The fishing fence was successful.

Dazao went to the river to wash, and when he went to the place where they had set up an ambush that day, he found that several fish had been trapped, and the poor fellows, who tried to break through the fence, tried to break through the fence, but each time they were unsuccessful, so they had to be trapped in it and go around. There are also those who want to turn upward, but the water upstream rushes down, and their efforts are always beaten to pieces.

Now Xiaohan's sister can satisfy her hunger.

Speaking of which, she is more gluttonous than a chestnut. Chestnuts were also hungry at that time, but they were not as hollow as she did, she went to the grove behind the kiln every day to make it convenient, and she had to wander around for a while before coming back, and she didn't know what kind of grass she would get back, and asked if she could eat it.

This morning he asked him to lay a few walnuts, and he said that it was not yet a day, and she couldn't, so she wanted to smash it open and take a look, saying that maybe she could eat it. Then I had to smash a few for her.

The jujube that had just had some red silk on the tree is estimated to not stay for a few days.

Thinking of this, Da Zao smiled contentedly. I think this is the day.

"So many fish! Let's have a treat! Han Zhou's eyes lit up as he looked at the fish.

The jujube smirked, and it looks like what you say.

"Hey, Brother Zao, is this a baby fish?" Han Zhou asked, pointing to a fish.

The fish, which had four legs, looked at them pitifully from the tank.

"Well, everybody calls it a baby fish."

"Let's release this one and let it live a few more days." Hanzhou said. Listen to the name, baby fish, how can you get it?

It is said that the oil used for the inextinguishable lamp in the tomb of Qin Shi Huang is the oil of the baby fish, it seems that there are really a lot of baby fish in this era, and she just used a branch to block it so casually, and she caught one.

"Okay, if you say release it, release it."

"Then we'll have a treat in the evening and invite Xiaohua and their children to eat." There is no refrigerator, so I can't eat and have to treat myself.

"Okay, whatever you say is what you say." Jujube said connivingly.

"Then you can inform them. I'm going to tell them stories in the evening. ”

"Is it the same as what you told me?" In the past few days, I have been talking about "Journey to the West", and I have already talked about Pansi Cave.

"It's not the same, the children have to tell them fairy tales. By the way, you have to inquire about renting a cave when you go out, and the location of our tofu room can't be too remote. ”

Now you can grind outside the house, but in the winter it will not work, and the slurry will freeze. And there is not enough space in the house, although Hanzhou is not a person who is too particular, but the sour smell of slurry water all day long also makes people feel uncomfortable, and no matter how well the aria is sung, it will not be in a good mood. It's still that principle, and you can't be too wronged yourself.

The jujube went out, and before leaving, there was another task: to buy wine. Part of it is used to make soy tofu, and part of it is used to make drunken dates. In short, both kinds of food jujube are very much expected. However, he has some opinions on the food of soy tofu jujube, and he also has doubts about the taste or taste of Beijingers, because when he went out, he saw the long hairs on the small tofu blocks, and those long hairs made Xiaohan girl very excited, and he was very disdainful.

Of course, Xiao Han saw the jujube pouting. If you see the process of making stinky tofu in a few days, you don't know where to go. It is said that Li Hongzhang is good at this, and he will tell him this story in a few days and make fun of him.

In the afternoon, the courtyard was bustling, and the children had asked them to come for dinner, but they had come in the afternoon. Even brought Sister Cuicui, Xiaoju, and Xiangxiang over, but it was good for them to come over, and even the people who cooked were there, and Hanzhou was not worried about not being able to serve.

Xiaohua made a fuss and asked Hanzhou to sing "Where Has Time Gone" first, and then took the children to play.

Xiangxiang is pondering the improved turban of Hanzhou.

Xiao Ju recounted her experience of going to the post chief. Hanzhou encouraged her to go again. That Zhang Jun thought that he was tempted to come, maybe he could do well and help them.

"Sister Xiaohan, maybe you're going to the Great Wall to find your family!" Xiangxiang suddenly came out with such a sentence.

