"Uncle Song, what did you say?"

Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Huixuan were like two little heels, following Zhu Song's side, and when they heard him whispering there, they thought they were talking to them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh, nothing!" Zhu Song waved his hand and said, "Xiao Xuan, Hui Xuan, this place was discovered by accident two days ago, quiet, few people come, and the trees are shady, the air is fresh, and it is most suitable for fishing." ”

"Fishing?" Zhu Huixuan scratched the back of his head and said tenderly: "Uncle Song, didn't you tell me before that you were going to take me to eat something delicious?" What's the deal with fishing, and I'm still hungry! ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Huixuan made a bitter face and rubbed his little belly.

"Stinky boy, haven't you heard of doing it yourself, having enough food and clothing?"

Zhu Song rewarded Zhu Huixuan with a small shudder, and a few new words popped out of his mouth: "You bear with it for a while, and when we catch a fish, we will have something to eat, and it is pure wild, pollution-free, pollution-free, how good!" ”

"Oh!"

Zhu Huixuan replied with a bitter face, but he threw the fishing rod in his hand aside, what kind of fish did he catch as a child?

Zhu Song didn't care about him, picked up the fishing rod and hung some bait on the hook, then threw it directly into the river, and then inserted the other end of the fishing rod into the soil, and after it was fixed, he began to teach Zhu Zhanji how to use the fishing rod.

Zhu Zhanji is much more sensible than Zhu Huixuan, and under Zhu Song's teaching, the fishing rod, which should be very difficult for children, successfully threw the fishing line into the Qinhuai River.

Seeing this, the little guy immediately put a bright smile on his little face.

The rest of the time is more tormenting, Zhu Song can say that after all, in the previous life, Bajiquan not only had external exercises, but also internal meditation.

After years of internal cultivation, Zhu Song's patience has long been grinded.

But the two little guys can't bear it, not to mention that they are hungry, and they can't go anywhere else to play, as long as they leave Zhu Song's line of sight, there will be palace guards in civilian clothes to arrest them back, which makes the two little guys very depressed.

Looking at the extremely aggrieved faces of the two little guys, Zhu Song felt a headache while laughing in his heart.

The entertainment means of the Ming Dynasty are too few, not to mention mobile phones, tablets and other high-tech electronic products, not even a bicycle, Rubik's Cube or anything, the two little guys are only three or four years old, it is not easy to coax.

Scratching his head a little irritably, Zhu Song's eyes suddenly lit up, beckoned to the two little guys, and said, "Xiao Xuan, Hui Xuan, you two come here, do you want to listen to the story?" ”

The two little guys came to Zhu Song's side slowly, and when they heard Zhu Song say this, they were stunned at first, and then they came to the spirit, and they nodded wildly.

Zhu Song nodded, a weird smile appeared on his lips, and said, "Okay, then I'll tell you two a story about Bump Man beating the little monster!" ”

"Ao Tu slow?" Zhu Huixuan asked very innocently: "Uncle Song, is this Ao Tu Slow a personal name, is it so strange?" And Xiao Weishou, is there still such a strange name in this world?"

Zhu Song frowned, and flickered: "You two should know that in our Ming Dynasty, there has been a legend of a first-class immortal god since ancient times, and this bumpy man is a fairy-like figure, and the little monster is a beast-like animal, but the volume is ten times larger, or even a hundred times larger......"

Zhu Song's story had just begun, and he was interrupted by Zhu Zhanji, and he said:

"Uncle Song, I remember that the master once said to me, 'The son is silent and strange. There are no fairies and monsters in this world, that is to say, there are no concave and convex men and little monsters! ”

Zhu Song shrugged his brows, and said in his heart What is this kid learning, even if he is not a materialist, he will not be so serious about a mythological story, right?

When you go back, you must resign the master who taught this child to read and write, doesn't this teach the child to be a scarecrow who can only nod and shake his head, 'Zhi Hu is also'?

