Ao Muyang slowly opened his eyes and saw Wang Dongliang's fat face twisting in every way. I don't know if it was scared or choked by the sea.

He stared at Wang Dongliang tightly, and the other party shook his legs wildly to step on the water, trying to support his body balance and gain strength to struggle out of the constraints of his hands.

But in the water, Ao Muyang is more powerful than on land. Oxygen flows in the skin of his body, and the mitochondria are running wildly, providing him with a lot of energy.

Wang Dongliang couldn't struggle, and soon he couldn't hold his breath. He saw his face flushed red, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and a series of bubbles "gulp" came out of his mouth and nose. He was almost suffocating!

Until he rolled his eyes in his arms, Ao Muyang snorted and let him go.

At this time, Wang Dongliang's brain was almost shocked due to hypoxia. Although his bound arms were free, he could not swing without the control of his brain and could not swim out of the water.

Seeing this, Ao Muyang stepped on the water with his feet and dragged him out of the water like a straw carp.

At this time, a fisherman from the same village as Wang Dongliang came out of the water to breathe. When he saw Ao Muyang, he shivered several times before pointing at him and shouting: "Wori, you you, you..."

Ao Muyang was too lazy to say more to him. He pushed Wang Dongliang, who was almost fainting, and said coldly: "Look at your young master. I don't know how you are a slave. If I weren't a fool, I would have drowned below."

The two villages have been in a grudge for a long time, and Ao Muyang is calm, but he still can't develop a good temper when facing the people in Wangjia Village.

Ao Fugui floated up and saw Ao Muyang. He was overjoyed and swam all the way over and hugged him and shouted, "Ahhhh, you are not dead, you are not dead!"

Ao Muyang smiled and said, "You don't know my water nature."

The people from Wangjia Village dragged Wang Dongliang onto the boat. It was their turn to be anxious and quickly pressed Wang Dongliang's belly to spit out water. They were all old seamen and knew that their captain was drowning.

Ao Fugui launched the iron boat, and a roar rang out. Ao Fugui laughed and said, "Let's go!"

Wang Dongliang's big mouth on the fishing boat turned into a fountain. After a while, he spit out a lot of water, but he still did not wake up.

The half-bald man quickly said, "Oh no, I can't wake up after vomiting water. I'm afraid I need artificial respiration."

A young man with acne-faced face said enthusiastically: "I'll do it!"

He licked his lips and knelt in front of Wang Dongliang, took a deep breath and blew it hard in like a balloon.

Wang Dongliang opened his eyes vaguely and saw a red-red acne face coming towards him. He waved his hand and slapped, "A paralyzing ghost!"

The young man covered his face aggrievedly and said, "It's me, Brother Liang, I'm Dajun, I'm giving you artificial respiration."

Wang Dongliang stood up barely, and he shouted: "I don't need you to breathe artificially even if I die! Where is that dog of Ao Muyang?"

"What's wrong with them?"

Wang Dongliang stomped his feet hatefully and said, "He is not dead, right? I am the one who is overwhelmed by the paralysis!"

When the others heard this, they were furious: "Chasing, they can't run far!"

"The people from Longtou Village want to cause trouble? Trouble them!"

"Calm down, calm down, this Ao Muyang is a bit strange. We have seen it. He has been underwater. Can he hold his breath for so long?"

Wang Dongliang recalled the fear of being dominated underwater. He stomped his feet with a blue face and said, "Go, go do the serious business, go to Hongyang Wharf to find Brother Long."

Ao Fugui was afraid that the people in Wangjia Village would continue to cause trouble, so he increased the speed of the iron boat as fast as possible.

He sat on the bow of the boat and asked, "Yangzi, what happened to you just now? Why have you been in the water for so long?"

Ao Muyang didn't know what was going on, so he had to respond casually and answered: "Oh, you know I'm a chef in Kyoto. I know an old man. I cook for him. He taught me Qigong and said that he could maintain health. But I don't know whether it can be healthy. The ability to hold your breath has improved a lot."

Ao Fugui was very happy and said with a smile: "Oh, you are pretty Huang Rong meeting Hong Qigong, and you are changing your cooking skills."

