Day after day, year after year, year after year.

As the old Chinese proverb goes, the winter moon is cold and the fire should be roasted, and the animals should be killed during the lunar New Year. Twenty-three, sugar melon sticky; twenty-four, sweep the house; Twenty-five, grinding tofu; Twenty-six, stew pot meat; Twenty-seven, kill a chicken; Twenty-eighth, put the face hair; Twenty-nine, steamed steamed buns; Thirty nights to stay up for one night; The first day of the new year twisted and twisted. People kill pigs, I kill dogs, liver, intestines, stomach and lungs.

At present, the Spring Festival is approaching, and every household in the countryside is busy pickling and smoking bacon and bacon to prepare for the sumptuous meal of the Spring Festival.

This day is the eighteenth day of the lunar month. The sun is warm like spring again, Cheng Xiaorui and Fang Mowei got up early, because there was a big event today. In the small pond to the west of my grandfather's house, although ninety percent of the pond has dried up, there is still a large mud pit of five or six square meters of stagnant water that has not dried up.

Last night, when I had dinner, my grandfather said that he had left it on purpose, that the pit was more than one meter deep, and that he had raised a lot of fish in it, and that he had dug a pit today, pumped away a little water, and caught all the fish, and sold the excess, leaving the rest for his own family to eat.

So, after breakfast, my grandfather was ready to act.

Fang Mowei has always felt that he is a big man, a young and powerful man, so every time he sees his grandfather working, he wants to work with him. Otherwise, he couldn't help it, and he felt that he couldn't hold his face. He told his grandmother that he was going to help his grandfather clean up the pit.

When my grandmother heard this, she was naturally happy. Someone is doing her old man a favor, why not? Immediately, he took out another pair of leather boots from the utility room at the back of the house and put them on Fang Mowei, the kind of leather boots were very long, like clothes, all the way to his chest.

Fang Mowei just glanced at it, then shook his head, he didn't wear that thing. I have to go straight to the pool.

But my grandmother disagreed, saying that the water was cold.

Fang Mowei still refuses to wear it, is he afraid of the cold? In the past, in order to attract the attention of people from all walks of life, ALS people. He has also challenged more than a dozen ice buckets and even ventured to Antarctica.

Cheng Xiaorui understands Fang Mowei's temperament. She has always wanted to die to save face and suffer crimes, and she would never wear that broken thing on her noble body, she asked her grandmother to put away her leather boots, and let Fang Mowei wear a pair of shorts and a shirt to go to the pool.

Fang Mowei held a hook and stood in the corner of the mud pit, not going to the middle, the muddy water just flooded his knees, and the water was very cold. It was indeed extremely cold, and it began to freeze so that his bones hurt a little, but he didn't make a sound, and slowly got used to it, and he didn't feel cold anymore.

Grandpa stood across from him, wearing long leather boots and holding a bucket in his hand. The mud pit is mostly filled with rainwater, and there are also some messy dead grass, which is very entangled.

My grandfather was fetching water, splashing a bucket of water on the dry riverbed next door. Fang Mowei used a hook to uproot the weeds around him. The silt under the mud pit is soft and gentle.

Cheng Xiaorui stood on the shore with her hands behind her back and watched them, occasionally helping out, and her grandfather or Fang Mowei shouted at her to hand over something. She'll hand you anything. Grandma poured tea for the two of them, and then began to prepare for lunch.

Everyone is working hard, no one is idle, willing to work, conscientious, and tirelessly working hard, just to create a more beautiful life.

After nearly an hour of homework, Fang Mowei proposed to change with his grandfather and do it instead. He felt that his grandfather's was more difficult.

Grandpa agreed, and his movements became slower and slower, and the water in the mud puddle was splashed off a second percent. Thinking about Fang Mowei, he is a young man, so he should be much sharper.

Fang Mowei took the bucket and handed the hook to his grandfather. He bent slightly. Splashing non-stop, the action is fast. He felt that such labor could also exercise his muscles. Let him be stronger, so that he will not be bored.

When he splashed most of the water in the pool, he was also tired and sweaty, so he simply took off his T-shirt and threw it on Cheng Xiaorui's head on the shore, saying, "Xiaorui will hold it for me." ”

His clothes were firmly on Cheng Xiaorui's head, Cheng Xiaorui was not angry at all, but grinned, sunny and innocent, a faint winter breeze blew, and the smell of Mo Wei above the clothes hit her nostrils......

Lover's Taste......

This man, no matter what happens in the future, she loves him and does not regret it......

Fang Mowei was shirtless, and under the illumination of the colorful winter light, beads of sweat the size of beans on his body slowly flowed down his groin and honey-colored skin. So much so that at this time, his honey-colored skin, delicate collarbones, and thick abdominal muscles were displayed in broad daylight at a glance, and his whole person was extremely sexy!

Fang Mowei splashed water, splashed and splashed, and suddenly stopped when the mud puddle was about to bottom out.

He looked at the water with keen eyes, then looked at Cheng Xiaorui on the shore and asked, "Xiaorui, do you want to eat snails?" ”

Cheng Xiaorui naturally stretched her neck and looked at the things in the puddle, but she was on the shore, far away, and couldn't see clearly, so she asked, "What is a snail?" ”

Fang Mowei raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard a joke.

Cheng Xiaorui is a child in most of the countryside, and she doesn't know what a snail is?

