010 chapter torrents, big fish, soft-shelled turtles

Why is Yang Xia so anxious, he was about half an hour late with his father in his previous life, and an 18-pound large grass carp and 2 3-pound black fish in a flood ditch were netted away by a member surnamed Hao Jin, and these harvests were sold for a total of 25 yuan (black fish is more expensive than pork), and there is no need to talk about some other small fish.

This matter has been spread in Caijiawan for a long time as an interesting story, and Yang Xia remembers it. Of course, Yang Xia only remembered a certain year and a certain month, and he really can't remember which day, but it was an indisputable fact that it rained heavily that day.

Therefore, when Yang Xia thought of this rainstorm, he remembered this interesting incident. However, with the existence of Yang Xia, a person who has come over, and this kind of good thing that has happened for nothing, the chances of others are slim.

If you say an interesting thing, this kind of fish picking up fish in the flood ditch after the rain must be one of the interesting things, Yang Xia still remembers once, about to wait until next year, Caijiawan another slightly smaller pond weir will also be flooded next year, and the fish in the pond will hang along the torrent to fill the entire halfway slope of the lower half of the mountain of Laoma Mountain, that time only Yang Xia personally picked up more than ten catties of small fish, and picked up the most hundreds of catties.

It's just that because it's generally a small fish, it can't be sold at a price.

Picking up fish next year? Forget it, Yang Xia decisively denied it, he only needs to pick it up this time. Next year, he believes he will no longer be short of such small money to spend.

"Horn-" A bolt of lightning struck the sky! This is a typical thunderstorm.

"Yang Xia, why are you rushing so fast?" Father Yang shouted while chasing behind, and at the same time looked up at the sky.

"Daddy, catch the fish! I know that there is a spillway where the water is very large, and the big fish in the barn like to float on the water. Yang Xia said loudly in the face of the wind and rain. Yang Xia is right, after the construction of the basket weir in the 50s, it has never seen the bottom, when the water is the shallower, there is a person-deep water in the middle of the weir pond, and in the middle of the barn weir that year, a few large stones were deliberately left behind, so that some fish and shrimp hide in it to avoid being caught in a net.

"With such heavy rain, just to catch fish, you don't want to die?" Father Yang actually likes this son very much, and in half a month, he contributed 4 yuan to the family, which can almost buy more than two catties and three catties of pork.

"Dad, what are you afraid of in this kind of flood?" Yang Xia also said that it is true, as a person in two lives, he really looks down on this kind of water rushing into the weir pond, of course, the premise is that when you fall, you don't hit the rocks, otherwise, you may also die.

After Yang Xia finished speaking, he looked at the road and rushed forward with his head buried, because he felt that the rain was obviously lighter, and perhaps, someone had already rushed out of the house wearing a coat.

The rain has subsided, but the torrent is still rumbling towards the barbarian! However, because Laoma Mountain is not particularly high, and the flood channel is not only in one direction of the Ba Basket Weir, as long as the rainstorm stops, the flash flood will become smaller or even cut off within a few minutes, and that is the time to catch fish.

In his previous life, he was caught by a guy surnamed He, and it can only be said that it was someone else's luck. As soon as the rainstorm stopped, at least dozens of members and villagers went out with fishing tools, usually in one direction, or two or three people walked in the same direction, and everyone caught fish together when they saw it.

In the era of large collectives, the fish in the weir pond belonged to the public, and no one was allowed to move them; But the fish upstream along the torrent, whoever picks it up will belong to whomever it is, and the production team has no opinion. In later generations, there were often news reports that a certain reservoir discharged floodwater, and fish came out, and the nearby farmers picked it up and did not return it to the reservoir party, and their habit originated from the conventions of this era.

Yang Xia ran to a ditch and stopped.

"You have fish in this ditch?" Dad Yang obviously didn't believe it.

"Isn't it?" Yang Xia asked rhetorically.

"There used to be some of them, but they were also small fish, and no one came to catch them at all." Father Yang looked at the torrent coming down the ditch and said.

"Perhaps, this time there will be big fish. Besides, you see, there are a lot of people who catch fish in other places, and we may not be able to win against others, if there are only small fish, we will also accept our fate. Yang Xia said.

At this moment, Yang Guangyao shouted: "Son, quickly, get off the net immediately, I see a big fish!" "The torrent has become shallow and smaller, and the big fish of nearly 20 catties can't hide its whereabouts.

Yang Xia unhurriedly tied one end of the net to a tree, then jumped over the flood ditch and threw the net into the ditch in an instant. Grasping this time is the most important thing, if the torrent is too big, the nets may be broken by the rocks and other things brought by the torrent, if you wait for the torrent to be small before going down the nets, those big fish will run almost away.

When Dad Yang saw the back of the fish, it meant that the big fish was still there, so although the fish net was in danger of being destroyed, it was worth a thousand dollars to be able to catch the big fish.

"Smack!" The big guy splashed a very high wave, and it was clear that the fish was in a hurry.

"Quick, be careful not to let the fish run away! There seem to be a few big ones! Dad Yang was a little excited. The nets used to net fish in such small ditches are very heavy and dense underneath, and unless they are deliberately picked up by some branch below, the fish will not be able to run at all.

