On the embankment opposite the lake are two rows of tall trees, and next to the trees is a three- or four-meter-wide road around the lake, and above there are large fruit groves. Across a lake, you can vaguely see that there are various fruit trees, and there are half-human-tall green plants growing among the fruit trees, I don't know if they are holly or tea trees.

Not far to the right, someone is sitting on the steps near the water, fishing.

I haven't been there for a year, and I have no longer looked like a bare pool of stagnant water before, and I am very different, full of vitality and vitality.

"Uncle, are there any fish here?" He Shiling walked over and asked softly.

The empty wooden barrel next to the angler, is this also a person who only fishes and does not fish?

"Shhhh The angler laughed and took off the hook, threw the fish back into the lake, laughed and said, "There are fish, little girl." ”

"Uncle, you're in a good mood." Sure enough, it's another person who is in the mood.

"We're each other." The fisherman looked back at He Shiling with a smile, "The scenery here is good, pleasing to the eye." ”

"Well, it's a nice view." He Shiling smiled and nodded, looking at the fisherman, "Small fish are more pleasant." ”

"Okay, if you catch it again later, it'll be yours." The angler smiled and looked back at the lake.

"Hooked, another one!" Soon, the angler brought up another one, took down the hook and handed it to He Shiling, "It's yours, it's bigger than the one just now." ”

He Shiling smiled, lifted the tail of the fish, walked to the fisherman, and put the small fish in the lake.

"It's a natural little fish, and you just released it?" The fisherman laughed, he thought she liked to eat fish.

"I want to feel the happy mood of my uncle." He Shiling smiled on the side, watching the little fish swim away along the current, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "Uncle, do you like the taste of this fish?" ”

"That's right, I love it. It's a pity that today, I took the wrong bucket and couldn't hold the fish, so I could only envy the fish in the abyss. The fisherman laughed, not afraid to alarm the small fish in the lake.

He Shiling stood up, walked up two steps, took the small wooden barrel, looked at it carefully, was slightly startled at first, and then put it back in place with a smile. Such a small barrel really can't hold fish.

The barrel is small, not big, but extremely distinctive: it is surrounded by eight or nine small wooden planks, the gaps between the planks are of different sizes, there are two silver aluminum hoops screwed together on the periphery of the plank, loosely encircled, the left and right symmetrical planks each have a hand-carrying hole, on which are tied two twisted wool threads, which are particularly mismatched, and the bottom of the barrel is a square thin composite board, the edge of which sticks out of the barrel board, showing the edges and corners of the square. The bottom of this bucket is completely insignificant.

"What are you laughing at?" The fisherman looked at He Shiling and asked.

"Is this rough workmanship and poor craftsmanship, or is it ingenious and deliberate?"

"Hahaha," the angler didn't answer, but laughed, "can this bucket hold fish in your opinion?"

"You can pack the fish, untie the yarn and thread the fish, or take off one of the symbolic aluminum strips and pick the fish." He Shiling said with a smile, "It's just that it's difficult to load this fish and water at the same time." ”

"What a smart little girl." The fisherman laughed, "Tell me, why is the water so hard to load?" ”

"Reasons: 1. The length of the barrel board is different, the shortest four or five centimeters is six times different from the longest, and the maximum water storage is four or five centimeters; This ornamental hoop has no binding force on the staple and is purely decorative; Second, the gap between the barrel plates is too large, even if the hoop is tight, it is difficult to shrink, and the water will flow away; This yarn is not strong enough for the weight of a bucket of water, and the water will pour out; Finally, the bottom of the bucket, which is also a decoration, will be soaked in water and dripping, and may also break. ”

The angler listened very carefully and nodded from time to time, "It makes sense, what if you want to fill the water?" ”

"Every part needs to be adjusted." He Shiling looked at the unique small wooden barrel again, "We must make up for the shortcomings, tighten the aluminum bars, eliminate the gaps, replace the durable handles, and finally, change the bottom of the barrel to a strong barrel." What do you see, uncle? ”

"Which part is the most important and needs to be adjusted?" The angler asked again.

"Of course——。 He Shiling was stunned for a moment, which part is the most important? "Every part counts."

Looking at the smiling angler in front of me, I suddenly felt that this angler didn't just like to catch fish in this lake, right?

