The dirt roads in the countryside are particularly muddy after every rain, and if you step on them, you will not stop without sticking your shoes.

Therefore, in rural areas, every household should have rain boots. Even children are no exception, especially those who have reached school age, and those who are a little looser at home have to buy a pair of rain boots for their children.

After a heavy rain, many villages are largely isolated. The muddy and waterlogged roads are completely difficult to navigate, not to mention all kinds of vehicles.

The ox carts and donkey carts of the village people may be able to barely pass. However, all motor vehicles, whether you are a tricycle or a tractor, are not easy to get here! As for those cars and the like, they don't even dare to try, if they want to get into it, it will be a big problem.

Even the 212 jeep, which has high passability and super cross-country ability, would not dare to go wild on such a rural dirt road that has been heavily rained, and the bad appearance of the road can be imagined. I'm afraid that only tracked tanks and armored vehicles can take care of it at all, and they can go all the way on this road!

Because it had just rained, the people in the village had nothing to do. As soon as the rain stopped, I went to the field to take a look and drain the water, and no matter how busy I was, I had to wait for the muddy ground to dry a little after the weather cleared before I could enter the field.

In addition to sleeping and playing cards, the idle peasants went to their homes to hang out. Today, though, things are a little different.

Because of yesterday's heavy rainstorm, coupled with the opening of the reservoir gate and flood discharge, the water level of the small river at the edge of the village soared, and many people came to see the excitement.

The small river ditch, which was originally calm and docile, suddenly became angry and turbulent. One after another, the waves are rushing forward one after another, rushing towards the unknown future ahead.

The rushing water makes the rushing water look particularly scary. At this time, someone really has to fall into it, and it is estimated that no matter how good the water is, it will be over.

However, a group of ignorant and fearless bear children did not pay any attention to the angry river water, and occupied a place in groups of three or five, or alone, and enjoyed the fun of fishing with joy.

A small wooden stick or bamboo pole. Simply tie an empty canned jar with a rope, put some crushed steamed bun crumbs or rice grains in it, and throw it into the water.

Then wait on the shore for a while, and bring it up suddenly, and when you are lucky, you can always catch a few small fish and shrimp in the canned bottle. Of course, this method will only work better when the river level is calm.

Because the river is calm and not turbulent, the water is usually very clear, and you can clearly see what is going on in the water when you stand on the shore. Once you see a greedy fish burrowing into the canned bottle, you can lift the canned bottle out of the water in time.

Like this is the case today. Then it's just pure luck. If you want to know if the fish has gotten in, you can only see it by looking up to the surface of the water.

Hook fishing is even more foolish, such a turbulent current, the average fish has no chance to eat bait at all, and is carried by the turbulent current does not know where to run early.

It's not a good time to fish, but the bears are still having a lot of fun. One by one, they stood on the shore, or their eyes were glued to the water, or their hands were clasped with wooden sticks, or they simply rolled up the storage pipes. Take off your shoes, go barefoot to the shallows by the river, bend down and touch them with your hands.

As soon as someone catches or touches a fish, they immediately scream. Calling friends and showing off loudly. That proud and proud look, I don't know how big a fish I caught!

Imagine how big the mouth of an ordinary canned bottle is. Therefore, most of the fish that these children actually catch are fry two or three centimeters long, and sometimes many of them are less than one centimeter. A newborn baby fish cub that you can't see clearly if you don't look closely.

No one eats these little things, and most of them are raised by children to play in cans and bottles. Then you may quickly forget about it and remember it one day. You might be able to find a small fry or two that lost half their lives listlessly.

Most of the time, though, the fish are dead and clean. These wild small fish and shrimp are not adapted to the clear and sweet well water from the well at home, and they generally die after three to five days.

Of course, there is also that meticulous, every day to dry the water, change the water, feed, then maybe it can last a few more days. But if you want to raise them, it's not easy.

However, some people keep fish in the water tank at home, and they can live for a long time, but they can't withstand the cold of winter, and they end up dead.

"Wow-"

There was a bear child who couldn't wait to take out the canned bottle that had just been in the water, and then hurried to the shore. Put it on the ground, ignoring the mud on the ground, kneeling there with his eyes on the mouth of the bottle, carefully looking, looking for it, hoping that he could gain a little this time.

"Wow! Three of a kind! No, it's Gojo! Three big ones, and two small ones! ”

His shout immediately caused several of the same fishing boys around him to throw down their fishing tackle almost at the same time, and ran over with excitement on their faces, wanting to share the joy of their little friend, and then went back to continue the fight with an expression of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"Wow! Look, there is a crucian carp board (that is, crucian carp, because the crucian carp grows wide, so the village people call the small seedlings of crucian carp crucian carp board. Oh! ”

"Humph! That's, you see, the biggest one, it's supposed to be a carp, right? ”

"No, it must be silver carp! White, how can it be a carp? ”

"Silver carp, that's like this, huh? This is definitely a carp! ”

"It's a silver carp!"

"It's a carp!"

