Original novel "White Crane Beach" (1)
Whenever she sees this scene, Hongling can't help laughing. She pursed her lips when she smiled, looking very cute. Her beautiful duck-egg face, which was blown dark by the wind on Mengze Lake, would show two small dimples. Her upper lip is slightly upward, and when she purses her lips and smiles, the upward arc becomes longer. Her lips are red and thick, just like freshly picked red water chestnuts. The golden morning sun shone slantly on her face, making the thick down on her face clearly visible, revealing the childishness of an underage girl.
There is a goose in this group of guards that is particularly eye-catching. It looks like a wild swan. How could a wild swan get along with a group of domestic ducks? There is a touching story, which starts from last winter.
Last winter was relatively cold, and there were many birds flying from the north to spend the winter. Although the hunting of birds has been banned in Mengze Lake for a long time, the Fishery Administration approved the establishment of the first migratory bird rescue station in Baihetan a few years ago. Hongling's father was fortunate enough to be the first volunteer and was given a cover. Stamped little red book. But He Bitao from Baotou at Mengze Lake Fishing Ground has a double-barreled shotgun with a scope. Zeng Sanhei from Zengjiatai also had a three- or four-meter-long blunderbuss, which took two people to carry. The blunderbuss is extremely powerful, and the shotgun shells can cover a large area.
The white swan had one of its wings broken by a shotgun and fell into the withered reeds in the shallows of Baihetan. It was already dying when Dad found it. When the father brought it home, it was covered in blood, with only a bit of skin attached to its broken wings, and it was trembling all over. It was very pitiful.
Dad said that he might not be able to keep his wings. Hong Ling became anxious at that time and said: How can it fly back without its wings?
The mother-in-law who was handing the scissors to her father glared at Hongling: You still expect it to go to heaven, thank God if you can save your life. Damn Zeng Sanhei.
How did you know it was Zeng Sanhei who fired the gun? Hong Ling looked at her mother-in-law with two big round eyes and asked.
No, who else does he have?
It may not be San Heizi who fired the gun. Dad said while bandaging the swan, I saw him and He Bitao playing mahjong in the private room of your aunt's farmhouse with the air conditioner on this morning. When I went there to pick up the leftovers, I saw them playing two games. It shouldn't be him.
If that’s not him, then who is he? Hongling asked.
It may be Liu Waizui from Leigudun on the west side of the lake. He also has a gun.
Leigudun? Leigu Pier is so far away!
Yuan Mozi, it took more than an hour by boat to reach Baihetan. Dad said: It’s not like he has never been here before. I bumped into him several times, and once I even collected his gun. , anyway, I spent a long time before giving it to him. He patted his chest and promised not to come to Baihetan to hunt birds. After a while, he came back to Baihetan to do evil.
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After Hong Ling’s careful care, this swan miraculously recovered. At the beginning, it was very shy and followed Hong Ling inseparably. Later, it slowly recovered. Slowly socialize with the ducks.
This is the weather in July. Purple wild calla lilies are everywhere on the lake. The lotus leaves among the lotus leaves are listlessly lowering their heads. There are fluffy wild wormwood and cattails growing on the shallows. and calamus, fish harriers were circling on the lake in the distance, and several gray diving ducks were competing to see who could dive farther. A pale mallard suddenly flew out with a "pop" from the sagebrush not far away.
The early morning sun lazily revealed its blushing face from behind Dongshan Mountain, spreading its golden light all over the sparkling lake. Surrounded by the cool breeze blowing on her face and bathed in the warm morning glow, Hongling's mood became cheerful, and she couldn't help humming a familiar song.
Hong Ling was wearing a lotus leaf green sleeveless dress, with her long black hair hanging casually on the back of her head. As her body rose and fell while driving the oar, her long hair also fluttered.
Hong Ling drove the boat casually, looking a bit lazy and absent-minded. Hong Ling is not very tall, just over 1.60 meters tall when wearing high heels. She is a typical Jiangnan woman who is small and agile. As her arms paddled, her body opened and closed, revealing her round buttocks, plump breasts and slender waist. This figure and appearance can be regarded as one of the best beauties in Mengze Lake, even Dongyang River and Longkou Town. Even though she is only seventeen years old, she is already very mature. The only drawback is that her skin is a bit dark, rather like a thorny black rose in bud. It also attracted a lot of buzzing bees with malicious intentions.
To be continued, so stay tuned!