The waves on the banks of the weak waters are gushing
Zhang Falu, who thought he was smart, originally wanted to create an incident in which Jock was drowned after he was drunk and mistakenly walked the weak water river, so that even if he drank with Jock with Zhang Falu, he would lose a few dollars at most from a humanitarian point of view.
Who knows that god did not want Jock's life, that day after getting drunk, Jock was thrown into the weak water river by Zhang Falu's uncle and nephew, although the drunken Jock did not know everything, it happened that less than an hour after Zhang Falu's uncle and nephew left, at the urging of thunder and lightning, the long dry day began to rain heavily, and Jock drifted with the flood to Shiba Village more than ten kilometers away. It is also his fate that should not be desperate, Zhao Laohan, who contracted the fish pond in the village, was afraid of the floodwater inlet of the fish pond and choked on the fish fry, put on a raincoat to check, and when he reached the mouth of the fish pond, Zhao Laohan shined a portable lamp on the past, and almost did not scare the old man to lie down, and the entrance to the fish pond of his family was blocked by a person who did not know whether to live or die. Zhao Laohan calmed down a little, took out his mobile phone and asked his son to come over immediately.
In order to save people, Old Han Zhao couldn't care less, so he went down into the water and pulled the man's body over and leaned his head against the gate. Zhao Erliang, the son of Zhao Laohan, arrived just in time, and the father and son took a lot of effort to carry the half-dead person to the edge of the dam, And Zhao Laohan touched the chest of the Hanzi, and there was a weak beating, and he quickly moved him with his son to the edge of the dam and controlled him head down. It was only two or three minutes, the comatose Hanzi spat out more than once, and finally there was a rescue, and Zhao Laohan's heart was put down.
In the middle of the night, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Zhao Laohan and his son had to carry this person to the house and pour him ginger sugar water. At dawn, Jock finally woke up, opened his eyes, felt that his vision was a little blurry, and realized that he was not wearing glasses. He subconsciously groped for a while, where there were still his myopic glasses. Jock lay silently for a while, feeling that this was not his home, and could not remember how he could come to the stranger's house, he wanted to turn over, but he did not have any strength.
Uncle Zhao saw the young man who had been saved by their father and son wake up and helped him up.
"Uncle, why am I in your house?" Jock didn't know anything about the process of escaping death.
Zhao Laohan told him how to save him, and Qiao Ke suddenly crawled on the kang to kowtow to the uncle, and then cried bitterly.
What's wrong with this man, there's no mental illness, right? Old Man Zhao looked at Jock with doubtful eyes.
Joker finally stopped crying and introduced his identity to Uncle Zhao. He said that it was only last night that he was drunk and walked into the weak water river. In fact, now Jock was very afraid in his heart, the people who drank with him and Zhang Falu and a few of them, how could such a thing happen, he did not dare to think about it anymore. For safety, he made a request to Uncle Zhao to rest for a few days at Uncle Zhao's house, asking Uncle Zhao not to tell anyone, and the kind Old Man Zhao agreed to Joker.
The waves on the banks of the weak waters are gushing
Under the meticulous care of Zhao Laohan's family, Joker quickly recovered his health, and even on the day of drinking, Joker had been in Zhao Laohan's house for a full 4 days. Jock asked the uncle for a pen and paper, he wanted to write out his sins, but with a hint of luck, Zhang Falu will not harm me, it may be that he was drunk and lost, go home to see the truth and say it, Jock put down the ballpoint pen in his hand again.
It was already the 5th day at Uncle Zhao's house, and this morning, Joker asked to go to the fish pond with Uncle Zhao to have a look.
This is a village close to the beach of a small lake on the bank of the weak water, and the village looks neat and beautiful. In the fields on the banks of the river, farmers are toiling in their own contracted fields, and six or seven children are having fun by the river.
"Come and see, there's a big carp swimming in the river." A little boy shouted loudly at his playing companions.
The frolicking children ran over, followed by another cry of joy.
However, Qiao Ke did not have the heart to appreciate the scene of the children watching the fish and playing happily, and followed Uncle Zhao all the way along the weak water river flowing westward to the inlet of the fish pond.
At the inlet of the fish pond, Uncle Zhao told the scene of that night, and Jock was shocked to hear it, and he couldn't help but burst into tears. Before the uncle could finish speaking, he threw himself on his knees in front of the old man and gave the old man another prostration.
"Jock, what are you doing?" If it weren't for this magical weak current that washed you down, I wouldn't have saved you. Uncle Zhao quickly pulled him up.
This evening, Joker asked Zhao Laohan's son to call him a taxi from the city, and before he left, he borrowed Uncle Zhao's phone to talk to his wife. From the time I went to work that morning, I haven't spoken to my wife on the phone for a whole week.
"Hey, which one are you?" Wife Yu Jialing's voice.
"Jialing, I'm Jock." Jock was so excited that the tears in his eyes could no longer be suppressed, and he couldn't even say a word.
"Jock, where are you?" Yu Jialing's crying came from the other side of the phone.
Tearfully, Jock choked up and comforted his wife, telling her not to tell anyone that he was still alive and to come home.
乔克愣了半天，才关了手机，他似乎像刚刚睡醒似的，不知是回味梦境，还是考虑自己的未来。
Uncle Zhao and his son and daughter-in-law looked at Jock and didn't say anything. When parting, Jock was about to fall to his knees again, ready to kowtow to Uncle Zhao's family, and Zhao Erliang, who had sharp eyes, supported Jock.
"Boy, why are you, aren't we all drinking the water of the weak water river, who has not encountered a ditch in his life?" Aunt Zhao asked her son to pick up the half-squatting Jokla.
"Big Mother, if it weren't for Uncle Zhao, I would have drifted into the wilderness." You and Uncle are my regenerative parents, and I, Jock, have finally woken up, and I will definitely repay you for your family's great kindness. Jock kept speaking gratefully, and what he was saying now was the truth.
The taxi finally came, and Uncle Zhao's family sent Joker to the car...
The waves on the banks of the weak waters are gushing