It's October, and the fish in the river are at their peak. No fishing is allowed after these few days, so the amount of fishing depends on how many workers a family has.
After all, the fish can be kept fresh for a long time if it is dried in a kang and made into cured fish.
Liu Yuxue frowned and walked out. It happened that a villager was running towards the north of the village carrying firewood. She quickly called out: "Uncle, what happened to the north of the village?"
The villagers stopped and said anxiously: "The Lin family's tiger cub fell into the river and was washed away by the water. I'm afraid it's a disaster. The village chief wants us strong men to fish people out of the river. Okay, I won't say more. I
I still need some hemp rope."
Huzi...
Isn't this Aunt Lin's only son?
She was about to turn around and look for An Shuyao, but she didn't expect that An Shuyao had already heard what the villager said. She didn't do anything, threw away the gauze and ran to the river north of the village.
Liu Yuxue couldn't help shouting: "Yao Yao!"
Lu Jin also chased after him. He handed An Hao into Liu Yuxue's hands and said, "Keep an eye on him."
Then he coughed lightly and headed towards An Shuyao. An Yunrui heard the noise and walked from the kennel to the door. An Hao didn't know what happened, but his little aunt was so anxious that it made his eyes bleed.
Turning red, seeing An Yunrui as if seeing a life-saving straw, Xiao Nai's voice was a little choked: "Fourth uncle, my little aunt is so swollen."
He tried hard not to cry, and his whole little face turned red. An Yunrui touched his face comfortingly, and a trace of worry flashed across his tough face: "Miss Yuxue, I have to trouble you to look after Hao'er.
I'll go and be back in a moment."
"Eh!"
What was left to her was the man's strong back. She stared down at the little carrot head. She was anxious and wanted to see the situation, but there was a three-year-old child here, and there were so many things in the house that needed to be taken care of.
She could only suppress the anxiety in her heart and comfort An Hao by the way: "Hao'er is fine. Your little aunt has something to do and will be back soon. How about we go inside and wait for them? It's a little cold outside."
An Hao's black grape eyes were watery. He looked at the direction in which the few people disappeared with nostalgia, then turned back, lowered his head and said softly: "Yes."
Liu Yuxue sighed in her heart, hoping everything would be safe.
An Shuyao simply ran to the river at a crazy speed. Although this river is a tributary of Dabazi River, it also has a name in Yanshi Village. The villagers here call it Xiaoluo River.
An Shuyao ran until her heart was burning. The river bank not far away was crowded with people, and there were heart-wrenching cries among them. An Shuyao panted, raised her legs and ran over again.
"Ooooh, Huzi, my Huzi."
Aunt Lin stood by the river, watching the men go down to the river to fish for people. She almost fainted from crying, and her eyes were swollen from crying.
"Found it! Found it!"
A man came back holding the rope, holding a seven or eight-year-old boy in his arms.
As soon as they landed, they immediately put the person on the ground. Lin Huzi's face was pale and he was no longer breathing.
"Huzi! Ah——"
Aunt Lin held Lin Huzi's head and knelt down. She opened her mouth wide and cried until she lost her voice.
The villagers mourned in silence on one side. After all, they had fallen into the river for a short time, and they did not expect to see a living little life disappear before their eyes during this fishing trip.
Lin Hui was the last one to come ashore. He was a tall and dignified man with tears streaming down his face.
The village chief came out and sighed: "Huizi, find a time to bury Huzi. He has already expired."
Lin He raised his hand and patted his shoulder. A man who stood tall and upright had unknowingly bent his back a lot, making him look much older.
"It's useless even if you go to the county to ask a doctor. No one who falls into the water can come out alive. Take care of yourself and look away."
Lin Hui wiped his tears and his voice was a little hoarse: "I understand the village chief."
He walked to Aunt Lin and said in a very painful voice: "Cui Niang, let's take Hu Zi home."
"No..." Aunt Lin hugged Lin Huzi's body tightly and cried until her voice became hoarse: "My Huzi is not dead, he is not dead!"
"Huzi, wake up, look at your mother, you just left like this, how can you let your mother live?"
An Shuyao pushed through the crowd and saw Aunt Lin kneeling on the ground, crying so hard that she almost lost her voice.
Lin Huzi closed his eyes tightly, his face turned pale and his lips turned purple.
An Shuyao's expression changed: "Let him lie flat on the ground!"
The sudden sound made everyone startled. Aunt Lin's sobbing cries paused. Seeing this, An Shuyao went to lay Lin Huzi down with her own hands.
He reached out to lift Lin Huzi's eyelids first, and then prepared to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on him.
Her strange behavior immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of a villager: "Lu family, what are you doing?"
An Shuyao didn't know the person who made the noise, so she was not prepared to pay attention to it, but the person Mu Mu tirelessly said: "You are desecrating the corpse! The tiger is already dead, and you still squeeze it."
An Shuyao raised his eyelids lightly: "Who said he is dead? If you don't want him to die, come and help quickly."
"Uncle Hui, come here."
It was Aunt Lin who reacted: "Brother Hui, come quickly."
Lin Hui quickly arrived at An Shuyao's side. The villager's nose turned crooked when he saw this: "Ms. Lin, you really believe that she is evil. The tigers are all dead. Do you still believe that such a little girl can kill your tigers?"
Rescue her? She wasn't afraid of disturbing Huzi's soul by letting her touch the body!"
Aunt Lin looked at the man with bright eyes: "My tiger is not dead! I believe in Yaotou."
The reviled villagers shook their sleeves fiercely and snorted angrily: "It's unreasonable!"
An Shuyao quickly performed artificial cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Lin Huzi. After each set, Lin Hui performed two artificial resuscitations on Lin Huzi's small mouth.
Everyone around them became nervous instantly. They did this five times alternately, and sweat oozed from An Shuyao's forehead. Until she felt the slowly beating heartbeat, her face lit up.
Then she squeezed his abdomen. After a while, Lin Huzi vomited some water and cried in a weak voice.
"mother……"
An Shuyao collapsed to the ground from exhaustion. Fortunately, he caught up. If there was any further delay, even the Da Luo Immortal would not be able to save Lin Huzi.
The villagers looked at this scene as if they had seen a ghost, and Aunt Lin shed tears of excitement in her eyes: "Be good, my mother is here."
An Shuyao breathed a sigh of relief: "Take him back to rest quickly. The water is cold in early winter. Be careful not to catch a fever. Keep an eye on him these days to avoid catching a cold."
Aunt Lin hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to An Shuyao: "Thank you, Yaotou, thank you, thank you so much, otherwise I wouldn't be able to live anymore if I were gone. You are really a miracle doctor."
An Shuyao hurriedly grabbed Aunt Lin's head, which was kowtowing: "Take Huzi back quickly and keep warm. The water should be choking on your throat. Try not to talk these days. You can also go to the county to open a post."
Give the tiger the medicine to warm and soothe the throat."