Chapter 3 release ducks

There are many fish and shrimps in Qingcao Lake, and the aquatic plants are luxuriant.People beside Qingcao Lake have had the habit of raising ducks since ancient times.The duck eggs produced here are big and double-yellow, and they are famous in half of the province.In some years, because of "cutting the tail of capitalism", the ducks on the lake disappeared.The policy has been improved in recent years, and the ducks on the lake are like clusters of white clouds. Li Laozhuang is a professional duck breeder, and he drives a flock of ducks on the lake every day in a small boat.In the eighteen villages along the lake, people in every village release ducks on the lake.There are old men and young girls among the duck-herding people. They often meet on the lake and get to know each other very well.

In spring, the willow branches by the lake sprouted tender buds, the peach blossoms and apricot blossoms were in full bloom, fresh aquatic plants grew in the lake, and the duck herders began to drive ducks into the lake. The lake water is as green as emerald, and the pointed corners of lotus leaves are exposed on the water surface.Frogs croaked in pairs.It is really full of spring scenery in the lake, and there is a sound of frogs.As soon as Lao Zhuang got off the lake, he wanted to meet Lao Wang Tou, the duck-herding man opposite Wangzhuang, but he didn't meet him for several days. One day, a girl driving a flock of ducks came across.The girl has a duck-ball face, black grape eyes, and she sings fisherman's songs resoundingly, like throwing pearls in a lake.

Two flocks of ducks marched side by side, and the girl sent a message from the boat: "Uncle, you are from that village—" "Li Village in the east of the lake," the old man replied angrily, "What about you? Girl." "Huxi Wangzhuang." "Where's the old king?" "I'm old and retired." The girl raised the penny and gave it a strong push, the boat turned and the ducks turned around. "Goodbye, uncle!" That's how they got to know each other. One day, Lao Zhuang met the girl again on the lake.After a few gossips, the girl asked solemnly:

"Uncle, is there a Li Laozhuang in your village?" The old man froze for a moment, and asked back: "There is such a person, why do you ask him?" The girl blushed, bit her lower lip with her upper lip, and said: "It's okay, just ask." "It's not just asking casually, is it?" Lao Zhuang said with drooping eyelids. "How is this family?" asked the girl. "Hard to say." "I heard that Li Laozhuang's hands and feet are not very clean. A few years ago, he was caught stealing ducks from the team and swam across the eight villages in the east of the lake?"

"Swim past." Lao Zhuang turned around the bow and kicked the duck into the air. The incident that the girl mentioned touched Li Laozhuang's sad scar. In those years when the "Gang of Four" was rampant, the higher-ups ordered that no one was allowed to raise ducks, and the dozen or so ducks in Mrs. Li's family were "shared production" by the production team.All the oil and salt money at home depends on picking these duck buttocks!At that time, a lazy director was in charge of the village. The ducks from the "Communist" were eaten by him and his rebel comrades as supper, and there were not many ducks left.Lao Zhuang was originally a well-known honest man in the village. Honest people tend to be dumb and do ridiculous things when they get angry.In the middle of the night, he picked up two ducks from the duck shed—unlucky—and was caught by the night patrolling militiamen on the spot.

The director didn't beat him or scold him. He just tied two ducks together and hung them around his neck, and traveled around the eight villages in the east of the lake.The director led the team, one militiaman beat the gong, and two militiamen held big guns.It attracted crowds of people, like watching monkeys.Old Zhuang almost hanged himself for this. When the girl mentioned this matter, she couldn't help but feel angry.From then on, he became disgusted with her.He tried his best to avoid meeting her, he couldn't avoid it, and he was indifferent to her.The girl is still so enthusiastic and cheerful.When we meet, first send him a bunch of silver bell-like laughter, and then send him a bunch of sweet uncles.The old Zhuang was coping with it, but he was secretly cursing in his heart: Look at your carp spirit, talking and laughing, you are not a good guy!

In a blink of an eye, spring and summer came, and the scenery on the lake changed again.The lotus flowers are blooming in the lotus field, and the lake is full of quiet fragrance all day long.One day, the clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and there was a storm with thunder and lightning.Li Laozhuang managed to hold the ducks together with great difficulty, and he was turned into a drowned rat.After the rainstorm, the sky was exceptionally clear, the aquatic plants on the lake were so green that they turned blue, and there were pearl-like drops of water hanging on the lotus leaves and reed leaves.On the edge of a piece of reed, Lao Zhuang met a dozen ducks.He knew that it must have been the storm that had washed away the duck flock of some duck hunter. "Good duck!" Lao Zhuang couldn't help but praise.I saw these dozens of ducks were all white and fat, like small boats floating on the water, very attractive.Lao Zhuang suddenly remembered that his son who worked at the Agricultural Technology Station of Huxi Wangzhuang Commune had said that they had just introduced a batch of fine-bred ducks from the suburbs of Beijing.While thinking, Lao Zhuang drove the dozen or so fat ducks into his flock.

The next day, as soon as Lao Zhuang entered the lake, he ran into Wang Zhuang's duck-herding girl. "Uncle, did you see a dozen ducks? Yesterday's storm washed away my flock of ducks. I counted them when I went home. Fourteen ducks were missing. They were fine-bred ducks I just bought from the Agricultural Technology Station. I was so anxious to get a good night's sleep!" "Girl, that's a coincidence! Seeing the girl's anxious look, Mr. Zhuang has already forgotten the unhappiness of the past few days. He pointed at the ducks and said, "That's not it, there are not many ducks. Here I am. "

"Thank you so much, Uncle. Shall I drive the duck over here?" "I'll do it." Li Laozhuang swung the penny and blasted the fourteen white ducks out of his duck flock.The duck-herding girl called "Xiaxia", and the white ducks returned to the flock. "Uncle, we have kept ducks in a lake for more than half a year, and I still don't know your name!" The girl pushed the boat to the side of the old and strong boat, and asked the question in a singing voice. "My surname is Li, my first name is Lao Zhuang!" "Ah! You are Wei Lin, Li Weilin, no, Technician Li..."

"That's right, I'm Li Weilin's father," Li Laozhuang raised his beard and said as if fighting against the girl, "I'm the Li Laozhuang who swam across town for stealing ducks!" The girl screamed again.Her eyes were wide open, and her face turned into a pink lotus. "Uncle, thank you..." She hurriedly bowed to Lao Zhuang, supported the boat, chased the ducks, and fled desperately. "Girl, do you know our Wei Lin? When you see him, send a message and ask him to bring some fine-bred ducks back!" Li Laozhuang shouted loudly. A reed blocked the girl and her ducks.

Li Laozhuang let out a long sigh of relief, feeling very relaxed and happy.He said to himself: "This girl has such a beautiful appearance and character, no wonder people say that there are beauties by the Qingcao Lake!"