not find this place.

Watching the thatched hut of the blind uncle's house burst into flames. Maizi suddenly felt that he had done a big mistake and a very wrong event, and tears welled up in his eyes, and he looked at the two familiar bluestone slabs in front of him in the night, and felt more and more that they would be as cold as iron forever, and no one would ever sit on them again.

The loneliness and melancholy in Maizi's heart are actually not as good as these two stone slabs.

After all, they still have each other's company.

And he, from now on, will be alone, losing all his friends.

He bowed deeply to the courtyard that was rising in flames, and said: "Let's go, with the blind uncle by your side, you won't be lonely."

When the head of the jade fang, Fei Shitong, was found, he was drowned in a cesspool in his backyard. His hand was still tightly gripping the half of the tree on the edge of the pit.

This is a toon tree that will never grow, and ten years ago it was the size of a rolling pin. When Mr. Fei went to the thatched house, for safety reasons, he often squatted with his hands on the trunk.

The body of the tree was made by someone, and the fracture on it was almost half sawn open by a saw. The manure tank is open all year round and has no cover.

So, the perpetrator is perceptive. Premeditated.

Zhang Qing's front foot had just entered the gate, and it was too late to exit. The masked man's long sword was already pointed at his throat, and his brother Zhang Bin had been held hostage by the masked man.

"If you kill someone, you want to escape, but I'm afraid it's not so easy"! The masked man's voice was aggressive.

Zhang Qing glanced at the sharp blade and closed his eyes,"

He said: "Let my family go, do whatever you want"

The masked man sneered: "If it's that easy, why let you out?" ”

Zhang Qing was taken aback and asked, "What do you want?" ”

Masked man: "Take all the blame for the crime, I will not kill your wife and children".

Zhang Bin asked angrily: "What kind of responsibility do you want my brother to bear?" You said? If I can, I'll take it for him, I'm his brother. ”

"You don't deserve it".

The masked man ordered Zhang Qing to enter the room, find pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and spread them on the table. He said, "I read what you wrote."

Zhang Qing asked, "What do you ask me to write?" ”

"Let's put pen to paper," the masked man cleared his throat. Read: "I, Zhang Qing, entered the Jade Villa three years ago, and because I took advantage of my position, I stole the jade from the jade workshop many times and resold it for personal gain. This time, he conspired with Pei Shitong, the head of the jade workshop, to steal the eight large pieces of jade treasured by the library,-------"

Why not write?

Write like this, and I'll die even uglier,

That's for later, if you don't write it. Your family will have to be buried with you.

I, Zhang Qing, have saved your life twice,

The masked man was silent, the sword in his hand trembling slightly.

We have a lifelong friendship,

I believe we're good brothers, but you still have to write.

The masked man solemnly added: For your family.

Zhang Qing sighed, picked up the pen and continued to write, and the masked man read.

After writing, Zhang Qing seemed to have drunk a bowl of poisonous wine, and he sneered: "This must also be a letter of renunciation and a letter of despair.

Take it. He handed the letter to the masked man, and said coldly:

Now, it's time to get rid of your masked black scarf, there's no need to hide it anymore. 、

This is my business, and then, he said to Zhang Qing: "They will take good care of your family, and now, we can go back to Jasper Villa."

Zhang Qing smiled coldly, why bother? Bring sand to the beach. He looked back at Zhang Bin again.

Brother, I'm sorry, Zhang Qing caused trouble for the family again. Take care, I'm gone.

The two went out. As always, walking side by side,

Today's weather is exceptionally sunny and sunny.

The water level in Liwan Lake is starting to recede.

When Feng Zhi came to his senses, Zhang Bin's family was fine, but there were a few more strangers swaying back and forth around his house.

Zhang Bin seemed to be still thinking about the big fish yesterday, he knew that the big fish would definitely die and surface, he saw Feng Zhiqing get off the bed and walk around, went over to pat him on the shoulder, and then said luckily for him: "Brother, you pick up a life,"

Feng Zhiqing said with emotion: "I don't thank you for my great kindness, and I will repay it in the future."

Zhang Bin looked indifferent, he told Feng Zhiqing to heal his injuries and leave when he had the strength.

Feng Zhiqing nodded,

He watched Zhang Bin walk out the door, and at the door, Zhang Bin couldn't help frowning and sighing. Then step out the door.

At this time, a child's voice came from the house: Mother, I'm afraid"

The woman's voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there is a mother and a father, they don't dare to do anything to us, so well-behaved and obedient"

A trace of uneasiness passed through Feng Zhiqing's heart.

He walked to the window and looked outside, he saw two people stopping Zhang Bin, I don't know what to say, Zhang Bin came back with a sad face.

Feng Zhiqing has a hunch that something must have happened to this home when he was unconscious.

If they don't say it, there must be something unspeakable, and the reason must come from a few people outside.

They didn't say anything, Feng Zhiqing also pretended not to know, and lay back on the bed again, closing his eyes, and the pain in the back of his head was still faintly painful.