Ao Muyang was amused and crying: "Are you stupid when watching martial arts TV? Even if you compare me, I am Guo Jing."

"Then Guo Jing, you have been in Kyoto for many years and haven't brought Huang Rong back?" Ao Fugui continued to ask.

Ao Muyang blew up: "Stay rest, don't talk about it."

There are so many girls in Kyoto. It’s not that he hasn’t encountered suitable ones, nor is it that the girls are overestimating and unwilling to follow him.

But his family knows his family affairs. What should he use to pursue others if he is a young man in the fishing village who has no car, no house, no household registration? What should he use to support others if he catches up with others?

Some girls are simple and kind. They say they like him when they see their handsome appearance and outstanding physique, but they never dare to agree. They are ignorant, but they have to understand.

After more than an hour of bumpy sea, the iron boat finally approached the small dock in the village.

Ao Fugui took tourists to the village fishing house, and Ao Muyang went home by himself.

Looking at the low village house, a feeling of "five years of joining the army, and returning from the army at 80" emerged in his heart.

He has been away from his hometown for more than five years, but in his eyes, his hometown has little change except for the soaring prices.

The village is built against the mountain, located at the foot of the mountain, with a lake to the east and a sea in front of it. It is beautiful in the mountains and waters, and the feng shui is good by the mountains and seas, but it just cannot develop.

In fact, the marine environment of Longtou Village is very good. The sea in front of the village is quite deep, and it is easy to develop an excellent harbor. However, behind them are mountains, and goods cannot be delivered to the shore. The road to development is blocked by mountains and stones.

It was noon, the sun was so harsh that there were no people outside the house.

Ao Muyang got home from the village entrance wharf, but he didn't meet an acquaintance. He met several children who were playing together, but they didn't know each other, and some children even thought he was a tourist.

It was his old house shortly after going from the entrance of the village. He had not been cleaned up for five or six years, and the old house was not very decent.

The wooden door was broken and there was no big hole left in the threshold. I don’t know if there were any frequent entry and exit, but the friction door was bright.

He took out the key and twisted the lock. As soon as he pushed open the door, a loud barking sounded: "Wool wool! Wool wool!"

When Ao Muyang heard the barking of the dog, he was stunned. Is it a wild dog that occupied his home?

The dog barking quickly approached, and a big yellow dog with rough and dull fur grinned and ran out.

Seeing the big yellow dog Ao Muyang hesitated, the dog was covered in yellow hair, but there was a tuft of white hair on its forehead. It had a large skeleton, and it was skinny because of its lack of nutrition.

The white hair on the head of the big yellow dog reminded him of a puppy he had once raised, and he shouted tentatively: "General?!"

The big yellow dog roaring at him heard his shout and his roar stopped abruptly.

It looked at Ao Muyang carefully, then raised its head and sniffed, then its tail hanging behind its butt suddenly swayed, and then pounced on it like crazy!

Ao Muyang subconsciously took a step back, and the big yellow dog rushed up and did not attack him. He just rubbed his trouser legs hard with his head, and circled around him, sobbing while turning.

Now Ao Muyang was sure that this was the little yellow dog he raised back then. It has grown so big now, and has even become an old dog!

Fishing villages have the habit of raising water hounds, which is the case all over the world. For example, fishermen in Newfoundland, Canada have cultivated Labradors and Newfoundland dogs, fishermen in the Algarve area of ​​Portugal have water hounds, and Eyrean water hounds, etc.

There is also a unique water hunting dog in Longtou Village, which is the big yellow dog in front of Ao Muyang. It is called Golden Shorthair in the local area because their fur is golden and short and thin.

Ao Muyang's family has always raised water hounds. After they are skilled in training, they can help pull nets, catch water birds, dive and catch fish, etc. They are very capable.

This yellow dog was a cub from an old dog in the family. When Ao Muyang was in his third year of high school, he chose the strongest one to stay and named it "General". The other puppies were given away.

In the same year, the old dog followed his parents to sea and did not come back. Ao Muyang left the village in despair, which was sad and went out to make a living. He gave the general who had been raising him for less than a year to a relative.

Unexpectedly, the first life he saw after returning to the village was not an old friend, but an old dog who had been waiting for him for many years!
Chapter completed!