Finally, you don't have to worry about getting your clothes wet. Jin Shu took the fishing net from Zhao Hui with great interest, and squatted on the edge of the bamboo raft to catch fish.

There are a lot of fish and shrimp living in the Qingshui River, as well as snails that Jinshu used to earn the first pot of gold...... In addition, there is no one in the village who lives by fishing, so these fish and shrimp can reproduce in this river, resulting in their population increasing more and more.

As soon as Jin Shu went down, he caught a few small fish and a few small shrimps. There are not many of them, probably because the nets in her hand are not very large. But what she wants is just fun, and she doesn't care how much she really catches.

Zhao Hui skillfully took the fishing net from Jinshu's hand, poured the fish and shrimp inside into the bamboo basket, and then returned the fishing net to her. The two cooperated with each other very tacitly, leaving Song Qingyao alone to stare there. Before meeting, neither of these two people paid attention to herself, so she had to grit her teeth and insert herself between Jinshu and Zhao Hui.

"I want to play with this too!"

Jin Shu was a little impatient, but he still endured his temper and borrowed a fishing net from Zhao Yi and brought it to her. Song Qingyao took the fishing website to the other side of Zhao Hui, and began to learn to fish like Jinshu. However, the handle of her net was shorter, and even if she put her hand in the water, she couldn't reach the end, so she fished several times and still didn't catch anything.

Where can Song Qingyao, who has been held by her parents and brother since she was a child, stand this kind of grievance? After many successive failures, she threw the net in her hand in a fit of rage, and ran to the side and sulked. It's a pity that Zhao Hui didn't even look at her, this time it was in vain.

When Jinshu had finished playing and put down the fishing net in his hand, he turned around and saw Song Qingyao sitting silently at the end of the bamboo raft without saying a word. I don't know why, looking at her slightly lonely back, Jin Shu actually felt a little sympathy in his heart.

"Huh! Do you still want to play? I'll give you this! Jin Shu shouted at her back.

Song Qingyao turned her head suddenly, glared at Jinshu fiercely, and then turned her head back. Jinshu suddenly had the feeling of meeting a bear child. Seeing that she was silent, Jinshu had no choice but to put down the net.

The bamboo basket has been filled with most of the small fish and shrimp, and Jin Shu estimated it and felt that it should not be a problem to eat two meals. Although these little things don't have much meat, after they are fried in oil, they can be fried with chili pepper and other seasonings, and they are still fragrant and crispy as a small snack.

"I'll make spicy fish when I go back later, what flavor do you want to eat?" Jin Shu put down the bamboo basket and raised his face with a smile to ask Zhao Hui. Unconsciously, Zhao Hui's height has surpassed Jinshu by a large margin, and now if the two of them want to look at each other, Jinshu must tilt his head up.

Remembering that his height has not jumped so fast in the past few years, Jin Shu is quite unconvinced: obviously he eats the same things, why doesn't he grow up? Jin Shu muttered quietly.

Zhao Hui heard what she was muttering, and while she was curious, she didn't forget to answer the question in front of the brocade book, "I will eat whatever you want." ”

"Every time you say that." When asked, Jinshu guessed that he would answer like this. Although it's good not to be a picky eater, Jinshu still feels helpless.

Old General Xiao hasn't caught the fish yet, so I'm afraid it will be a little later to go back. The bamboo baskets were soaked in the river water with rope by the brocade book, and after the lid was closed, they could not escape, so as to ensure the freshness of the fish and shrimp.

There is room for the little girl in the countryside