After complaining in his heart, Zhu Song rubbed his face and said to the two little guys:

"'It is better to believe in a book than to have no book,' and not all the things in this book are true, so the Master cannot believe all of what he says. Besides, these are just ghosts and strange ambitions, which can be used as after-dinner conversations, just to win a laugh, and they don't have to be so bad. ”

Zhu Huixuan and Zhu Zhanji nodded as if they didn't understand, sat on the grass in front of Zhu Song, stared at two pairs of big eyes, and listened to Zhu Song talk about the secrets that Bumpman and the little monster had to say.

During the Ming Dynasty, there were few people who had the same brains as the jokers of later generations, so the stories of those gods and ghosts were still in a very rudimentary stage.

It's whimsical to take the moon and pick up the stars, not to mention any energy value and dynamic light waves......

The two little guys are like listening to a book from heaven, they seem to understand whether they understand or not, and they are extremely focused, and they even dance together, with a strong feeling.

……

I don't know how long it took, when Zhu Song pointed out the country and scolded Fang Xudi to get up, Zhu Huixuan, who was originally listening to the story, suddenly moved his ears, turned his head and pointed to the river and shouted: "Uncle Song, fish, there is a fish hooked, quickly pull the fishing rod!"

"Huh?"

Zhu Song came back to his senses, turned his head to look at the river, and saw that the beautiful fish float was sliding quickly on the surface of the river, and the fishing line was straight, slender, and full of toughness The rod began to press down continuously.

It seems that this is still a big fish!

"Hooked!"

Zhu Song rubbed his hands a little excitedly, pulled out the fishing rod from the ground, and began to drag the fishing rod in the direction of the fish drift.

Fishing is also about means, you can't see the fish drifting down and immediately pull back the fishing line, which will make the fish struggle violently and make it easier to escape.

If you are in a hurry to pull the fishing line up, there is a chance that you will not be able to catch a fish.

"Uncle Song, pull it quickly, what are you walking there, the fish will all run away in a while!"

Zhu Huixuan urged Zhu Song anxiously, for fear that the fish would escape from the hook.

"I said what are you in a hurry, this fishing is boiling your temperament, you can't eat it into a fat man, if you want to be so frizzy, let alone fish, even a piece of fish scales, you can't catch it!"

Zhu Song slid the fishing rod left and right, 'walking' the prey, and reprimanded Zhu Huixuan, "Look at Xiao Xuan, people are ...... than you."

Zhu Song turned his head to look at Zhang Xuan as he spoke, it didn't matter what he saw, he almost made his nose crooked.

Zhu Zhanji, this kid, is rolling up his trouser legs at the moment, tentatively walking towards the Qinhuai River, just that small body, as long as he walks a few steps forward, he will probably fall into the water, and at that time, even if he doesn't drown, he will have to go to half his life.

"Hey, Xiao Xuan, what are you doing? Don't you want to get back soon...... it! ”

Zhu Song shouted, the fishing rod in his hand was thrown behind him suddenly, and the girl ran to the place where Zhu Zhanji was standing.

The feeling is that Zhu Zhanji was startled when he heard Zhu Song's roar, just like that, his feet slipped, and his small body fell into the river.

When Zhu Song saw this scene, he couldn't care about the big fish that was about to arrive, so he was in a hurry, and he threw the pole backwards and jumped into the river.

The palace guards who were responsible for guarding the safety of the three people in the distance, because they were too far away from here, even if they wanted to rescue them, they would be beyond the reach of the whip.

Poof!

Who knew that Zhu Song had just come to the river, and before he could enter the water, he heard the sound of entering the water.

Zhu Song looked up, but saw that on the bank of the river, he didn't know when an elegant schooner rowed over, and there were still a few figures swaying on the bow of the stilt.

Rushing!

Zhu Song was stunned, and suddenly heard the sound of slapping water, and two heads were revealed on the calm river, one large and one small, the big one was a middle-aged man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a simple face, and the small one was Zhu Zhanji who fell into the water.

"This son, help me!"

The middle-aged man put his arm around Zhu Zhanji with one hand and slapped the river with the other, swam to the shore, and greeted Zhu Song.

Zhu Zhanji understood, hurriedly took two steps forward and stretched out his hand, and grabbed the middle-aged man.

On the shore, the middle-aged man put Zhu Zhanji face down on his thigh, hit his back with his big hand, and coughed out of Zhu Zhanji's mouth with a mouthful of river water.