"Silver carp!"

"Carp!"

As he spoke, the two bear children pushed me, and I shoved you, and after a few strokes, they grabbed each other's arms and stood on the shore and beat each other.

Wang Yong stood under a poplar tree with a bowl mouth that was relatively clean on the shore, looking at these bear children with a smile and envy.

It's a pity that it would be nice if people didn't make it big! When I grow up, I always have more worries and sorrows than happiness!

In addition to the children, there are also a few idle adults with homemade fishing rods, sitting on the shore in a place of their own choice, not asking about the world, not disturbed by the outside world, staring at the floats that are constantly floating with the flowing water, and catching fish in a decent manner.

Floating life is changeable. Foreign affairs have a surplus and a void. Today, with Jiangsuo, the sand head sits and fishes.

Wang Yong really wants to be like what Bai Juyi described in this poem, temporarily abandon everything, find a place, and catch a fish quietly for a while. However, with decades of memories in his mind, he has lost the simple happiness that originally belonged to him.

"Brother! Come here! Come here! ”

A shout interrupted Wang Yong's sentimentality and sadness that had just been brewing, and following the sound, Wang Liang, the kid, was rolling up his trousers, stepping barefoot in the shallow water on the shore, and carrying his canned and bottled fishing tackle in his hand. Looking at himself with a grin.

Wang Yong waved at his excited brother without saying a word. Wang Liang didn't mind, seeing that his brother was unwilling to come over to accompany him to fish, he turned around and walked into the river, trying to throw the canned food bottle deep into the water.

Seeing his younger brother's inexplicable excitement, Wang Yong was really envious from the bottom of his heart. The boy doesn't know what it's like to be sad! Maybe Wang Liang's childhood will be his best memory in the future!

Soon after he could remember, it can be said that the living conditions of his family began to change dramatically. The conditions at home have improved, so that he does not have to follow his parents to the field every day to help with this and that, and he does not have to play tricks for a popsicle for five cents. There's no need to cry and fuss about wanting to eat meat.

Every day, I am happily messing around in the village, eating chicken, duck and fish as you like, buying whatever you want with all kinds of snacks, and spending more pocket money. The adults in the family don't discipline him much, this kind of childhood should be the childhood that everyone envies and wants to have, right?

The crowd is still very intimidating to most of the birds, and they all fly far away or stand tall on the branches of trees. Don't dare to approach at all.

Suddenly, a beautiful kingfisher with green feathers rushed down from the branch like a sharp arrow into the water.

Look at the moment when you touch the water. With two little paws stretched, he grabbed a restless little fish that had just jumped out of the water and wanted to see the outside world, and then quickly waved his wings and flew close to the surface of the water for a while, just like a flying stunt, almost ninety degrees straight into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the distant sky.

I don't know whose ducks and two big geese, after wandering on the shore for a long time, finally couldn't resist the temptation of delicious fish and shrimp, and bravely went down to the turbulent river, trying to move their palms and stabilize their bodies.

After that, some of the impatient guys plunged their heads into the water, leaving a big fat ass and two feet that were still trying to kick around.

Soon, whether they caught the food or not, they all resurfaced and quacked, and the excitement could be easily felt by anyone.

"Xiaobao, you bear child, what are you doing?"

A woman's angry roar from the shore made the happy bear children suddenly freeze for a few seconds as if they had been immobilized.

One of the chubby little ones, about seven or eight years old, was even more weeping, and his head drooped, and he was about to stuff his head into the crotch of his pants.

"You little bastard! Don't hurry up yet! Look at the pants you just changed are wet! Oops, look it's all mud! I think you're underdrawn, right? ”

So, in the gloating eyes of the recovered friends, Xiaobao carried his canned food bottle ashore. Came to a small puddle dug by himself on the shore, quickly put the small fish and shrimp he had harvested into canned bottles, and then turned back three times in one step, reluctantly leaving, ready to meet the blow of a more severe and fierce storm.

Within ten minutes of Xiaobao being called away by his mother, several mothers came one after another, counting their children with a loud voice, and sneaking their ears to carry the bear children home to be punished.

There was the one who was anxious to go up on the spot with a slap or a kick, which made the bear children cry, attracting the persuasion of many onlookers, and it became lively for a while.

"You are an only son, you don't want to live?"

"Look at how fast the water is! If you fall into it, you'll run away, and you'll never see your mom and dad again! ”

"Come back with me and change your clothes! See what you've become? ”

"Tian Hongyue, get out of here!"

"Why don't you come up quickly, I won't let your dad beat you when you go home!"

Watching all this quietly, Wang Yong showed a smile of envy on his face. But as soon as the smile hung on his face, it turned into regret and heartache.

According to his memory, this small ditch brought many happy memories to the children of the two villages, and in a few years, because of the serious pollution, it is rare to see fish, shrimp and clear water.

Especially after 10 years, even in the summer rainy season, this small ditch will often break down. The original river was overgrown with weeds, and the joyous scene of today can no longer be seen. (To be continued......)

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