Chapter 477: Fishermen

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The most important thing is that there won't be any sea fish coming here. In the bay, there are more fishermen living together. There, you can also avoid sea winds or tsunamis.

Like this movie...forget it.

It is estimated that it was precisely because few people came to this area that it was chosen as the place to burn corpses.

Kill corpses or living people here and light them on fire. Even if someone sees it from a distance, it won't be strange.

In the evening, there were many fires on the beach.

Every household would light one for cooking and so on.

The next day, before dawn, we have to go to the sea.

This is the life of a fisherman, it is very difficult and not easy.

Di Ying sighed, then sat on the beach, opened his bag, picked up the small bones, and studied them piece by piece.

The bones were burned to a crisp, like carbon, and the marrow inside, bloodstains, traces on them, etc. were all burned so hard that it was difficult to find anything.

Only through bone quality, it can be basically determined that the deceased was slightly younger, that is, about 38 years old. And the time I lived at the beach was about three years.

The bone quality of people who have lived by the sea for many years will be different from that of people from the mainland. Probably because it is affected by sea breeze, sea salt, etc.

In other words: the deceased must have lived in a seaside fishing village before his death.

Otherwise, I really can't see anything else. The bones were burned, beaten, or smashed, and the marks on them were very messy.

Only the edge of a small piece of bone seemed to be too neat, as if it had been cut with a sharp blade.

Di Ying didn't know how long the test lasted.

Xie Jing is back.

Wrinkled nose and eyebrows.

"What's wrong?" Di Ying looked at his look and asked a little funny.

There is a high probability that this child had a bad start, right?

Sure enough, Xie Jing pouted and said a little unconvinced: "I found out almost nothing.

Those fishermen don't like to talk to others, let alone talk about it. With my face, I can still make them willing to say a few more words. But when I mentioned the earrings, they laughed. Said there was no answer.

When I asked again, they said, this is a fishing village, not to mention the houses built in clusters, but also the single-family houses built everywhere along the coast? They are also scattered fishermen. It is also unified into the scope of the village.

Therefore, almost all women who live in such places and homes wear earrings. Even if they can't afford gold or silver, they can still afford iron or copper. Just to prevent men from jumping into the house.

What I asked them was: Which woman wears iron earrings, which made them laugh at my lack of common sense.

When I asked the missing woman again, they laughed even more. You're joking that I'm a young man... Where is this place? You are here today and I am gone tomorrow, no one will care about anyone else.

Life is so hard and every day so tiring, who has time to care about others? Male fishermen go out to sea before dawn and don't know when they will come back.

When I came back, I went home paralyzed, and I couldn't even move a finger. After a restful sleep, I have to go to sea again when I get up. Where can I find out what's happening on the shore?

Although those women would talk to their neighbors, do laundry together, repair fishing nets, etc., they didn't care much about other people's names.

Why? Still the same sentence: Some husbands went to sea and died, or disappeared and did not come back, or whereabouts, so they moved away.

Others will live with their husband-in-law and live a life of fishermen. This is the most difficult place for the government to manage, so the government is too lazy to take care of it.

As long as no big troubles are caused and no reports are made to the officials, it is difficult to see anyone in the government. Those who are responsible for collecting taxes for the government will wander around every day.

Either collect taxes, set taxes, or collect taxes, etc.

Tax collectors come every day. Because there will be ships coming back from the sea at any time, and when they come back, they will sell the seafood on the spot, or the fishermen will take the seafood and send it to towns, counties, prefectures, etc. to sell.

If those who collect taxes cannot see the specific amount of exports, won’t the taxes collected be less? So they hang around here every day.

Those people were all recruited by the county government, and they were not serious people. There is nothing else to do except oppress the people.

The forty-year-old woman is the oldest woman in this area. In their words: Who wants to marry a fisherman when he is young and beautiful?

Usually life is difficult. When you are around 30 years old, the family burden is too heavy, so you will think about fishing to make a living. That's why I moved here. When you are about fifty, you can move out. I can't do it anymore. The bones were also blown unbearably by the sea breeze.

Therefore, they are basically around thirty to fifty years old. And those in their thirties are considered young. After all... The fishermen don't know when they will go to sea. They are too young to endure loneliness and are prone to trouble. "

As Xie Jing talked, thinking of the straightforward words of those aunties, a slight red cloud appeared on his face as clean as porcelain jade.

Through those red clouds, Di Ying could imagine how tough the fishermen were.

In short, this is a place where you live very casually and die very casually.

I'm back from going to sea this time. I wonder if I can come back next time. Some things won't be taken too seriously. Live and be happy.

Di Ying packed up the small bones again, then picked up the baggage and said, "Let's go. Let's go along where some people live and ask around."

"Are you still asking? Do you have any specific direction for your inquiry?" Xie Jing asked with a frown on his face.

Di Ying nodded, "It's not too specific. It's just that there are more things to ask about. The deceased was about 38 years old, and he should not have been in this place for more than three years. The fishermen are poor, and the fisherwomen are less likely to have hairpins. Those who deserve silver hairpins.

Just like they told you, they came here to fight the sea for their lives. Usually you don't spend money recklessly. We also save money at home, and we will leave when we have enough. "

"Isn't that a contradiction again? They live day by day to be happy, and then save money? Are they not afraid of making money but not spending it?" Peng Liang asked doubtfully.

Di Ying nodded and shook his head.

He replied: "Physically, you may indulge yourself in happiness. In terms of money, there are very few people who can indulge. After all, the sea is too dangerous. Every time you come back, it feels like you have saved your life. Who is willing to do it for a long time? Such a thing?

They all want to save enough money quickly so they can leave, and they can no longer live like this.

After all, they are here to make money, not to spend money. After you save enough money, can't you go to the county or spend it somewhere else? Isn’t there more room to spend? "

After saying that, Di Ying asked Xie Jing: "You have asked many aunts and aunts, right? How many people have you seen with silver hairpins on their heads?"