222 Farming

Fishing is a very emotional leisure activity.

People who like fishing, it is even possible that they do not like to eat fish,

Fishing, in fact, is just enjoying the process.

Basking in the warm sun of early spring, sitting on the big stones in the river valley, listening to the sound of running water, a broken pole can sit for a long time.

The pleasure of immersing yourself in the mountains and rivers and enjoying the tranquility of nature is likely to be addicted once you experience it.

Anyone who likes to fish may have the same feeling, no matter the wind or rain, the cold and the freezing, no matter the scorching sun, the scorching heat, not afraid of heavy rain and wind, and not afraid of muddy roads.

As long as I have time, I will work tirelessly to find a good place, even if I run dozens of miles, I have to find a good place to fish quietly.

Unfortunately, such a good place is not easy to find now.

In these days, wherever water resources are abundant, hydropower stations are basically built.

Hydropower stations have promoted economic development and provided abundant electricity for local governments, but they have also seriously affected the local ecological environment.

In the past, most of the big rivers have become trickling streams.

The tributary of the Tsing Yi River in front of Chen Xi is only 51 kilometers long, but there are as many as 17 small hydropower stations built on this river, with an average of one small hydropower station every three kilometers of the river.

Dams have been built to intercept river water, so that the flow of water downstream has been drastically reduced, and the living environment of aquatic life has been extremely harsh, resulting in a sharp decline in the number of rare animals such as baby fish, which has long been on the verge of extinction.

As for the rising flood or something......

This is rarely the case anymore.

The father and daughter sat on the rocks for an afternoon, and the little one seemed to like this activity very much, swinging and fishing, biting the line and lifting the rod, and a set of movements that he learned decently.

Chen Xi didn't bring a bucket with him, so he built a diving puddle with small stones by the river, and all the fish he caught would be put into this puddle.

By the end of the afternoon, there were no less than twenty fish in the puddle.

The little guy put his hand into the water, and kept startling the fish in the water, but when he saw that the fish was spinning in the puddle quickly, but could not swim out, the little thing giggled happily.

It's her and her dad's booty!

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Xi took the little guy to count the number of fish.

There were twenty-three of them, but they were all small fish.

The biggest one of them is actually the one that the little guy just started fishing, which can be regarded as her good start.

"Twenty-three! Baba, we caught twenty-three fish!"

The little thing crouched next to the puddle, constantly fiddling with the water.

After Chen Xi taught her to count the fish in the water, the little guy immediately jumped up and down on the stone excitedly.

Looking at her cute little face, Chen Xi couldn't help but reach out and pinch it, which was smooth, delicate and elastic......

"How's it going, is fishing fun?"

"It's fun!"

The little guy nodded her head vigorously, afraid that she was expecting her father to take her here to play tomorrow.

"It's fun, but it's getting windier and stronger, and if we sit by the river for a long time, we're going to catch a cold, so it's time for us to go home...... Dad will bring you over tomorrow, okay?"

Hearing this, the little guy tilted his head and pondered for a moment, and then nodded in response: "Well, then let's take the fish home!"

Seeing this, Chen Xi rubbed her head and said with a smile: "These fish are too small to eat, it's useless for us to take them back, let's put them all away, and we'll come back to fish when they grow up, how about it?"

"Not good!"

After hearing Chen Xi say this, the little thing was suddenly unhappy.

She pouted and glanced at the small fish in the puddle before muttering, "This is my fish!"

This little thing is still talking about its booty.

Therefore, Chen Xi had to squat beside the little guy and talk to her with good words.

Maybe it was moved by Chen Xi's words, and after the little guy hesitated for a long time, he reluctantly put the largest of them into a plastic bag, and then put his hand into the water and gouged a hole in the puddle.

The fish sensed the movement of the current, and immediately got out of the mouth and successfully returned to the river.

The little guy looked down at the empty puddle in front of him, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

When Chen Xi saw her like that, he immediately smiled and put the plastic bag containing water and fish in his hand in front of her.

"Nian Nian, look, there's another one here. ”

"Mine!"

The little guy snatched the plastic bag from Chen Xi's hand at once.

Looking at that posture, it is probably because she is afraid that Chen Xi will let go of this last one for her......

When the father and daughter returned to the old house, before the meal had been served, the little one ran into the kitchen with his booty in his hand, ready to show off in front of his grandmother and mother.

Qin Ruoying was learning to cook with Aunt Zhang, and as soon as the two of them saw the fish in her bag, they immediately laughed, and a few words of verbal praise made the tail of this little thing almost rise to the sky.

Now there was still a period of time before the meal began, and Chen Xi was afraid that the little guy would not be able to sit still, so he called her to the courtyard.

The little guy was a little confused, but Chen Xi didn't explain to her, but took care of himself and turned out a brazier in the old house, and then took tongs and sandwiched a few pieces of burning charcoal in the stove.

When everything was ready, Chen Xi called the little guy and asked with a smile, "Nian Nian, do you like to eat potatoes?"

"I like to eat roasted pork ribs with potatoes!"

"Then wait a minute, Dad will invite you to eat baked potatoes, okay?"

"Baked potatoes?"

The little one blinked his eyes, and as soon as he talked about eating her, he immediately became energetic.

Afterwards, Chen Xi took out two potatoes from the kitchen, didn't even wash them, and threw them directly into the brazier.

Potatoes, along with corn, wheat and rice, are listed as the world's four major staple foods, and their methods can be described as varied, whether they are fried, fried, fried, stewed, steamed, and cooked.

The most common way to eat potatoes is to fry them, and it is rare to eat them directly into the fire like Chen Xi.

It's not that baked potatoes aren't tasty, it's because it's inconvenient to start a fire.

You can't just bake potatoes on a gas stove just to eat them......

This novelty managed to attract the interest of the little ones.

So, she obediently squatted side by side with Chen Xi under the eaves and guarded the brazier, quietly waiting for the potatoes to be baked.

The potatoes are baked quickly.

Chen Xi took the tongs and took out the two potatoes that had been roasted on the surface.

When the little guy saw the gray and cold appearance of the potatoes, he immediately wrinkled the tip of his little nose with disgust.

Chen Xi rolled the potatoes on the ground to lower the temperature of the potatoes.

After the temperature of the potatoes had cooled down a little, he picked up a piece and tore off the charred part of the potato little by little in front of the little guy.

The potatoes were charred and blackened, and the skin became so crisp that a piece fell off when torn.

After the burnt black skin was torn open by Chen Xi, under the cold surface, there were crystal clear potatoes.

The ripe potatoes smoke lightly and constantly emit a refreshing aroma.

No salt or MSG is required, and you can eat it directly in your hands after it is roasted.

After taking a bite, the soft and light taste can really melt people's hearts.

In the silent village, the distant mountains are like daisies, and the spring water is singing.

A faint fragrance of magnolia swept in the courtyard with the breeze.

The father and daughter each held a big potato, sat under the eaves of the old house and gnawed it.

This little thing, now it's finally not clamoring to go home......