Cuicui, who was chopping the fish scales, "snapped" and put the knife on the case, "That's right! You said that you are a lonely girl, and you don't take refuge with relatives or do business, what are you doing in our place? It can only be passing by, it can only be passing by! ”

Xiao Ju also felt that there was some truth and nodded straight.

Han Zhou smiled bitterly, "Maybe, I can't even remember." No matter what I'm going to do, anyway, now that we're together, I'm here to join family, and I'm going to do business here. This is my life, and this is our fate. ”

"Yes, it's fate. I love it. "Xiaoju is gentle and demure.

"That's it, Xiaohan girl, you come these days, look at the jujubes like that, the soles of your feet are windy, and you just grin and giggle when you have nothing to do. The sixth said that day that he regretted it. If he had known that you would be well so soon, he should have carried you to his house that day. ”

"Sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense, how can the sixth man have a true word in his mouth. He talks nonsense, and you follow suit. Xiao Ju said.

"It's not necessarily true. Of course I haven't seen it that day, but I think I'm pretty scared of what you're talking about. If Xiaohan's sister is not good and lies down every day, it will be very sad. Xiangxiang said.

"It's better to be a jujube, and I didn't think about it so much and left people behind. You see, in this little day, there is food and drink, and there are people to talk with. Cuicui said a little sourly.

Han Zhou couldn't help but laugh. This Sister Cuicui doesn't know how long she has been thinking about jujubes, and she is really energetic.

For dinner, I stewed fish in a big pot, and I ate the mixed noodles brought by Xiao Ju. There is a big pot of rice soup, and whoever drinks it will serve a bowl by himself, which has the feeling of a big canteen.

Jujube consciously smokes mosquitoes in the yard and does not participate in the women's chirping.

The little girl sat on the threshold, and the children sat casually on the ground and stones, waiting to listen to the story. Several of the women also found a place to sit freshly, and they enjoyed listening to this girl.

"This story is called 'The Daughter of the Sea', I'll say it first, I'm not allowed to interject when telling the story, can I do it?" Hanzhou took out a kindergarten teacher's style. This is the first time she has told a story to so many children, which is different from telling it to a person. Well, before we get started, I would like to pay tribute to the kindergarten teacher.

"Good!" Yes! "The children were very cooperative.

"And here we go. Have you ever seen the sea? ”

The little ones shook their heads.

"The sea is much deeper and wider than the river, so deep that you can't reach the bottom of it, so wide that you can't see the edges. In the depths of the ocean that we don't know, there are many beautiful fish, strong and weak, and smart and stupid fish, in short, they are just different from us humans, and everything else is the same. Some of them are soldiers, some are kings, and the daughter of the sea we are talking about today is the story of the king's youngest daughter. ”

"Does she have a lot of nice clothes to wear?" Xiaohua's sister Xiaocao interjected.

"Why don't you listen to it?" Xiaohua took out her identity as a sister to teach people.

"That's it!" The other children next to him hurriedly showed their obedience.

Xiaocao lowered her head and stopped talking, pouting.

"Oh, let's just think they're all dressed in pretty clothes. It's just that their clothes are not afraid of water, because the skin is their clothes, and they have skin of all colors. Han Zhou paused and said, "We will now officially start talking about 'Daughter of the Sea'. In the depths of the blue sea, there is a magnificent and beautiful palace. The red coral is its palace wall, and the green aquatic plants are the woods around the palace. The palace is very large, and it takes a long time to travel from one room to another, so living here can sometimes be lonely, especially for active and fantastical children. The little princess grew up here and enjoyed the pampering of her grandmother, father and sisters. By the way, she has five older sisters, each of whom is a year apart. There is a rule in their family that they can only go out to see the outside world at the age of fifteen, such as the sun in the sky, the islands, and the birds on the islands, and the ships that come and go on the sea, and the strange humans on board.

……

Finally, it was the day when the little princess floated to the surface. On that day, her grandmother pinned a wreath of lilies to her hair and eight large oysters on her tail to show her noble status. However, these are not what the little princess likes. She desperately wanted to go to the sea. So what did she see?

