"Yu Niang," the little cormorant stood on the bow of the boat and shouted loudly.
"Sir, at least tell me what your name is?"
"Where is your home?"
"I also want to give you fish soup?~!!"
The little cormorant was so anxious that he stamped his feet, pouted his little mouth, and was about to cry.
The mother and daughter did not hear the reply, but saw Chen Yang's figure flickering away in the distance, and his hand vaguely waved to them from behind, as if saying goodbye.
"Mom, sir, don't you like me?"
the little cormorant asked aggrievedly.
She really wanted to deliver fish soup to her husband every day. She even purchased dried water mushrooms that could be used to make fish soup for a lifetime.
"no."
Yuniang lovingly touched the little cormorant's head with her hand, watched Chen Yang go away, and said, "Sir, I just don't want you to remember your kindness and carry a burden. I hope you can live your own life happily."
"I do not want!"
The little cormorant was determined.
"Then don't."
Yu Niang smiled softly and pointed at the bow of the boat, "Silly girl, look."
The little cormorant lowered his head with tears in his eyes and saw two ingots of silver, half embedded in the ship's plank, shining brightly in the morning sun.
"Wow~"
The little cormorant cried loudly: "I don't want any money, I want to cook fish soup for my husband."
Yuniang funnyly stretched out her hand to wipe the tears on the little cormorant's face, but the more she wiped the tears, the more she wiped them away. She simply stopped wiping them off and patted her daughter's head with her hand, saying:
"It's easy to find your husband."
The little cormorant stopped crying instantly and looked at her mother longingly.
Yu Niang shook her head and sighed: "What evil have I done? The daughter I gave birth to is even stupider than the mother I am."
When she spoke, she was thinking of her naive thoughts before, and she still thought about taking risks to catch the best fish to entertain distinguished guests.
I never thought that they just wanted to bleed her.
"Fortunately, although my stupid daughter is stupider than me, she is also luckier than me."
"Mom, please tell me how to find Mr." The little cormorant coquettishly shook her mother's arm, almost causing her mother, who had just recovered from a serious illness, to faint.
"Stop shaking, you're dizzy."
"Why."
Yu Niang sighed, dug out the silver on the boat board, and said: "Silly daughter, according to your statement, your husband got on the boat at the Longjiang Ferry, and there were quite a lot of people there.
If you ask around, you can easily find out his name and where he lives."
"I didn't mean to hide it from you at all. Why are you crying?"
The little cormorant showed signs of crying and laughing, and asked a little unreasonably: "Really?"
Yu Niang sighed again: "Think about it, he is young, good-looking, capable, rich, and a kind-hearted scholar."
"There are over 100,000 households in Longmen County. Are there many such people?"
"Will not."
The little cormorant thought about it, and this time he really broke down in tears and laughed.
She wiped away her tears and looked in the direction where Chen Yang was going, but there was no trace of him.
"I'll go tomorrow!"
...
After turning over a mountain top, I saw Mount Cai in the distance bathed in the sun, as if plated with a layer of gold.
Chen Yang stopped and picked a fruit to eat. He found it bland and tasteless. He missed the little cormorant's fish soup, but also thought about when the lotus mist fruit in his small yard would be ripe.
Finally, his thoughts, like catkins, fell back on the mother and daughter on the awning boat.
"There is definitely something abnormal about the bloodline of Little Cormorant and his daughter."
"Otherwise, we wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing."