At the southern end of the Yangtze River Delta is the largest archipelago in China, where there are many islands and reefs. Because of the rich fishery resources, many people living on the island live on fishing, and the annual fishing season is closed. The fishing boat returns to the port, and the man who goes fishing Going home, this has become the most lively period on the island.

Xiuqiu Island is one of many islands. This island is not large in size. Today, there are less than 200 households living on the island, because there is not much development of tourism resources, even if the outside world is already developed. However, the local residents still maintain a slow pace of life.

The men who went fishing these days have returned one by one, and the business of the Mao's tavern has become particularly prosperous.

This pub is the oldest pub on the island. The current owner is the seventh generation of this hotel. The ancestors on the island grew up smelling the aroma of wine made by the Mao family. Their wine tastes long. The sauce has a strong flavor, and the craftsmanship has been passed down from generation to generation. The emphasis is on the materials. Many residents who move away from the island and live in more prosperous places will return to the island after a while and buy a few jars of wine.

Actually, if you move to another place, the business of this pub will have a better and longer-term development, but the people of the Mao family are nostalgic and are used to this growing land. According to the Mao family, if the money is enough, they will make it. Just like making wine, and then listening to the bragging and farting of the neighbors on the island, this kind of life is human.

Perhaps one day, all the people on this island will move away, and their pub will consider developing elsewhere.

Because of such a nostalgic boss, people on the island also like to come to him to drink, bring two dishes of their own, bring a folding chair, and bring a few decks of playing cards. Youzaiyou will spend a long time. Too.

Before leaving, I called a couple of wines again, and had a good night's sleep.

The people on the island cannot live without Mao's wine, and the people of the Mao family are reluctant to this place. Gradually, this tavern has been integrated into the culture of the island.

"Jiangliu, you tell us what you are doing outside."

The central character of the pub today is the Jiang family son who just returned from a big city not long ago, the bull king who loves bragging. Although everyone knows that he can’t talk, he still likes to coax him and listen to him say that people If you want to laugh from your heart.

"Yeah, last time you said that you had dinner with Ma Yun and discussed the investment projects afterwards. How are you doing now? Has your investment project yielded results?"

Several dark-skinned men were shirtless, with a big sea bowl in their hands, filled with Huang Chengcheng's wine. From time to time they grabbed a few peanuts from the small plate in front of them and ate with wine.

The target under siege was obviously drunk, his eyes loosened, and his mouth was a little unclear.

It was a man in his early thirties, wearing a clean white shirt and neatly groomed hair. Compared with these black men who had been fishing for the wind and the sun in the sea all the year round, he looked too white and weak. It is also a little out of place with the surrounding environment.

"Hey, it's yellow, but it's like doing business. What a good thing is smooth sailing, hiccup--"

He hit a long hiccup, then patted his chest, and took another sip of wine: "I am also bothered about earning money, as you know, I am rich, there are many, many Money, but what's the use of so much money? For me, money is just a number, and hard work has no effect on this number."

"Poof—"

The people around finally couldn't help but laughed.

Listen to this kid Hu Chuan, if he is really rich, his old lady can still live in a small building built by his dad more than a decade ago, and now people with a little money, who is not to bring down the old house and rebuild it, more Not to mention the really rich, they will not stay on the island at all, but move to a more developed city early for the sake of their children’s education.

Their island is really too small, and with the increasing number of people moving out in recent years, even the only elementary school on the island can’t keep going. As for the children who are in junior high school, they have to go to the nearby I live on school on the Big Island and take a boat home every Friday night. I have to go back to school every Sunday night.

This kind of life is too inconvenient, which is why more and more people are moving away.

Jiangliu also has a son. He is now studying on Daishan Island, their largest island. This child who has never been a mother is very sensible. Every week, he will come back to help grandparents take care of the crops in the field. Jiangliu wants to It's so rich as he said, why don't you help solve his son's affairs first.