She saw a ship with many singing and dancing sailors and a handsome and polite young man, whom the people next to her called the prince. The little mermaid had been swimming with the boat for a long time, and she liked to see him, and she was tired of swimming when she heard what he said, but she still followed. Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the sky, the sea was rough, and it was pitch black, and the little princess was afraid, but when she thought of the prince on the dangerous ship, she chose to persevere.

The prince was unlucky, something happened to the ship, and he thought that it must be over.

But the prince was lucky, and he met the little princess, who was not afraid to get tired and carried him all the way to an island. The little princess had no legs, she could not go ashore, so she had to push the prince to the beach.

The prince was rescued. The little princess hid behind the stones, and when she saw someone coming to save him, she was relieved and reluctantly swam back to the bottom of the sea.

……

The little princess would love to have a pair of human legs. She inquired about the witch's dwelling, and went to her with disgust and fear. The witch gave her a medicine. After drinking this medicine, the little princess's tail will part, and it will turn into a human leg, but every step she takes hurts as if she was walking on the tip of a knife. And she will never be able to change back, she will never be able to be with her family. And, if she had not been able to get the love of the prince at such a great cost, and could not marry him, she would not have an eternal soul. On the first morning of the prince's marriage to another woman, her heart would be broken, and then she would turn into a bubble on the water.

The little princess thought about it, agreed, and paid the witch for her beautiful voice, the most beautiful voice in the sea. The ugly witch cut off her tongue.

……

The little princess had legs, and she was lucky enough to find the prince. The prince was also very fond of her, they walked together, she also danced to show the prince, and despite the pain in her feet, she felt happy. She wanted to tell the prince that she liked him and wanted to be with him, but she couldn't speak, and the prince liked her as much as he liked a poor beautiful little mute.

……

The prince is getting married, and the object of marriage is a foreign princess, and in the prince's impression, it is this princess who saved him from the sea, and this princess is beautiful and kind.

……

The little princess's sisters, in order to save their sister, exchanged their beautiful long hair for a knife from the old witch, and stabbed the prince in the heart with this knife, so that the prince's blood dripped onto the little princess's feet, and her legs would close, and she would turn back into a fish's tail, and return to the sea and back to home. The little princess now has the knife.

……

The little princess's hand trembling as she held the knife, and at last she threw it into the ocean in the distance, and she jumped into the sea in the light of the sun, and gradually she became a foam floating on the ocean. ”

Han Zhou's voice stopped. This story is very long, it is her and her daughter's favorite fairy tale, and every time it is told, it seems as if she is by the little princess's side or in the little princess's heart.

"Done?" It was Xiao Ju who was talking, and she was already crying.

"Auntie, you're crying!" It's the voice of a small flower.

"Go, don't talk about me!" Xiao Ju reprimanded people in annoyance.

"Okay, it's not early, I'm going to go home and sleep today. Look at the road! "This is the voice of the jujube.

"I don't want to go, I don't want to sleep, the story is so good." It was the children of the Xiangxiang family who spoke.

The other children were also echoing, but they still couldn't resist the adults, so they had to leave with a mumble.

The children left, and the yard became quiet. The remaining two adults are going to rest.

Dazao also listened to the story carefully today, and he felt that this was better than the gods and monsters in 'Journey to the West', those people only knew how to fight around, and the people in this story had human feelings. ‘

"Tell me stories like this in the future! I don't want to hear about the gods and ghosts. "This is a bedtime request for jujubes.

"This is for children, what are you making a fuss about?"

"Tell your children that you still like it, love it, and get married? How can anyone tell a child about this? Jujube said dissatisfied.

"Believe it or not, the person who made up this story is Hans Christian Andersen, who made up stories for children all over the world."

"Then he's a little bit old-fashioned."

"If you're not serious, you still want to listen?" Whisper complaints.

"I'm not a child!" Protest loudly.

"Sleep! Don't speak! "Protests are ineffective.

Sure enough, there was no sound, and after a long time, I heard a dissatisfied "Hmph!" ”