"Oops, it's gone, it's done!" Yang Xia also saw a few fish, their black backs hidden in the muddy flood. It's just that, when I heard this guy's call, I was completely like a money fan.

"Whoa—"

Dad Yang finally couldn't wait, jumped into the flood ditch, someone came in the distance, and looking at the silhouette of that person, who is not the member of the good Hao? Moreover, there is a saying in this Shuzhong place: If this fish does not enter your net, how can it be regarded as your family's harvest?

"Dad, be careful!" Yang Xia originally wanted to jump down, but after looking at his small body, he still forgot it, compared to his father's burlyness, he was really a minor.

At this time, Yang Xia's figure was only 1.55 meters, and his height really developed in the two years of high school and tutoring, and when he was admitted to college, his height jumped to 1.76 meters, which was nothing in later generations, but it was already quite tall in this era, and his height ranked second in the college class.

In fact, what kind of rocks will be brought by the flood will usually be on the head of the flood, and at this time it is already the flood on the tail, at most there is a little sediment, and the stones and other things should be gone.

Yang Xia's guess was correct, Yang Dad got used to it in the water, and immediately began to drive away those big fish.

"It's been sent, it's been sent, it's been ......" Yang Xia kept chattering while carrying the floating part of the fishing net. Because, Yang Xia's father and son came relatively early, and the fish caught in the net far exceeded the harvest of the members surnamed Hao in parallel time and space. Looking at the member surnamed Hao, who was still separated by two ridges, Yang Xia felt that the time when this person arrived was the same as the time of that parallel time and space, and he came at this time, it was obviously too late.

After the rain, the sun shot out ten thousand golden rays from the clouds!

The torrent finally turned into a trickle, and hundreds of fish, large and small, were jumping wildly in the fishing nets, and at this time, the fish were really Yang's father and son.

"Xia'er, go back and ask your mother and your sister to bring a few bamboo baskets." Daddy Yang was also very excited.

"Okay." Yang Xiafei also ran towards home. Because he knew that he and his father couldn't get back so many fish. Moreover, these live fish have to be kept in the water tank at home immediately before they can be sold for a good price, and if the fish dies after a long delay, only their own family will eat them. And if you cook fish at home, your mother will definitely nag about running out of clear oil.

"Hey, it's all the fault of poverty!" Yang Xia was running and thinking wildly, which gradually strengthened his desire to change his family's poverty situation as soon as possible.

The Yang family is only 400 meters away from the place where the net reaches the fish, so when Yang Xia ran out of the door with a few big bamboo baskets and two flat poles, not only his mother's sister, but also his two younger brothers ran out of the door, Yang Dong didn't pay attention, slipped into the seedling field, and wet the only pants on his body, fortunately, this is summer, and it doesn't matter if the clothes are wet. Besides, the children of the peasant family, who don't get a few bodies of water and mud a day.

The old and young of the Yang family dispatched, and immediately attracted the onlookers of the members, "Oh, Yang Guangyao has issued it!" "Yes, there are so many fish, I'm afraid there are about two hundred catties." "It's really time for someone else to get rich, I'm afraid it's going to be worth half a pig."

Father Yang didn't speak, first threw the largest dozen fish into two bamboo baskets, and then lifted the fishing net from the water, ready to divide the fish under two catties into two baskets and pick them home directly.

1 largest grass carp of nearly 20 catties, 5 black fish weighing 2-3 catties, 7 carp and grass carp of three or four catties, the harvest is much more than the rumor in parallel time and space.

"Yang Guangyao, I'm lucky, I even caught two soft-shelled turtles." Some members have sharp eyes, and as soon as the fishing net leaves the water, they have found a new harvest.

"Hehe, it's still true." Yang Dad also smiled when he saw the soft-shelled turtle, if the flash flood broke out, it was true that the fish could be caught, it was just the size of the fish, but if you wanted to catch the soft-shelled turtle, you had to fight for character, obviously, Yang Dad had a good character, these two soft-shelled turtles, one big and one small, the big one was afraid of more than three catties, and the small one was about two catties, just these two soft-shelled turtles could be sold for about 20 yuan.

Seeing that there were two soft-shelled turtles attached to the bottom of the net, Yang Xia was also very happy, but Yang Xia did not speak.

Although the fry are artificially bred, they have never been fed feed (there is no such thing at this time), and they can be said to be wild, especially the soft-shelled turtle, which is even more wild, because the ba-basket weir has never let the soft-shelled turtle fry go in.

This kind of wild soft-shelled turtle will be sold for two or three hundred yuan a pound in later generations, but now it can only be sold for two or three yuan, which is only equivalent to the price of two catties of pork.

"Nepal, it's so cheap! If you have money, you must raise soft-shelled turtles. Yang Xia was quite unwilling.

Many members watched for a while, and then everyone went home, Yang Xia's second uncle Yang Guanghua also came to the scene, without saying a word, he helped Yang Xia's family pick a pick of fish to go back, the ridge after the rain is very slippery, and people may fall and fly if they don't step on it well, so there is a second uncle to help, and the whole family can't ask for it.

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