Jia Lian's words have already been reversed, although the old man is still apprehensive in his heart, he also accepted this love. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Good posterity, I think you are a good one, then I will rely on the old man to sell the old to give you a trick."

As early as when Wang Xiaoer and the old man went out fishing, he asked Jia Lian's intentions clearly.

"There is little water in the capital, except for the pond on the Zhuangzi of the big households, the people and the river of the restaurant rely on this Daming Lake for supply. Soon this Daming Lake will freeze, we will not catch here, but go a little further, there is a big river over there, find someone who knows how to see it, dig a hole and put the net, this can eat fresh fish in winter. ”

Jia Lian nodded, he also thought of this, so although the three acres of land were said to be experiments, he still had the idea of wanting to make money.

Seeing that Jia Lian was listening carefully, the old man nodded from time to time, comforted in his heart, and continued to speak.

"It's just that there aren't a lot of fish caught in this way, especially because there aren't many of them in the hands of the restaurants. Old man, I heard Xiao Er say that there is a hot spring in Gongzi Zhuangzi, so it is better to divert one and lead one over, and build a pond on top of it, mix it with the water in the river, and then flow to the pond, so that the water will not freeze and the fish will not be scalded to death. ”

Jia Lian nodded, he didn't expect this, he felt that the hot spring Zhuangzi was always warmer than elsewhere, and he guessed whether the water would not freeze, but it was always good to be prepared.

Thank you politely again, the dishes ordered before began to serve one after another, where has the old man seen this formation, and he glanced at his wife, full of discomfort.

"This ...... There are too many dishes, and Childe is too polite. ”

The dishes were still on the table, and the old man saw the boiled river shrimp and braised carp and a few meat dishes, and there was a Wang Ba in the middle, and waved his hand again and again.

"We don't eat this shrimp and carp every day, but this shrimp in the river can be sold for a hundred yuan a catty! This king is not easy to obtain, if he catches it, it will definitely be two or three taels of silver, which can catch up with our income for several months. ”

The old man was a little distressed, and he wanted to count Jia Lian twice, but seeing that he was gorgeously dressed, he could only speak seriously.

"The young man is too extravagant, the son really wants to raise it, this river shrimp and Wang Ba can try, this is valuable."

saw the crabs that were tied up later, and the old people successively popularized them to Jia Lian.

The female crab before August is delicious, but after September, it is not delicious when the baby is born, and the male crab begins to eat.

He also taught some fishermen's tips, which fish are popular and which fish no one wants. Or talk about the habits of this fish, or talk about some common attempts by fishermen.

The old and the young are eating and drinking, but they are happy.

Xing'er Wang'er saw that Jia Lian was happy, and he also mingled with the little brothers next to him.

After eating, the old man was already blushing and glaring, and began to call Jia Lian brothers, and he was still famous...... Friends of the New Year......

Fishing like this is not possible, Wang Xiaoer has no choice but to send the old man home, and three young people go out of the lake.

Another trip back to Zhuangzi was transported, so that with the addition of the morning and yesterday's, there were almost three to five hundred catties of fish fry per mu, and Jia Lian let another five hundred catties of snails per mu be put in.

There is a shortage of fresh fish in the market at the end of the year, and some large households have to buy it outside.

From the beginning of September to the end of December, Jia Lian is looking forward to three months.

In the evening, Jia Lian returned home excitedly, and because of the previous puppy incident, he didn't dare to come back with another puppy this time.

Jia Yu took a break today, but he didn't know who he went out to drink, and the whole person was also groggy.

Mrs. Xing wanted to take care of the drunken Jia Yu, so she casually asked where she was going and what she was doing, and drove Jia Lian back to the house.

After two days of cold wind, tired again, and using wine at noon, Jia Lian knew that he was afraid of catching a severe cold, so he hurriedly ordered the crescent moon to take the ginger soup and drink it, and instructed Cui'er.

"The weather turned cold a few days ago, I guess I have a wind chill, you go and burn a pot of carbon, I will cover it in the quilt again, and it should be fine tomorrow."

Cui'er's body stiffened, and after a while, she turned her head and smiled reluctantly and said to Jia Lian.

"It's only September, and the second master is cold, so what about the difficult days ahead, why don't we burn it another day?"

