380. A small boat
When the two girls heard that I said it was a ghost ship, they were so frightened that they lost all interest in playing and leaned closely together. The small boat floating in the river swayed in the wind, getting closer and closer to us.
"Lanzi, did you ask Mr. Tong to tell the people in his hometown to pick us up?" I asked her. I suspected that Tong Dahai knew based on the time calculation that we would definitely arrive at Yebudu at night, so he asked the people in his hometown to pick us up and cross the river. He didn't want us to cross the river. We slept rough by the river.
"No. Although the living conditions there are not as difficult as before and there is electricity, Mr. Tong has never had telephone contact with his hometown people. He only occasionally sends one or two letters using pigeons. The carrier pigeons were there before I came out. In the nest."
I have already determined that the little boat is coming towards us. It has passed through the mist on the river at night and is coming into the night. I have even thought that the legendary zombie should be at the bow of the boat. At the helm, the stench of corpses filled the boat hit my nostrils.
I always have a lot of confidence in my fantasy, but this time I was disappointed again. The black donkey's hooves in the bag were still of no use. The boat gently hit the creaking wooden board of the ferry. , stopped in front of us. This boat is very old. To put it bluntly, it is a canoe made from the shell of an ancient pine tree about two meters thick, which was hollowed out and left behind. There are two simple oars on the left and right sides, which should have sails. There was only a solitary oil lamp left on the mast, flickering with dim light, which looked particularly strange on the calm and dark river.
Winter has entered the Northeast in early November. Although the temperature is not as cold as winter, the climate is no different from winter. People in the Northeast have a saying that winter is cold. To say it, the northwest wind is blowing light snow. It is more than enough to be affected by the direction of Lake Baikal in Russia. Due to the cold current, the wind direction in the entire three northeastern provinces is mostly northwest after winter, with few exceptions. However, Yebudu, where we are, is obviously on the south bank of the Songhua River. This small boat is automatic without sails, and is actually facing the opposite direction of the wind. Follow the path.
"Take the things out of the car." I had already taken a big bag out of the car and put it on my body. This was some necessary equipment for mountain adventures that Nalanhong had prepared for us.
"Brother, what are you doing? You know there's something wrong with this boat but you still dare to sit on it?" Meihui asked me.
"Yes, Brother Shuang, I can't leave at night without crossing the road. There's not even a single person around. I'm so scared and panicked. But don't do it again..." Lanzi said tremblingly.
I smiled and said to the two girls: "What are you talking about? You said it was the water ghosts who caused us to become scapegoats? I tell you two, the theory of ghosts in the world is not credible at all. Even if there are ghosts, they are still in people's minds. There are ghosts. Relatively speaking, I believe in fate. This small boat is traveling alone against the wind, not going to other places, but it has arrived at night without crossing. Don’t you think it is a coincidence? No matter what force drives it, I believe it is God willing, God allowed us to follow this boat to the other shore. Besides, it is really not very safe to stay on the shore."
"Lanzi, do you know the road?" I didn't give the two girls time to react. I had already started throwing the bags they were supposed to carry onto the boat. The boat has a strong water carrying capacity. It shouldn't be a problem to see the water marks on the draft. .
"Ah." Lanzi responded casually and jumped on the boat.
Chapter completed!