Dahua's mind went blank when he was saving people.

Two lives are in the water. Is it still a question of whether to save them or not?

Fortunately, Dahua had been a good swimmer since childhood. In the summer evenings, he often went swimming in the river with Erhua and Xu Guoqing. With a single dive, they could reach the other side of the river, which was dozens of meters wide. Dahua jumped in and swam to the other side in a few strokes. He grabbed the little fish with one hand, and with his help, the uncle in the water felt much more relaxed. The two of them swam back to the river with the little fish in a few swims.

People on the river bank also came to help, and the three of them successfully reached shore.

His whole body was wet, and the weather was cold. He was shivering with cold when the wind blew. Dahua didn't care about anything else, so he took off his clothes, wrung them dry, and put them back on.

The uncle sat on the ground, panting, and said, "Young man, thank you so much today. You gave my life to my daughter and me. I will remember your kindness."

"Uncle, what's the point of being grateful or not? Do you think I'm going to watch you drown in the water? No way!"

Dahua shook the water off his trouser legs, took off his shoes and poured out the water. At this moment, he glanced at the little girl next to him, whose eyes were wide open and shivering in the wind.

"Hey." He waved his hand in front of the little fish's eyes and said, "Oh, you were scared, right? It's okay, it's okay."

The little fish finally came back to her senses, tears streaming down her face, and she cried like a baby.

Dahua smiled instead and said, "Okay, okay, it's okay if you cry, everything will be fine if you cry!"

"Uncle, I have to leave too. I won't be out for quite some time."

He turned around, picked up the rice and prepared to leave, but the uncle hurriedly called him.

"Young man, don't leave yet. Your clothes are all wet. You'll catch a cold if you go back like this. Our home is not far from here. Come back with me and change your clothes."

Dahua thought about it and decided to give up, as changing clothes would take a lot of time.

"Uncle, forget it. I still have an overcoat. I can take off my inner clothes and just wear this overcoat." Dahua was about to leave after saying this, but the uncle stood up and blocked his way.

"Young man, listen to me. If you don't come to my house, I won't be able to sleep tonight. You are our savior, how can I let you go home cold?"

Two or three people watching the excitement nearby hadn't left yet. One of them stared intently at the soaked uncle and suddenly shouted, "Oh, it's Director Chen! Young man, you've done a great deed! Do you know who you saved? It was Director Zhao from the county! Hurry and go back with Director Chen!"

Dahua stayed where he was. From what this man said, it seemed that Director Zhao was a high-ranking official. Although he was honest, he was not stupid. After all, he saved a life. He deserved Director Zhao's thanks.

"Let's go, silly boy!" The person next to him was still reminding him.

"Oh, oh, okay." Dahua reluctantly followed Director Zhao and his daughter home.

"What's the young man's name? Which village does he live in?"

Director Zhao and Dahua walked side by side. Although it was afternoon, they were wet and cold, so the three of them walked very fast.

"I live in Hetou Village, a little far from here. My name is Liang Dahua."

Dahua spoke in a rather muddled way, but Director Zhao did not dislike him at all. Instead, he admired him. When he bought the rabbit just now, he felt that the young man was honest and had a good temper. Now that someone had saved his life, he automatically filtered out his shortcomings when he looked at him.

"I know Hetou Village. Several captains from your village have been to the county. Is the captain of Team One, Liang Jiankang, your relative?"

"It's my uncle from the same family."

The two of them were chatting back and forth in harmony. Xiao Niangyu was walking nearby and listening. She was shivering with cold and didn't want to talk, but her eyes kept glancing at Dahua.

It's not uncommon for young women to glance at handsome men. Director Zhao, however, was sharp-eyed. Seeing his daughter constantly staring at the young man, he glared at her briefly, then asked casually, "You look quite old. How many children do you have?"

"Where is the child? I haven't even got a baby yet!"

"Oh, you haven't kissed yet?"

Director Zhao looked at his own daughter. She had been married off to many ministers, but she still hadn't found a husband. She was already quite old. If she continued like this, even with him as her father, she would become a mermaid.

After walking for about ten minutes, the three of them arrived at a large brick bungalow surrounded by a large courtyard also built of red bricks. Smoke was coming out of the chimney of the house. It wasn't even evening yet, and this family had already started cooking?

"Osmanthus, Osmanthus." Director Zhao shouted as he walked inside.

An aunt walked out. She looked similar to Dahua's mother, but she was obviously several times more energetic and her hair was not gray at all.

She wiped her hands on her apron and was about to take Director Zhao's clothes. When she took them, she saw that the father and daughter were both wet, and there was a young man standing next to them who was also soaked.

"Hey, what's going on? I told you to go buy some vegetables, but you're like you're going to catch some fish." She looked around the yard again, but there was nothing there. She asked hurriedly, "Where's the bike? Where's the vegetables? What's going on?"

"Hey, we were almost home when I remembered I hadn't bought rapeseed oil, so I went back to buy it. I ended up riding my bike into the river and fell in. I almost drowned." Director Zhao was still a little frightened when he thought about what happened just now. "And Dahua saved us."

The woman couldn't help but feel horrified when she heard his description. If it weren't for this young man today, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She quickly got Dahua a set of Director Zhao's clothes when he was young. While they were changing clothes, she started another stove and added three bowls of water to the pot. When the water boiled, she cut a few slices of ginger, cut it into thin strips and put it into the pot. Then she scooped three spoonfuls of brown sugar in, stirred it with a thin spoon, simmered it for a while, and served it in a bowl.

"Quick, brown sugar ginger tea, one bowl per person, to prevent colds."

She called the three of them to the table and told them to drink the ginger tea quickly. Dahua held the bowl, which was still hot and he couldn't eat it at all, but it was very warm in his hands.

After drinking the ginger tea, Dahua felt much warmer. He chatted with Director Zhao for a while, basically answering whatever Director Zhao asked, such as how many people were in his family, what he did, what culture he was involved in, etc. Seeing that it was almost time, Dahua thought he should go home early. He stood up to say goodbye, but Director Zhao warmly invited him to stay for dinner.

"Look, you saved both of our lives, and there's nothing much for us to thank you for. Why don't you stay for dinner? I'll have someone drive a tractor to take you back later."

"Yes, I have a big pot of pig intestines in the pot. They are delicious. You can leave some for yourself."

Dahua couldn't refuse and was invited to stay for dinner.