Chapter 14 Borrowing Books

"It is said that there is a large mollusk with a huge size, so it is called a giant squid. The book says that this squid can grow up to more than twenty or thirty meters long, and they live in the deep sea below a kilometer, and occasionally float up when hunting. It would be terrible to say that it would be terrible, and it could easily twist the ship to pieces with one of its wrists. ”

I answered Maria's question, and though it was only in a very gentle tone, she was still trembling with fear, as if a giant squid had appeared in front of her.

"Excuse me, can you lend me that book?"

Instant was very interested in what I described, but the child was thin-skinned, and he probably thought it was rude to borrow something from someone he had just met, so his face was a little red.

"I want to see it too."

The quarrel in the early season won the sleep, and it also echoed the moment.

"Yes, yes, but there are more words in it, if you can understand it, I can bring it next time."

It was not a rare or forbidden book, and I often brought it to the boat to read it, and I could borrow it if I told my father, but I was afraid that they would borrow it just out of curiosity, and only to read the illustrations in the book. After all, six-year-old children have not yet gone to school, and they probably only recognize some simple everyday Chinese characters.

"We can look at the pictures, and besides, you can't read them, can you?"

The idea of the early season, as I guessed, is almost the standard idea of children, reading books just for the illustrations in the books.

"If you are angry with my words, then I apologize to you. Also, I can probably read it. ”

I didn't get angry at the childish words of the early season, but just smiled apologetically at her. This made her blush and speechless.

"I guess there should be no problem. As long as it's not too jerky, I can probably recognize it, and even if I don't understand it, I can look it up in the dictionary. ”

The instant answer was a bit unexpected to me, and it didn't look like he was lying, so I nodded: "Then the next time I bring the book here, the time will be set for tomorrow." No problem, right? ”

"Okay, I'll be here a little earlier tomorrow."

He hesitated, but nodded in agreement.

Later, I told a few children about the anecdotes, such as the great migration of lemmings in the Arctic steppe, through the grasslands, to the sea, jumping into the sea and swimming to the other side, and in the process there were countless eliminations, which can be called a journey of death. Another example is the Bermuda Triangle, which is said to have caused a large number of ships to disappear from the world, making it difficult to find a trace, and is known as the devil.

There are many stories, most of which are indeed recorded in books, full of stories and grotesque elements.

Several children were fascinated by the sound and exclaimed from time to time. Then they forgot about the fishing, and stopped tossing my poor rod, which made me feel that the saliva had not been in vain, and that the rod had survived.

By noon, the children had gone home together, and when they left, they looked reluctant, but it was hard to tell whether they were nostalgic for the fishing boats or if they hadn't heard enough stories.

As for me, I didn't go back to dinner at noon because I had already told my parents in the morning, so I stayed on the fishing boat and picked up my fishing rod and started fishing—the river was cooled by the continuous snowfall of the previous days, and today is a rare day when the fish in the water will come out to move. With a little care, catching a few fish for Chinese food is not a problem.

I took out the kneading glutinous rice dumplings from under the wooden planks in the cabin to make bait, and then some flour and crushed corn mixed with water kneaded flour as bait and sprinkled two or three meters away from the shore, and then adjusted the feather float so that the hook could sink deeper.

When I was ready, I threw the hook and landed in the same area where the bait had been spilled, and then I sat on the bow of the boat and waited for the fish to be picked up. The Tone River is rich in fish, including herring, bighead carp, grass carp, silver carp, and eel...... There are dozens of them. And my goal is crucian carp, which is not too big and suitable for barbecue.

When fishing, I habitually immerse myself in meditation, and my senses become extremely sensitive in this mental state, which is helpful for judging the movement of fish. However, fishing is always a time-consuming job, so I don't have any expectations for catching fish in a short period of time.

After about an hour, the sun is getting hotter overhead, the water temperature is rising, and the fish can be seen swimming in the water, and they start to come out to feed. Gradually, fish began to approach the waters where I had sprinkled their bait, wandering around in search of fine, not enough bait to eat.

At this time, there was an abnormal shaking of the fishing boat, and my body and fishing rod also shook, and the fish that approached were frightened and swam away a little. As the wind blew by the river, I pursed my lips, still staring at my position and adjusting my sitting position slightly. Then came the pinch.

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In the early season, he jumped up on the pier and jumped over the water of thirty or forty centimeters and landed on the fishing boat, causing the fishing boat to shake violently. She stomped on it a few more times, mischievously, causing the boat to shake for a while, so that the boy in the boat, named Shiraishi, knew that someone was coming.

But there was no echo in the cabin, only the sound of the river flowing.

Did he go home?

There was some loss in the early season. She had not planned to go out in the afternoon, but when she thought that the boy she had just met this morning was still on the boat and had not come home, she began to worry a little about whether he had eaten at noon and whether he was still hungry on the boat.

So in the early season, I asked my mother to make a few rice balls with leftovers, and planned to bring them to him to eat, which was regarded as a gift for making friends for the first time.

Although he was a little disappointed, he quickly picked himself up and walked through the narrow aisle at the bow of the boat, where he could see the figure sitting at the bow at a glance.

He's still there!

Zaoji was a little happy in his heart, and subconsciously planned to call him, but the voice did not come out of his mouth. She just looked fixedly at the boy named Shiraishi Zhe, and couldn't help but hold her breath; Under the gentle breeze, the boy's long, black and silky hair fluttered, and a few strands were blown to his forehead. He only pursed his lips in response, his clear and calm gaze was still focused on the river, and the lines of his side face seemed to become softer.

He sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, his hands holding the fishing rod not shaking at all, and his bony hands contrasted sharply with the dark green bamboo rod. On closer inspection, his body looks very symmetrical, even if he is wrapped in thick cotton clothes, he does not look bloated, his neck and limbs are also slender and straight, and his skin looks whiter than that of girls, exuding a luster and lustre, like a beautiful work of art.

Just looking at it like this, the early season doesn't feel like the boy is the same age as himself. Because whether it is jue or good, or usually the smartest moment, they seem to give people the feeling of being full of immature childishness. But the boy in front of him gave people a feeling that was very different from them, a sense of softness and maturity like a spring breeze, and an indescribable elegance.

She had questioned some of the stories he told many times, but he never got angry and retorted like Jue, but only showed a soft smile and said the reasons that convinced him. It felt like an adult facing a noisy child, which made her feel a little angry and a little yearning.

"It's so pretty."

In the early season, I was a little stunned, and the more I looked at the boy's side face, the more she felt good-looking, and the lines of the silhouette were very beautiful, as if it had a unique attraction. In particular, the sparkling light green eyes, like a pair of emeralds, are clear and bright in color, which makes people like it at first sight.

It was a rare pupil color, and he had never seen a green pupil in the early season except for him. Although she herself has beautiful light red pupils, she is still envious of the emerald pupils that the boy possesses.

As if he was afraid of disturbing him, he walked forward softly in the early season, and had only just taken two steps forward. Suddenly, the boy's long eyebrows twitched, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of his lips, as if he was proud and happy. His hand swayed, as if something was pulling the rod in his hand.

The boy didn't pull the rod instantly, the boy just dragged the line from time to time, skillfully pulling the fish struggling in the water. Finally, after more than ten seconds, he pulled the fishing rod violently, and a fish about 20 centimeters long jumped out of the water, swinging weakly in the air.

At this time, the smile on the corner of the boy's lips became brighter and more wanton, and the sun shone on his side face, and he couldn't tell who was more dazzling.

At this moment, early season felt his heart pounding, and the boy's hook seemed to hook not only the fish, but also his own heart.

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