"Then I'll go to school tomorrow." Grandpa can understand Ling Er's mood, after all, he is a big child, how can he not understand anything? Therefore, he was not forced to study, but only let him relax for a day. Pointing to the doorway, he said, "There are earthworms on the dung heap, take a shovel and dig it yourself." ”

"I see." Take a shovel and head towards the dung heap. The only thing he has to grudge against his grandfather is why he didn't stop him when he named them in the first place!

Messing around with this unobtrusive couple!

Okay! His old son Ling Daikun, his mother Tao Chengyun, all have the same names, it is the turn of their five children, from Ling Yi to Ling Wu, they are about to make up a Ling Ling Qi family!

Every time I go out with my household registration book, I am faced with the strange eyes of others!

"Clumsy." The old man snatched the shovel from Ling Shuang's hand and went into battle in person.

Ling Er was so happy that he found an empty bottle of soy sauce, followed behind to pick up earthworms, and sprinkled some fine soil into the bottle from time to time, and after a while, there were fifty or sixty pieces in the bottle.

"Let's go." After Ling Er finished speaking, he took an empty bucket and went to the river with a bamboo pole and a soy sauce bottle.

This river is the Wadong River, which is a tributary of the Bi River, and its source is the Xianghongdian Reservoir and the Foziling Reservoir, and there are many fish and shrimp.

Idle is also idle, first make a little money, fish and shrimp, loach, yellow eel, can be exchanged for money, every morning at the market bridgehead there are people to collect.

But I can only catch shrimp in front of me.

As for loaches and yellow eels, there used to be many and they were easy to catch, but as for this, it was not very easy to catch, and it was more difficult to use his bare hands, so he had to have spare money to buy cages and nets, and the cheapest bamboo cage also cost eight cents a piece, which he could not afford in front of him.

When they got to the bottom of the big willow tree by the river, they tied earthworms to the lines and used them as bait.

Then he tied a wattle stick to the thread, which was used to make a fish float, and when the stick shook, it meant that a shrimp had been hooked.

Eight shrimp stalks were lined up at the same time, and it was okay to wait.

Habitually trying to touch a cigarette, empty pockets, nothing.

In a daze, he realized that he was not old enough to smoke.

The real smoking is to learn from good people after going to college, and following the smokers in the dormitory, it is natural to learn to smoke.

Shrimp fishing is generally a children's pastime, only when the children are on vacation, they will huddle together by the river, do this boring business, earn a few cents of pocket money, so as to exchange for a small rain or Tang monk meat.

There are no adults to do such meager things, even if you really want to make money from fish and shrimp, people have advanced tools!

It's either a cage or a net!

Advanced tools are the ones that generate productivity!

Because most of the children are in school today, Ling Er is the only one by the river.

The sun rises and gets hotter and hotter.

The earthworm began to work, and the shrimp pole slowly moved.

The red lobster was stupid enough to catch the earthworm bait, but it would not let go of its claws anyway, and when the pole was lifted into the bucket, they would not let go, and it would take two swings before they could let go.

As soon as the pole was lifted, the other poles were waiting to be collected, and the eight poles were busy, and in a short time the bucket was filled with shrimp.

"The situation is a big good, not a medium good, not a small good, but a big good." He crossed his waist and stood on the riverbank, satisfied.

It was too late to get the bucket home, so he dismantled a woven bag that plugged the leak in the abandoned dam, and although it was half rotten, it was no problem to use it to hold shrimp.

At noon, he hid his pole in the barley and went home with a woven bag and a bucket.

"What are you busy with?" Ling Yi couldn't get used to his idle appearance.

"Hey, don't look at me with this look, tell you, you can eat and drink spicy food in the future, but you can count on me, pay attention to your attitude!" Ling Er weighed it with a scale first, "Eight catties, hey, what are you doing?" ”

He hurriedly snatched the bucket from his sister's hand.

"Feed the ducks." Ling Yi said angrily, "Otherwise, what are you doing?"

"I said Boss Ling, your brain is getting worse and worse, it's all money, I'll send it to the bridge tomorrow morning, and I'll get three yuan." Ling Er was a little complacent, "I'm making money, making money!" I don't even know how to spend it. I buy a Nokia with my left hand and a Motorola with my right hand, and I change my phone number every day with PHS..."

"It's so little..."Ling Yi couldn't laugh or cry.

"Mind my business." He poured all the lobsters into a large basin of water, poured a layer of water on them so that they would not dry out, and then put them on a cooler door. With a full sense of accomplishment, he sat down at the dinner table and said with satisfaction, "The food is good." ”

Pickles mixed with tofu residue, scrambled eggs with green peppers, ordinary home-cooked dishes in the countryside.

Ling stomped his rice bowl in front of him and said, "Don't be busy, go to school early tomorrow morning." ”

"Okay." Ling Er only agreed, in fact, he had his own plans, he would not go to school for the time being, although he was at the critical juncture of the third year of junior high school, but for a reborn person like him, the high school entrance examination was a pediatric, and he was in time for a temporary cramming.

Grandma pulled Xiao Wu into the door, looked at the shrimp in the pot, and then said to Ling, "It's cooked, and then give it to the duck to eat, otherwise it will be pricked." ”

"I'll sell it for money, and the bridge head will cost three cents a pound." Of course, Ling Er did not hesitate to object.

Grandma said, "You don't need to make money, even if you go to school, you two are missing?" ”

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about it." Ling Er said, "You two, don't worry about it. ”

The main income in the countryside is farming, but the land of the grandparents has been divided among the three sons, and he only has one or two ration fields in his hands.

Of course, in addition to farming, most of the idle laborers also have a side job, which is to work on construction sites, but his grandfather is at this age, and he can't bear it at all.

What's more, the old couple has three sons, and they are all subsidized to him, and his aunts will definitely make trouble.

At noon, he didn't take a nap like everyone else, but still carried a shovel, carried an empty bucket, and took two woven bags to the river, and continued to carry out his fortune plan.

Chop a few tree sticks with a shovel and continue to make shrimp poles, so that after scaling up, he is already a little prince of lobsters with fifteen lobster poles!

People want to have lunch, and lobsters probably have to eat lunch too, and at this stall, he can't get out of his hand as soon as he goes down, one after another.

"Good girl, you're amazing, you have 10 pounds." Huang Guoyu carried a shovel to release water, looked at Wang Xigui's bucket, and weighed the woven bag, "Your duck can't eat so much, right?" ”

"Feed the ducks?" Ling Er gave him a look of contempt and said slowly, "It's all money!" ”

Huang Guoyu said, "How old are you kid?" Drill the money in the eye. ”

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