This is a very beautiful island with a blue sky, and the sea boundary line merged with the skyline. Seagulls flew past and roared, and layers of waves kissed the sand. Some peasant women on the shallows were picking up oysters left by the tide.

The children chased each other and laughed barefoot on the beach.

The fishing men drove away the fishing boats early, leaving these women and children behind. The hard work of fishing was only for the joy of their wives and children.

"Hey, A San, do you see there are people here?" A seven or eight-year-old child helped Ah Niang pick up oysters, but saw a person fainting not far away, so he called his friend and asked happily.

A San ran over and looked at the man, touched the man's strong arm again, and finally showed his little baby teeth. He wanted to bite him, but was grabbed by the woman who chased him.

"Diet son, you have to bite anything!"

As he said that, he looked at the person on the ground and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, why is this man so handsome?!"

A San's mother knelt down, exploring the man's nose and breathing, and then she breathed a sigh of relief. At least it was too inappropriate to die at her hands.

A few aunts came with him. Seeing this man's appearance, his legs were weak and he couldn't move. A San's mother was not strong enough, so she could only drag these aunts to help her get the person back.

The aunt must be happy and eat tofu openly.

The aunts started talking and talking:

"This must be an outsider. Where can we have such a handsome young man in our village?"

This sentence brought A San's mother to a roll of her eyes. She was the only one who had read a book here, and she was a little bit of a culture. She said with a hint: "This is unknown and it's not clear on the beach. The fool can tell that it's from outside. The key is where the person comes from. If there is no background, it would be hard to say, but if there is a background, it would be hard."

She knew how vast the outside world was. If this person was power or expensive, she might have thought that they would be the ones who hurt him when she woke up, and then it would be miserable.

"Asanniang, just say the right thing, will this person be saved or not?" A woman in coarse linen was impatient when she heard it.

Several aunts looked at A San's mother and hesitated. Although they were all rural people, they also knew about these things. They were not ignorant people.

"Save, why don't you save it? It's still a life." Although the man's clothes were broken, he looked very good. He knew at a glance that he was a rich family. But he didn't know why he ran here. He didn't see any wounds on his body, but he was unconscious. He probably was soaked in sea water for a long time. It was normal for the child to commit this. Take him back and make some ginger soup for him. I guess the man would wake up.

After a while, A Sanniang looked at her heart and decided to ask these aunts to help her carry the man back.

A Sanniang’s home is not very big, but it is very clean and tidy, thanks to A Sanniang’s diligence and some cultural education.

As the aunts picked up the man from the sea and put it in her master bedroom, A Sanniang went out to make soup for him.

Ginger has the effect of removing yin and dampness. There are many families at the beach who have reserved it. After taking some old ginger, A Sanniang started to make soup.

Inside the room, Zhang Yang, who fainted, opened his eyes.

I...remain alive?

Extend your hand, swaying left and right, stretching your five fingers, and the familiar feeling of dominating your body made Changyang's eyes lit up.

The last picture in his consciousness clearly was that he died with the old man, why is he still alive now...

Zhang Yang frowned and sat up suspiciously.

It is a dilapidated room, but it is very clean and the things are neatly placed. The things in the room are marked by time, and it is very dilapidated.

Where is this?

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows. This room has a strong smell of sea fishy smell. It is not very smelly, but it is definitely not pungent.

He tried to get up slowly, but his body suddenly lost its empty space. The feeling of weakness from his lower body made Zhang Yang grin helplessly.

He could now clearly determine that the place he was in should be an island because he heard the vague sound of waves striking the shore.

How did I get here?

In the final decisive battle, he faced the battle with the mentality of facing death, but now he is still alive, which has to be said to be the blessing of God.

But where are his companions?

A sense of crisis suddenly surged in Zhang Yang's heart, he was the only one... What's going on?

Zhang Yang sat up with difficulty, his body was extremely weak, and no one could believe that he was haggard and he was once so powerful that he was Zhang Yang.

Don’t say that those people don’t believe it, even if you don’t believe it, you won’t believe it.

"Oh, you're awake! That's great!"

Asanniang pushed the door with ginger soup, and saw Zhang Yang sitting up, and immediately walked over happily.

"Come on, drink it soon, it will be good for your health."

Zhang Yang was stunned, "Are you the owner of this house?" He spoke, his voice was rough because he hadn't drunk water for a long time, but he could still hear the low magnetic properties of the past.

Oh, this guy's voice is not very good...

Sanniang felt that her ears were about to get pregnant.

"Yes," A Sanniang thought about the man who was asking herself why she was here. "I saw you on the beach, fainted, and brought you back."

Fainted?

beach?

Zhang Yang's brain was running at high speed, raised his eyebrows and took the ginger soup. The black soup smelled very pungent. Even though he was well cultivated, Zhang Yang couldn't help but show a hint of disgust in his eyes.

When A Sanniang saw the disgust in Zhang Yang's eyes, she couldn't help but feel anxious and smiled embarrassedly: "This is good for you to eliminate rheumatism."

Zhang Yang heard that it was good for him, so he no longer felt pretentious. Although it smelled very bad, he simply closed his eyes, opened his mouth and drank it in big mouth.

Sanniang looked so fondly. This man looked delicate and handsome. He looked either rich or noble. He seemed to be easy to get along with. I thought it would be fine if he came to save him.

"How do you feel?" After taking the bowl Zhang Yang handed over after drinking, Sanniang asked with a smile.

"The taste... is very strange..." Zhang Yang's face turned green, and he smelled ginger. He drank it and his throat was so hot.

Sanniang disagreed and walked out straight away, instead she smiled and said, "The family is poor and there is no sugar, otherwise the taste will be better."

Zhang Yang frowned, got out of bed, and went out with her.

Zhang Yang felt that being poor is almost the same as he is now. Although he lived a poor life before he became famous, he did not have such difficulty.

The shed where the air leaked everywhere, the house he just stayed at was the cleanest. The kitchen was placed in the open air, pots and pans, etc. were also very worn, but it was not dirty, which was enough to show A Sanniang's care.

Now, Sanniang started to make a fire and cook because there were people at home.
Chapter completed!