Chapter 1: Return of Waves ()

Time flies, and the sun and the moon pass by.

In a blink of an eye, the flowers fell and bloomed for six more springs and autumns.

At Shanghai International Airport, Lelang slowly walked off the plane, looking at the busy crowd, the familiar voices and familiar appearance, which made him feel intimate. His hometown is hard to move, and he has been wandering outside for many years, and has been wandering countless times of life and death. It was not until today that he realized that he was still deeply attached to this land in his heart.

Le Lang walked quietly by the Huangpu River, still carrying the white-washed backpack on his back, aimlessly walking.

He is timid in his hometown. He has never heard of him for six years, and he doesn't know how to face him again. He needs some buffering time.

It was almost dusk, and Le wandered around aimlessly, and in the end he didn't know where he had gone.

Just as I was about to ask someone, a sob sound came from my ears, with a desolate and powerless voice, and I kept shouting: "Grandpa, grandpa."

Le Lang looked for the sound and saw an abandoned, deserted dark corner, a hungry child with only skinny left, weakly shaking an old man who was about to fall in love, and a small puppy with equally thin leftovers was lying beside him.

Lelang walked over, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to see if the old man was dead.

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes, and his hand, which was dry like chicken feet, grabbed Lelang tightly. His face was full of redness and his spirit was radiant, which was obviously a return to the light.

The old man was actually about to die, but he was always worried about the children around him, so he held his breath and refused to leave. At this time, he saw Lelang, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, and he held it tightly with one hand.

He looked at Lelang with a pleading look, gasping for breath, and said intermittently to Lelang: "This... child... is born... has a miserable life. When he was born... he was thrown into the garbage dump... I picked it up... and raised it. I... can't take care of him anymore. Please help me... okay?"

The old man's aura became weaker and weaker, his speech was intermittent, and his eyes were eagerly looking forward, but the light in his eyes became dimmer and dimmer.

Seeing the expectant gaze in the old man's eyes, Le Lang remembered the reluctance of his grandfather's eyes when he was dying, and couldn't help but say, "I can do it."

"Thank you... Thank you..." After saying that, the old man let go of his tight hand and when he looked again, he had passed away.

The old man closed his eyes and smiled on his face. The child next to him cried loudly, Lelang said nothing, but just touched his head gently.

Lelang cremated the old man, took his ashes, children and a puppy, and took the train home. He originally wanted to take a plane, but it was more troublesome to pass the plane with pets, so he chose to take a train.

Fortunately, the bullet train was opened along the coast. It only takes about one day to go from Shanghai to Nanzhou City. When you arrive in Nanzhou City, you have to transfer to the county and then take a taxi back to the village from the county. It is very troublesome.

Lying on the soft mat of the train and looking at the instantly passing scenery outside the window, everything in the past few years flashed like sparks in my mind.

After his grandfather died, Le Lang felt as if he was ashamed. So he got on an ocean-going steamer and started working as a sailor. Thunderstorms and storms appeared on the sea, and pirates in the sea were rampant. Fortunately, he had practiced several skills and struggled to survive several times. Countless wanderings of life and death left countless marks of men that could not be destroyed. One day, he finally got tired of this kind of life and returned to his dream hometown. No matter what that family was, it was always warm.

I haven't returned for many years and I don't know that everything is fine for the people in my hometown. When my grandfather passed away and was completely disappointed, I went away from home. I think it's so stupid and innocent.

This time I come back, let’s live my life here. Farming, raising flowers and weeds, catching chickens, playing dogs and chasing rabbits, stir-frying one or two plates of side dishes, stewing a pot of dog meat, and drinking one or two pots of homemade wine. This kind of life is also good.

Sanlang, who was lying on the soft mat opposite, tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. After getting along these days, Lelang promised the elderly to take care of the child slowly becoming dependent on him and regarded him as a relative. Lelang gave him a name "Letian", which means that he knew his fate, was free from illness or disaster, and was always happy. He also gave him a nickname "Sanlang". I don't know why he gave him this name.

These days, under Lelang's special care, Saburo and the puppy were very good. He also cleaned up Sanlang's whole body and bought him a lot of clothes. Now he looks much more energetic and no longer the same sloppy little beggar as before. The puppy followed him with free food and drink, and his nutrition followed. In the past few days, he has grown a lot at a speed visible to the naked eye. And he ate big every day, and his whole hair was oily and translucent, no longer the same as before when he was dying and was about to die.

However, this puppy obviously has breasts and is the mother's owner. Now when he sees Lelang's tail, it is almost broken. Lelang sees a black spot on one of his eyes, a black spot on his body, and another black spot on his tail, so he simply named it "Three Dots", which is like Sanlang.