Grandpa stopped to rest and smiled, why was Xiaorui despised by a young master from the city? She said, "Xiao Rui, that kind of small animal with a conical shape or tower conical shape, and a spinous shell surface, like a snail. Grandpa remembers, you loved to eat when you were a child. ”

"Really?" Cheng Xiaorui scratched her head and thought.

Fang Mowei hooked his lips and smiled, suddenly put his hand into the water, fished one out of the water at random, threw it on the shore, and threw it to Cheng Xiaorui.

Cheng Xiaorui took a step back first, and then squatted in front of the little snail, and her big eyes became brighter and brighter, and she immediately remembered it.

I did eat it myself, and I ate it many times.

Snails, single-shell shellfish, are closely related to snails, so they are also similar to snails in all aspects. It's just that it is not found all over the world like snails, it is a specialty of our country, and it is only produced in the lakes of a few provinces.

The reason why Fang Mowei knew each other was because he had eaten before.

Fang Mowei saw Cheng Xiaorui's itchy teeth, and said, "Look at a lot of snails here, pick up some nights and let grandma make them for you to eat." ”

In fact, he also knows that the snail meat is extremely delicious.

"Good!" Cheng Xiaorui felt that his idea was very good, so she turned around and ran back to the house, took out a basket, and said to Mo Wei: "Brother Mo Wei will help me pick it up!" ”

Fang Mowei took the basket without saying a word, and picked up the debris in the water, not to mention that there are really a lot of snails in this nest, the big ones can even catch up with the size of a fist, looking at the grandfather on the side and smacking his tongue, he has not seen such a big snail for many years.

Fang Mowei picked it up, and a yellow shadow flashed from the other end of the pit to his side.

He was startled and quickly withdrew his hand.

Grandpa and Cheng Xiaorui were suddenly so flustered, they were also stunned, and their hearts jumped to their mouths, for fear that something would happen to him.

When my grandfather took a closer look at the water, it turned out to be a yellow catfish about 10 centimeters long.

Yellow catfish is also known as Huang Gongling, Huang Gutou, Huang Gu Cong, Yellow Duck Call, etc., the taste is sweet and flat, and it is a kind of fierce fish in the local area.

The pectoral fin of the yellow catfish has well-developed spines, the front and rear edges are serrate, slightly fan-shaped, and the end is close to the pelvic fin. The adipose fin is shorter than the anal fin, the end is free, and the www.biquge.info of the penis is about opposite to the anal fin. There is a big difference in the color of male and female, and the dark yellow-colored yellow catfish has a slightly poisonous spin on its head.

Yellow catfish is also an omnivorous fish that is predominantly carnivorous. Foraging activities generally take place at night and feed on small fish, shrimp, various terrestrial and aquatic insects, small molluscs and other aquatic invertebrates, and sometimes small fish. Its feeding habits vary depending on the environment and seasons.

In spring and summer, catfish often devour the eggs of other fish. In the cold season, there are more small fish in the diet, and the number of benthic animals gradually decreases.

Fang Mowei was glad that he was not hit by the yellow catfish, and he was absolutely bruised.

He and his grandfather threw their things and hurried ashore.

As soon as my grandmother heard that there was a yellow catfish, she also ran out of the house in a hurry.

"Mo Wei is okay, right? You okay! Grandma was dying, looking Fang Mowei up and down, her heart pounding.

Fang Mowei spread his hands, shook his head and said, "It's okay, grandma." Then he looked at Cheng Xiaorui.

Grandma looked at her grandfather again, and saw that he and Fang Mowei were fine, and the big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

At this time, it was also noon, and my grandmother urged them to pack up and prepare for lunch.

Fang Mowei was also obedient, went back to the house to take a shower, and changed into clean clothes and shorts.

After lunch, my grandfather said that I don't want the fish in the mud pit, and the yellow catfish is not easy to mess with. With them in the mud pit, I guess there are not many fish, and they are eaten up.

Fang Mowei was resting on the terrace, and when he was soaking up the sun, he was suddenly very unhappy and couldn't figure it out.

He Fang Mowei is so mighty, how courageous, how capable he is, how can he be afraid of a few yellow catfish for a while?

No, he had to solve this problem for his grandparents.

Fang Mowei walked into the house, Cheng Xiaorui was helping her grandmother wash the dishes, and her grandmother was marinating bacon, Fang Mowei asked her grandmother, "Can you help me borrow a small fishing net?" ”

Grandma stopped what she was doing, she didn't know what Fang Mowei was going to do, and asked, "Yes, Lianlian's family has it, it's easy to borrow, but Mowei, what do you want to do?" ”

Fang Mowei said: "I want to catch yellow catfish." ”

All of them were caught and eaten. Yellow catfish actually tastes good, and it also has therapeutic value, which can benefit the spleen and stomach, diuresis and reduce swelling. There is also an ancient medical book that tells that yellow catfish with mung beans and garlic is boiled in water, the fish is eaten with beans, and the juice is taken to adjust the glutinous service, which can cure water and gas edema, and is especially suitable for spleen deficiency and swelling.

Grandma paused, and she couldn't react at this time, but when she sobered up, she nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'll go later." ”

About half an hour later, my grandmother really borrowed a small fishing net from Gu Lianlian's house, and Gu Lianlian also followed her, in addition to Gu Lianlian's two harpoons in her hand.

Fang Mowei called his grandfather, and the two of them went down to the pool again.

This will first hook up everything on the water until the bottom of the pit is not covered by any debris, and the bottom can be seen at a glance. (To be continued) R861