On the shore of Hakuba Lake, various fishing boats are docked on the shore, with cement boats and small wooden boats. Pulled by a thick hemp rope, the other end was tied to a tree stump on the shore. The boats were constantly surging up and down under the lake breeze.
Luo Mingzhi was intently packing up his fishing gear. The eyelids inadvertently jumped a few times, and Luo Mingzhi raised his hand to wipe the sweat. Suddenly I felt uncomfortable, and someone was staring at me. Looking down, he picked up the steel needle that mended the fishing net, quickly got up, and turned his head. But he was pressed to the stool with one hand. But Luo Mingzhi still saw a face, a cold and white face. "When did it come?" "The Kung Fu of a Cigarette". "Grass, come and don't talk!" The two hugged each other tightly.
Luo Mingzhi changed his clothes and walked on the embankment by the lake with the wind. Seeing the small plug on the side of the road and playing with the little black dog, he shouted: Bolt, go to the front and call you Uncle Zhu, just say that there are guests at home. The bolt flickered and blinked his glasses several times, stared at the wind for a while, nodded, and ran away with a cigarette, and the little black dog also followed the little master upside down.
Chasing the wind, Luo Mingzhi, and Zhu Liang are all junior high school classmates. It was only chasing the wind and Luo Mingzhi that he went to high school, but Zhu Liang went home early to work as a farmer, mainly aquaculture. Zhu Liang's natural good voice and special cleverness are not fond of learning. In the second year of junior high school graduation, he got married and had children, and his favorite thing was to read all kinds of ancient books, be good at strategy, and be famous for his little Zhuge Ge. All the big things and small things are consulted with him.
The two walked and talked, asking each other about the latest situation. Inadvertently, the voice of the people became noisy, and the wind stopped to take a look. There is a pier not far away. There were six or seven ships parked, some shouting and shouting, some running around and unloading cargo. Chasing the wind, Luo Mingzhi suddenly pointed to a wooden boat on the far side and said: Today we will go there for dinner. The boat was distinctly different, the largest and tallest here. A wooden pole was erected and several unknown flags flew. Two lanterns hung from the bow of the ship, and pink curtains hung from the cabins. Chasing the wind hesitated. Obviously, Luo Mingzhi was interested: walk around, go there to eat. Chasing the wind half pushed and half followed on the boat.
What I didn't expect was that I was caught in a trap at once, and as soon as I stepped on the boat, I was doomed to escape!
(To be continued)