Looking at the fishing boat that was about to dock, Ling Fan hurriedly ran to the shore, secretly hid, and waited for the opportunity to get on the boat. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Cuong, hurry up and drag the toolbox out, and wait until we can repair the fishing boat quickly."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he jumped directly into the water and pulled the hemp rope, ready to pull the fishing boat that had not moved to the beach.

"Dad, I'll help you!"

Watching his father jump into the water, Cuong also jumped in and pulled up the fishing boat together.

After the hemp rope was dipped in the water, it was heavy and hard, and the middle-aged man and Ah Qiang held the hemp rope tightly, dragging it hard, and when they pulled the fishing boat to the beach, they were already exhausted.

"Cuong, you take a rest first, I'll repair the ship."

The middle-aged man took a breath and prepared to start repairing the fishing boat.

And Cuong wants to help, but his trembling legs make him get up.

Looking at his father's still upright body, Ah Qiang blamed himself very much, if he hadn't checked the fishing boat properly when he set off, this kind of thing would not have happened, saying that they might not have gone home by now and enjoyed a delicious lunch.

Looking at the sun in the sky, it was already shining, and Cuong dragged his tired body to get up, ready to make lunch, so that his father, who had worked hard all day and night, could have a hot meal.

It turned out that Cuong and his father had been working all night yesterday, and they hadn't had time to eat. After a lot of harvest, they were about to return home, but found that the engine had a failure and had to be repaired in time, so they had no choice but to find a nearby island to dock to repair the boat, and the island they docked on was the island where Ling Fan was.

Ling Fan, who was hiding in the distance, saw this scene, and was inexplicably a little sad, the children in the city were seventeen or eighteen years old, which was the age when they were studying at school, but Ah Qiang took on the burden of the family early and followed his father out to sea to fish.

Although it is said that with the development of modern fishing technology, fishing is becoming easier and simpler, but it is precisely because of this simplicity that the depletion of fishery resources has been caused. Fishermen who live by the sea have to drive fishing boats to the deeper part of the sea to fish, and the sea is not always so calm, and often they will get angry and set off huge waves, even the ocean-going giant ship can be overturned, let alone a small fishing boat like theirs.

Seeing that the father and son were busy going their own way, Ling Fan hurriedly took advantage of their inattention and climbed onto the fishing boat, preparing to find a place to hide until he returned to the land and came out again.

Slipping onto the fishing boat and coming to the cabin, Ling Fan frowned.

The cabin was very damp, even now that the sun was shining, it was still very dim, which made Ling Fan very uncomfortable.

At the bow of the boat, Cuong squatted there, puffing out his cheeks, blowing vigorously on the flames that were about to ignite under the boiler.

Because the fishing boat has been staying in the water, the environment is humid, and even the firewood is not easy to ignite, looking at Ah Qiang, whose cheeks and neck are red, still trying to blow the firewood with green smoke, Ling Fan wants to come forward to help him, but out of some concerns, think about it or give up.

The hard work paid off, and after nearly ten minutes of hard work, Cuong finally finished lighting the fire.

I took out a rice bag made of waterproof bags from the locker, grabbed one or two handfuls of rice, threw it into a pot, mixed it with fresh water, and began to boil porridge.

As for some people who will say, the rice is not tao, is it clean?

Then I also want to ask you, how much space can a fishing boat have to store fresh water in addition to carrying fish and people, you must know that fresh water at sea is extremely precious and cannot be wasted.

Ling Fan hid in the corner, very unhappy, because the place it chose was the seat of the fishing boat's engine, and it was full of engine oil.

After boiling the rice, Cuong took out a kitchen knife and a wooden board from the locker and soaked it in the seawater, which was considered cleaning.

I came to the cabin, opened the fish barn, and groped in the dim environment.

I picked up a lively fish, looked at it in the light of the outside world, and threw it in.

Ling Fan was wondering, he had caught a fish, why did he throw it down again?

But I heard Ah Qiang say to himself: "This fish is worth a lot of money, you can't eat it, change it." ”

Such an answer made Ling Fan sad, what he had captured, he had to eat the worst and leave the best.

After touching several fish one after another, he found that they were all more valuable fish, and Ah Qiang threw them back to the fish warehouse one by one, and finally the fish he touched was not thrown back.

"This fish is just right, there are no fish bones, just enough to be used to make fish porridge, and its big fish head can be used to make soup!"

Looking at the cheap fish in his hand, Cuong's face was filled with a smile.

Slap the fish to death, remove the scales, remove the internal organs, move fluently, and obviously kill the fish often.

After a casual dip in the seawater to remove most of the fish's blood, the flesh was cut off from the fish, leaving the whole bones with the flesh on.

Chop the fish at will, put it in the pot and cook it with the porridge that is boiling, the original taste.

After the fragrant fish porridge is cooked, Cuong sets it aside to cool and begins to make the fish soup.

"Hmm."

Ling Fan, who had just eaten, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and forcibly resisted not to look at the pot of porridge, but the aroma was tangy, always seducing its nose and making it itch in its heart.

Ling Fan closed his eyes and tried not to think about it, if he knew that if he ran out to steal food, once he was discovered, then his hope of going home would be dashed, this point, Ling Fan would never allow it, it didn't want to wait until the next time a boat came, after taking a boat home, who knows how long it will take for a boat to dock on this island next time?

"This rat must be held back." Ling Fan clenched his claws, "I'm definitely not a hamster whose brain will be swayed by food!" ”

In this way, as time went by, Ah Qiang made the fish soup, and Ling Fan also endured extremely hard.

"Dad, it's time to eat!"

Cuong stood at the bow of the boat and shouted.

"It's coming!"

Qiang's father crawled out of the cabin, wiped the oil stains all over his face, and responded.

Seeing the father and son eating simple food and being on a desolate island, but the happy smile that filled Ling Fan made Ling Fan very envious.

Since he can remember, Ling Fan has appeared in the orphanage, and he has not been able to experience the warmth of such a family, but after becoming a hamster, Liu Yiyi's family gave it family-like care, making it more determined to go home quickly!

After lunch, Qiang's father continued to repair the engine, while Ah Qiang cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and went to help him.

Ling Fan, who was hiding in the corner, could finally come out for a walk, not to hide in the corner all the time, suffering from the dark and damp air.