The woman on the bow of the boat is not the usual mature and charming boat girl, singing sultry fishing songs;
Or the vicissitudes of the old man, smoking a cigarette and shouting loudly while talking about ancient times.
It was a teenage girl with black hair and ill-fitting clothes, revealing her white and tender arms and little feet like lotus roots.
She held the pole with difficulty and looked at Chen Yang with longing eyes: "Sir, are you taking the boat?"
"Little Cormorant, you are so small, can you handle the boat?"
There were boat girls nearby who were shouting and making fun of me.
"Third Aunt, I can do it."
The girl named Little Cormorant responded stubbornly, and then continued to look at Chen Yang with longing eyes.
Chen Yang was about to turn around and leave the city and go to Caishan to be his teacher. Naturally, he had no intention of traveling around. Just when he was about to refuse, he vaguely discovered something?
In the old awning boat, there was a vague sound of labored breathing and the sound of a child humming feebly.
Chen Yang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
The awning boats traveling on the Longjiang River mainly carry merchants from various places to and from Longmen County. The cabins of the awning boats are for guests to live in. The boat girls or boatmen take the boats to catch fish, make fish dumplings and fish soup, and also
Sing songs and talk about ancient times.
Now this little girl, there are already people in the cabin, but she is small and weak, no wonder she has no business, she looks at Chen Yang as if she is looking at the last hope.
"Sir, I can handle the boat, and my craftsmanship is very good. My mother said the food is delicious."
"Just a little money will do."
said the little cormorant pleadingly.
Chen Yang couldn't help but swallow the words of rejection that came to his lips.
He pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "Little cormorant, right? I want to leave the city, so I can help you get back and forth, can you do that?"
Chen Yang changed his mind and did not plan to leave the city through the city gate and enter the mountain. He simply took a awning boat and went from the direction of Black Rock Mountain.
As for whether there are monsters similar to the beauty spider on Black Rock Mountain, yes, then there is. Chen Yang didn't take it to heart. He was not the poor thing like Chen De.
Before the little cormorant could answer, the boat girl who had made fun of her before frowned and interrupted: "Sir, how can the little cormorant travel a long distance because he is so weak?"
"I can!"
The little cormorant rushed to agree, rocking the boat vigorously, and moved closer to where Chen Yang was.
The boat girl frowned again, gave Chen Yang a meaningful look, and said: "We, the people on the water, are all poor people. We live, grow old, sick, die, and get married all on a broken ship. We can only help each other.
If there is any offense to the little cormorant, I will tell you when you come back, and we, the people on the water, will apologize to you together."
The little cormorant pursed his lips and glanced at Chen Yang worriedly, as if he was afraid that he would change his mind, and said hurriedly: "I don't know how."
Chen Yang laughed dumbly.
The little cormorant is too young to understand. He still doesn't understand what the boat girl means.
She was afraid that a man like Chen Yang would lure the little girl out of the city and find a deserted place to do bad things.
The boat girl is giving a warning.
He warned Chen Yang that the people on the water should unite as one and that he was really going to do something. The boat girls and the others were all witnesses. As long as something happened to the little cormorant, they would stand up for the little cormorant.
It can be said to be well-intentioned.
Chen Yang nodded towards the boat girl, showed a kind smile, and said: "Don't worry."
The boat girl blushed and looked away, feeling relieved and relieved.
Such a good-looking man shouldn't do bad things, right?
Appearance is always justice.
At this time, the little cormorant rocked the boat to the shore, struggled to pick up a wooden plank, put it on the shore, and invited Chen Yang to get on the boat.
When Chen Yang boarded the boat, the little cormorant propped the pole on the shore. The water rippled and the awning entered the river and gradually moved downstream.
In the distance, crisp fishing songs floated out from the awning boat...