So for the words of Jiangliu, we all hold the attitude of listening as a joke, and do not take it very seriously.

"Jiangliu, you said you made so much money that you can't spend all your flowers. If you don't give it to your brothers, let's help you spend it."

A small, stupid man who resisted laughing, continued to poke the river, and wanted him to tell more jokes to everyone.

"You have hands and feet. Where do I need my money? I have thought about it. I will use the money to do more meaningful things, such as building Hope Primary School, such as helping elderly people who are seriously ill but look down on them. Children...hiccups, my money is of great use."

Although this man is drunk, his basic consciousness is still there. He is a poor man. Where does the money come to spend for others, but he can’t tell the truth, he enjoys the eyes of the worship (fog) when everyone looks at him , Enjoy the envy (fog) look of others asking him about life in a big city.

He is a waste, and bragging can bring him unprecedented self-esteem and pride.

Anyway, bragging is not taxed because no one exposes every bragging, and men are enjoying this process more and more.

"You talk about you, you have money to help other children, why don't you think about your son Chongde, he is about to go to high school, and in the blink of an eye, it's time to marry his wife, you don't plan to give you My son prepares a wedding room in advance, or have you already prepared it, don’t you plan to tell us?"

People on the side regarded him as a joke, but the protagonist didn't think it, but explained it very seriously.

"I'm going to the river today, it was started from scratch. Since I can, then my son must be OK. Besides, aren't there enough reports in the news now? You see, those who drive luxury cars hit the dead and team up to bully Isn’t the girl of the other family the rich second generation who my parents haven’t taught me? My son of the river must endure the difficult living environment from an early age, temper his tenacious willpower, and inherit his business empire in the future. "

This explanation is perfect, anyway, the man thinks that his remarks can not pick out the fault.

"Punch--"

"Cough-business empire, ha ha ha -"

Jiang Liu's expression was too calm, and the nonsense attitude amused everyone.

You don’t even need to say that such a cheeky face like Jiangliu might even be a hit when the comedians might get red, maybe his money won’t really be spent.

"Don't say, Chongde should go home today, I have to go back."

The ridiculed and unaware man smiled, followed by a burp, and took out ten dollars to put on the table of the wine shop. This is his money for today.

After all, he staggered toward the house.

After he left, someone in the pub imitated what he had just said and laughed again and again, which he did not know.

*****

"How much wine did you drink? If you let Chongde see you, you will have to be angry with you again. If you talk about you, you won’t see anyone for three or two months. You will come back once in a while and fight with your son in the future. I'm gone. Can you rely on this son?"

"The child of Chongde is also pitiful. He hasn't had a mother since he was a child, and there is a father you can't depend on. Who can he rely on in the future, but don't say anything you have a lot of bullshit, how much money is in your kid's pocket, I don’t know if you’re a mother, you’re not very patient when you’re young, and you can’t make a lot of money.”

"Eh, my dad and I are both down-to-earth people. The Zonde we taught is also a good boy who is clever and sensible. Why did you give birth to such an unreliable kid?"

Seeing his son come back, he was still full of alcohol, and Cai Shufen was distressed and angry, and he talked in a chat.

But in the end, she looked at her stunned son and finally sighed helplessly: "Forget it, you still have to wash your face, rinse your mouth, and I will make you a cup of sober tea."

This is not the case for his son. Cai Shufen can't control this son, and he can only let it go. He only wants to wait for his grandson Chongde to return.

"Ok."

The confused man nodded and walked staggering toward the bathroom. With the residual consciousness, he turned on the faucet, soaked the towel, and did not completely dry it. He put the cold towel directly on his face.

An agitator, the man in the mirror had some muddy eyes clear and clear.

Jiang Liu looked at the environment around him, looked at the towel on his hand, and then closed his eyes to absorb the memory left by him.

"by--"

One couldn't hold back and swear again.

The author has something to say: The name of this island is the author's Hu, and it should not exist in real life.