After getting off the car, Lelang took a look. There has not been much change in the county town for the past six years. The road has become wider and better, and tall buildings have been built on both sides. Then he turned to the town. The town was vague and there was no change. The mango trees on both sides are still the same as before.

Several motorcycle passengers came over and greeted Lelang enthusiastically.

"Young boy, where are you going?"

"Ye, do you want to sit?"

“Where to go?”

Lelang looked at it, found someone who seemed honest and asked:

“How much does it cost to go to Xiaoxi Village?”

"Xiaoxi Village is very far away. Now there is a bus there, which only costs about five yuan, and it costs more than ten yuan to take a motorcycle."

This is a funny person who carries passengers. If someone comes to the door, he recommends someone to take the bus.

"Let's go." Lelang took Saburo to sit up without arguing.

It is very slow to take the bus, which can be said to be slower than a snail, and the car is ragged and smells bad. It is better to take a motorcycle, and it is faster.

Xiaoxi Village is named after a stream in front of the village. It is indeed far away at the foot of Dayu Mountain and it is winding all the way. Although it is now paved with cement roads, it is still very dangerous. Walking this road, the speed is generally not too fast, and no one dares to walk on rainy and foggy days, for fear that it will fall down by accident. There is a rocky beach with a drop of 20 to 30 meters below. If it falls down, it will either die or be injured.

Xiaoxi Village is full of people of the same clan, with a surname named Ziche. It is said that they were descendants of Ziche Zhongxing during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It was only because the king was cruel and unkind at that time, so he avoided the wilderness. However, the specific history was no longer verified. Only a couplet in front of the ancestral hall could prove that: "There is endless learning and the teacher Zhongni, and his behavior is dignified and effective as a wise man."

Xiaoxi Village is located at the foot of Dayu Mountain. It has more than 300 households and a thousand people. It is also a relatively large village in the local area.

Nanzhou City is located on the coastal area of ​​Fujian and Guangdong. In the past, it was wilderness, with beasts rampant and Japanese pirates rampant. At that time, in order to resist the beasts and Japanese pirates, all the local people learned good martial arts skills, so the people were fierce and disagreeable. They drew their swords to face each other. White swords were put into red swords, and they killed people and ran across the village. However, after the reform and opening up, everyone was fighting to live, and they had no time to practice martial arts and strengthen their bodies. They only organized children to practice martial arts during holidays. On the one hand, they could strengthen their bodies, and on the other hand, they could restrain children to avoid running around.

After getting off the car and paying, Lelang stood in front of Xiaoxi Village, and the scenes of the past rolled over like a movie. Lelang's mother was from Xiaoxi Village. He came here with his parents when he was a child. After his parents died in an accident, he lived here with his grandfather.

There is a stone bridge in front of Xiaoxi Village. The mountain stream is gurgling under the bridge. When the mountain torrents erupt, it can even flood the bridge. This Xi River stretches for more than ten kilometers, winds between the mountains and forests, and then goes straight to the sea. However, the boats cannot pass from here to the sea. Not to mention that the dangerous shoals and rocks block the way, the gravel beach that is only ten centimeters deep is not something that can be sailed by a ship. However, there are also some brave and strong people who are brave and have high abilities. They drive a melon-skinned boat, hold bamboo poles, avoid dangerous shoals and rocks, and run to the beach. The melon-skinned boat is light but cannot carry heavy loads, and it just can pass by with bamboo poles. Sometimes it is not possible to encounter a dry season. At that time, they have to come down and push hard, or carry the boat.

After crossing the stone bridge, there was a fruit tree on both sides of the left and right. There was no change in a few years. Not only did the cement road be paved, but fruit trees were also planted. I remember that this place was a place to take out garbage before, and there was also a public toilet. Every time I entered the village, I could smell a strong odor.

Walking forward, a majestic temple appears in front of you. The temple faces south and north, behind it is the vast Dayu Mountains, and in front is a gurgling stream. It is the ancestral temple of Xiaoxi Village. The temple enshrines the founding ancestors of Xiaoxi Village, the Empress of Zhusheng, and the Emperor Baosheng. I heard that they are very spiritual. Every Chinese New Year and Festival, believers from all over the country will come in a crazily and lively manner. In front of the temple is an open square, paved with red bricks, and an old banyan tree on both sides of the left and right sides guard the temple. In front of the square is a large stage, which is for the gods to perform during festivals. This square is also where children practice martial arts during holidays and meet with villagers.
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