Chapter 7 Chapter VII

While waiting for Guo Ming to take me back or rehabilitate me, I became obsessed with fishing. Every morning, like a fisherman who has to go out to sea to make a living, I bring the necessary fishing gear and dry food and come to the Liujiang River to fish—this is the only secluded place where I can avoid being surrounded by officialdom and the market. Right and wrong merits and demerits are turned a deaf ear to the carefree place.Like a fisherman who had to gather his nets and return to the voyage in a storm, I had to put down my flags and come here for refuge——Since Tian Zhengzhong and his group were arrested, huge public opinion has disturbed me like a storm and a tsunami, and I seem to be in the middle of nowhere. The fish boat drifting on the sea is blessed by those who love me, and cursed by those who hate me.I am up and down in the vortex of love and hate, I can't tell who is hating me?Who loves me——My simple and straightforward brother scolded me severely when he learned that he was cheated by me, and then never said a word to me, and repeatedly rejected me .I was shunned by people I knew and judged by people I didn't know.They talked about my voice and stared at me like monkeys swarming against a lone tourist on Mount Emei, whispering and pointing at me while keeping a distance, and being deaf when I tried to get closer. Dumb, quick to escape.I locked myself in the dormitory, and my window was full of exploring children. They were like warriors attacking a city or climbing a mountain, rushing forward one after another. Pairs of innocent eyes peered at me.I can't seal the windows and drive away the kids who break them any more than I can shut the mouths of other people's mouths and the storm that I caused—I don't know the magnitude of the storm that I caused Is it a rescue or a disaster for Liu County, which is full of holes?The storm disintegrated the current county party committee in Liu County, and seven of the eleven county party committee members were arrested.Therefore, I don't know whether my role and role in the process of participating in the storm is honorable and upright?In Liuxian County officials and folks, am I considered a hero for killing evil for the people?Or is it a villain who is regarded as a seller seeking glory?All I know is that there are eyes peeping at me here and there, eyes that frighten me like fireflies on night roads and phosphorescent fires in cemeteries.I can only wait for Guo Ming to rectify my name or rehabilitate me. In this world where truth and falsehood are hard to argue, only he can prove that I see the bright and bright people in the midst of poverty. I look forward to his coming like looking forward to the stars and the moon.

Now what can make me forget and get rid of the troubles and chaos of human affairs is fishing.Sitting on the bank of the muddy Liujiang River, I was deeply attracted by the gentle water surface and the calm fish floats—this deep river that had fed me was now connected with me through a flexible silk thread.Like a newborn whose umbilical cord has not been cut, I am gazing at the river like a mother, she is still loving and tolerant, but she is extremely old.The vicissitudes of the years and the erosion of wind and rain have made her lose her former delicate appearance.Her face was dark green and black, and her body was filled with pus and rot, which was caused by the pollution of the waste water discharged by the people around her - this polluted river actually has no fish, or at least I haven't caught any fish for a month a fish.But I still come to the river day after day, hooking the river with a sharp hook and connecting the river with my body with a flexible fishing line.The unsinkable hook has no bait, and the floating float never sinks!For a month, I have been fishing ingeniously like Jiang Taigong, knowing that I will never catch fish, not to mention that there are no fish in Liujiang River.But I still insist on sitting by the Liujiang River every day, fishing from sunrise to sunset with a long line.Only I understand that my intention is not to fish at all, but to catch people.Just like Taigong Jiang finally waited for King Wen of Zhou to come, I have to wait for Chief Prosecutor Guo Ming to pick me up by the river in person.If he doesn't come for a day, I will continue fishing like this.

But with my sister-in-law's mournful cry, my days and my scheming were disrupted. My sister-in-law called my name from the upper reaches of the Liujiang River. She was like an out-of-control carriage rushing on the river beach with strange rocks.When she found me, her voice was hoarse. She brought news of my brother's arrest. My brother was arrested by the District Procuratorate at noon. He was reported and found to be responsible for directing the construction of the Liuxian-Hongling Secondary Highway, accepting tens of thousands of yuan in bribes in disguise. My sister-in-law accused me hoarsely: "It's all because of you, you killed your brother in the end!" She also told me that Guo Ming was not among the people from the district procuratorate.