"Hahaha. Good. This keg is for you. The angler smiled and began to retract the fishing rod, "I can't hold the fish, I'm tired of bringing it back, so you can help me keep it." ”

He Shiling looked at the person in front of her a little puzzled, what was the use of her asking for this bucket? She didn't know how to carpenter, and she didn't like to eat fish, let alone this peculiar bucket for fishing.

"It's my pride. So far, only three have been given away, and you are the third. Keep it up. The angler laughed and walked up the cobblestone path up the steps with his rod in hand.

He Shiling took the very peculiar small wooden barrel, looked at it carefully, and found that there was a line of small words written on the longest barrel board: develop strengths and avoid weaknesses, give full play to characteristics and advantages, and become the commanding heights.

He Shiling turned the small wooden barrel and found that there was also a line of small words on the shortest one: When the good and the bad are uneven, you must make up for the shortcomings first.

Looking back, I gradually walked away and turned to the people who were outside the lake along the road around the lake.

took the small wooden barrel and sat back on the steps, remembering the conversation with the fisherman just now, He Shiling frowned slightly and fell into thought......

The weeping willows that seem to be there next to them are gently swaying in the wind, and people pass by from time to time on the road around the lake on the outer edge of the lake, and people are walking here on the lawn not far away.

"Dad, where's your keg?"

A slender, handsome boy, looking about seventeen or eighteen years old, wears a brown mid-length laid-back tweed coat, dark blue jeans, and white sneakers. Staring at the oncoming man, he only had an empty fishing rod in his hand, no fish, no bucket.

"Give it away. Why are you here, Xiao Nan? The one who replied was the fisherman who was discussing fish and buckets with He Shiling just now, and looked left and right, "What about Xiaoyao?" “

"He's behind," Ke Mengnan looked at his father, heh, and diverted the topic again, "Who is the keg for?" ”

"Na-" The angler pointed to the person sitting by the water by the weeping willow not far away, yo, the person is still there.

"Acquaintance?" Ke Mengnan looked in the direction and saw the silhouette of a short-haired girl with a beige coat, who looked like she should be a student.

"I don't know, but, I'll know later." Ke Chengzhi smiled, patted the shoulder of the person in front of him, and walked away very chicly, regardless of the still confused gaze.

So casual, just give it away? It doesn't quite look like his old father's style.

Ke Mengnan watched his father leave, the small bucket, Lin Xiaoyao has been grinding since the winter vacation, but he has not been able to do so.

This bucket, he has an identical one, or when he was admitted to Lingnuo High School in the summer of the third year of junior high school, his father made it and gave it to him, and after a whole summer vacation, he found out the meaning of the small bucket that his father gave him. It is said that there is another one, which was given to whom, but the father did not mention it, and he did not ask.

Later, he still knew that during the winter vacation of his sophomore year of high school, he inadvertently chatted with his homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher Song Yi, and found that Mr. Song mentioned the principle of wooden barrels and said that he had a short barrel. Mr. Song is their idol: handsome, humorous, knowledgeable, mentor and friend. Teacher Song was ashamed.

But this third barrel was sent away like this? Ke Mengnan had some doubts in his heart, looked at the people by the lake not far in front of him, and decided to take a look at what kind of person he was.

When I walked along the road around the lake to the cobblestone path that turned to the lake, I found that a familiar figure walked to the side of the person who was sitting, and after a closer look, it was Mr. Song!

Could it be that she is also a student of Ling Nuo?

"Hey—why are you here?" Lin Xiaoyao came over on a bicycle from behind, "I said that I was waiting for me at the entrance door, if Uncle Ke hadn't told me, I would still be waiting for you stupidly." ”

"Hey, I'm talking to you, what are you looking at?" Lin Xiaoyao put down the car, walked in front of Ke Mengnan, glanced at him, and followed his line of sight, "Hey, isn't that Teacher Song?" Hey—"

"Stop." Ke Mengnan stopped Lin Xiaoyao, "Didn't you see anyone next to you?" Let's go. ”

"Hey——, where are you going?" Lin Xiaoyao went to push the cart and rode over, "Do you want me to carry you?" ”

Ke Mengnan smiled, pushed the back seat of the car hard, and the car drove forward along the downhill Huanhu Road......