Jia Lian had a terrible headache at this time, and she was already a little suspicious of Cui'er, but when she refuted her words at this time, she couldn't help but be a little more impetuous.

"If you want to burn it, you will burn it, and it will not be your silver!"

Jade was in the corner, looking at this scene and feeling a little surprised. Since Jia Lian recovered from his illness, it is rare to reprimand anyone.

A pot of charcoal fire entered the house, roasting people's bodies warmly, and Jia Lian gradually fought with his eyelids.

Slowly closing his eyes, the bamboo tips on the moon, Jia Lian's ears suddenly cooled.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, woe will come."

There seemed to be a voice calling him in the distance, Jia Lian struggled in his dream, and there was a cold wind in his ears, and the whole person suddenly withdrew from the dream.

There were no candles in the room, only the three charcoal basins were placed in the center, Jia Lian only felt that there was a strong smell of fireworks, and he felt that his brain was dizzy and painful.

"Cui'er, Cui'er, water."

Jia Lian blushed, only felt that his throat was tight, and he spoke in a deep voice.

The crescent moon slept under Jia Lian's hand, and Cui'er was supposed to be on duty at night, but Cui'er was unwell tonight, so she waited for Jia Lian to sleep and changed with the crescent moon.

The little girl was also sleepy, and when she heard Jia Lian shouting, she wanted to get up, but she didn't expect her feet to be weak, but she stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Cui'er, are you alright?"

The light was dim, Jia Lian was dazed, and he only felt that a figure fell to the ground, and then there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Jia Lian subconsciously spoke, and the slightly painful voice of the crescent moon came.

"Childe, the slave is the crescent moon, and the slave and maid have fallen, you wait."

Jia Lian frowned, only feeling that the room was hot and unbearable, and he was a little distracted.

Isn't it Cui'er?

"Are you okay then?"

Jia Lian reluctantly got up, his eyes swept coldly to the three pots of charcoal on the side, and suddenly his heart jumped suddenly, and his mind was inexplicably half energetic. Eyes inadvertently turned to the doors and windows, and closed tightly!

Wrong.

The strength in his body slowly drained, Jia Lian's body trembled, and all kinds of news in later generations surfaced in his memory.

Carbon monoxide poisoning!!

"Where's Cui'er! Isn't Cui'er on duty today! ”

Almost gritting his teeth, Jia Lian's voice was full of disbelief.

How could she, how could she?!

He just gave her a chance to turn back in the morning!!

The consciousness of the crescent moon is not very clear, and he can't get up after crawling on the ground several times, and when he heard Jia Lian's question, he reluctantly endured a headache and replied.

"Sister Cui'er was a little uncomfortable, so she changed with the slave maid, and she will be on duty the night after tomorrow."

If he was struck by lightning, Jia Lian was in this situation, what else did he not understand.

His body trembled, and Jia Lian's eyes were slightly red.

For the first time, he was not the original body, so although he guessed that he died unexpectedly, he didn't actually have any other thoughts except for being a little wary of Mrs. Cui'er Wang and others. At most, it's like the morning, and I always feel that Cui'er has something unspeakable. Or speculate on Mrs. Wang's viciousness, and secretly worry about herself.

But now, Jia Lian has experienced it for himself, and he only feels resentful, and he can't wait to directly dismantle these two people, especially Cui'er!

With a splitting headache, Jia Lian knew that the crescent moon could not be counted on, so he could only staggered to open the window with the resentment in his heart.

"Someone! Come on! ”

The cool wind blew in his face, Jia Lian finally sobered up, and shouted again at the hoarse throat.

The lights in the room next to it were lit one after another, and after a while, footsteps sounded, and Mama Zhao's voice sounded outside the door.

"Brother Lian, what's wrong with Brother Lian?"

The door of the house was bolted, and slowly the number of people at the door increased, but none of them could open it.

Mama Zhao was anxious, called Cui'er's name again, and banged on the door again, her face full of anxiety.

Jia Lian steadied his mind, and when he saw this, he could only rush over again, gritting his teeth and taking the door latch away little by little.

When the last point was moved, Mama Zhao and others rushed in, Jia Lian looked at Mama Zhao's anxious face and felt relieved, her eyes were dark, and she was no longer conscious.