Chapter 3: Waterways.

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This has given Mr. Li Junge a surprise. "Hahaha, it's been a long time since I've seen this little crazy girl. It's quite a coincidence that I came back this time."

Tian Suhua returned to Shudu City after leading a junior high school class, and Liang Huili also returned to Shudu City. However, the two of them have never stopped writing letters to each other, and later on, they kept in touch even after having mobile phones.

The scenery on both sides is better than that of the Hongshui River. Besides the dense groves of bamboo on the banks, there are also occasional appearances of flowers such as azaleas and lilies.

Li Junguo's family lives in Lijia Gou, Pan'ao Township, Bifeng Town. Just by hearing the name of this place, one can tell that it is surrounded by mountains and water.

However, Mr. Li vaguely knows that Liang Huili's family background is quite profound. The two of them are impossible to be together, so the vague feelings they once had have long turned into a faint friendship, with simple greetings on festive occasions.

However, there is always a way out in the world. Outside of the Li Family Valley, there is a small river called Wuxi River.

Wang Congjun had a meaningful smile on his face, "I'm jealous. I don't want to say it's fate. Just perform well. Dreams are always necessary. What if you end up eating swan meat?" After saying that, he patted Li Junguo's shoulder, "I have high hopes for you!"

Wuxi River is a tributary of the Hongshui River, which flows into the Yangtze River at Jiachuan, so it used to be more convenient and faster to travel by waterway.

After thinking for a while, Li Jungé seemed to have no solution, so he shifted the topic to the personnel in the village and had a lively chat with Shi Baoquan.

Shi Baoquan joked, "Hey, you two Wénqǔxīng from the Li family are really stubborn! It's only natural for an old man to discipline his child. Even your fourth grandfather can't protect you!"

Currently, the river water has not yet risen, and the water is still relatively clear. The fishing ban has just ended, and several small boats with black awnings are fishing on the river while three to five people can be seen fishing on the shore from time to time.

Wang said, "Last year, during the flood season, a small passenger boat in Yulong Township capsized while crossing the Yangtze River. More than thirty vegetable farmers were on board, but only about a dozen were rescued. This incident caused quite a stir, prompting the provincial government to come up with a rectification plan. It requires all small passenger boats in the county to cease operations, improve the safety coefficient of the boats, and ensure safety before resuming operations."

He said he would be back in a moment: "Alright, there is a boat leaving in the afternoon to deliver supplies to the Pan'ao Township Government. You can take that boat. By the way, there is someone you know in Pan'ao Township, your old acquaintance Liang Huili, who is currently serving as the Deputy Township Chief in Pan'ao Township."

So the people of Lijiagou usually travel by waterway, and the village road that connects in and out of the village is more like a political achievement project.

Li Jungé smiled and said, "Come, come, there's nothing at home, just plenty of delicious food."

Shi Baoquan took the cigarette card and put it to his ear. He took out his own dry tobacco rod and lit it, saying, "Who said there was no response? Village Chief, oh, it's your uncle. Come back and tell me. The county said that no matter who says it, it won't work. We must have a big boat to attract customers, and there are many restrictions anyway."

After having a meal, Wang and Zhu accompanied Li Junge to the pier to find the boat boss. Li Junge was happy again when he saw that the boat boss was not a stranger, but his fifth cousin, Shi Baoquan. Shi Baoquan was also surprised to see Li Junge and said, "Hey, Piva, when did you come back! This is really a coincidence!"

Mr. Li Junge said, "All the young people have gone out. How many types of land are still being cultivated in the village?"

Shi Baoquan turned the rudder, and the small iron boat headed towards Wuxi River.

However, the small river ditch is filled with small metal boats and awning boats, which can accommodate twenty to thirty people when crowded. When fully loaded, the boat is only about ten to twenty centimeters above the water surface, which may seem a bit dangerous to operate, but it is convenient and fast.

After an hour of sailing, a tributary appeared ahead, and the river became narrower. The water in the river was noticeably clearer than that of the Hongshui River. This is the Wuxi River.