Wang Dahai carried a bamboo basket on his back and staggered towards the neighboring village.

I heard that the fish within dozens of miles upstream seem to have been spelled, their tails can't shake, and their shark fins can't shake open, like frozen fish chiseled out when the ice breaks in winter......

Yesterday, a group of women were washing clothes by the river, and the widow Wang from a neighboring village was carrying a porcelain basin with red flowers in the upper reaches.

Speaking of Wang's widow, she is actually a cousin separated from Wang Dahai.

The matter of picking up fish was also told by the king's widow.

The mother's family is far away, and usually the widow Wang and Wang Dahai, the old cousin, also move around more, and someone takes care of them, isn't it right or wrong in front of the widow's door?

When her man didn't die, he used to be a petty official in the village, and he got a whole set of things for foreigners, such as foreign fires, foreign cars, and foreign porcelain basins.

Although the foreign car is expensive, she can't ride it, but the porcelain basin is the most useful.

The porcelain basin used by foreigners to wash their faces and feet is not broken, it does not leak, and it is slow to pour hot water to cool it.

In fact, in addition to washing clothes, the widow Wang was reluctant to use this porcelain basin at other times, that is, she brought three or two pieces of rotten clothes and pants for others to see.

"Sister~, come to do laundry again?"

Two women with wooden basins and squatting on the river rocks to beat their clothes with sticks saw the widow and greeted her from afar.

"yes, isn't it summer? Sweating a lot, you have to change frequently~"

The porcelain basin in the widow's hand was held high, and those who didn't know thought they had brought a cornucopia.

In this poor and remote country, there is a foreign gadget that is used to save face.

How many pieces of foreign fire also need a box, who is willing to use it except the village chief?

"Your porcelain basin is really good, it hasn't changed for a year"

"Although foreigners are bad seeds, things are really easy to use!" The widow nodded triumphantly.

The little feet walked all the way up along the waterline, and the porcelain basin she carried was used for washing clothes with "first" water on it, and the women did not dare to say more.

After enjoying enough praise, the widow squatted on the river stone and began to rub her clothes.

There are men who can make a washboard at home, and she can only rub it by herself, but fortunately, the clothes are washed frequently and are not dirty.

Poof!

A great stone fell from above, wetting / the king's widow's garment with blue flowers.

"Which bachelor is peeking at it?"

The widow was not angry, and wondered if someone had cast a secret signal and was ready to climb the courtyard wall in the middle of the night.

Can't think about a man if you're a widow?

The women who wash their clothes will be more or less splashed wet, and the men who are farming will pass by, and they will also have a rough face and squint at it.

Upstream across the bridge, the nearest widow Wang is also five or six feet away, and she can't see anything even if she is blind, but everyone likes this tune.

The widow was about to set up her clothes and wring them out and go home, when she saw a fish floating up with a white belly.

Dead fish are not clean, and if they do, it must be a problem with the water source.

This fish is different, floating on the river, "fluttering" a roll, and drilled into the river, but it didn't drill a few meters and had no energy, the fish belly was white, and it was dead.

Poof!

The water splashed again.

Then the widow realized that it was a fish, not a stone, that had fallen from the upstream.

"Someone sprinkled anesthetic?"

Taking advantage of the fact that the fish floated up with a white belly, the widow Wang grabbed the porcelain basin and fished it, and the fat fish of more than six taels was still fluttering in the porcelain basin.

Since it's not a dead fish, catch more and make more money, and regret it if you catch less.

In a short time, more and more fish fell downstream.

On this day, the peasant women who did the laundry returned with a full load.

Cooking smoke rises and the aroma of fish/meat wafts through the village.

……

After walking for a few miles, Wang Dahai, who was hanging a basket on his shoulder, finally came to the neighboring village.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Stomach trouble!"

The man with the hoe walked halfway, threw the hoe and ran into the grass, then unbuckled his belt and squatted.

The stench of poofs chokes.

"No shame"

Wang Dahai raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and pinched his nose, he was a lazy man, and he had never done anything like defecation anywhere.

"It's bad for my stomach, ouch~"

On the other side of the road, in the grass, a man came out with his pants up.

"What's wrong with your village? Dula dysentery? ”

"I don't know, I guess it's a pest in my stomach, so I have to let the girls at home dry some pumpkin seeds, ouch yo ......"

"So bad? I can't eat it."

Shook off the idea of going to the widow's house for a meal.

Wang Dahai adjusted his pace faster, and encountered many people with diarrhea along the way, and those who couldn't find the grass simply took off their pants on their fields/Suddenly, the fat and water did not flow into the fields of outsiders.

When I came to the river, there were many people waiting for the fish, all of whom were from the neighboring villages who had received the news.

The fish disaster is also a good saying, and there are not more than a dozen of them floating in an hour.

The fish are not small, and they don't know what is happening upstream.

"Hey, well!"

Wang Dahai scurried upstream, threw the basket into the river, and tied a thick hemp rope to the basket at one end and tied to his waist at the other.

Take a daze on the shore and take a nap.

Pull up the basket, there are more than a dozen fat fish alive in it, and I want to swallow saliva when I look at it.

It's strange that these fish don't jump out when they enter the basket.

The lazy man has the reason of the lazy man, Wang Dahai grabbed half a basket of fish and put it away, waved his hand at the man who had piled up three baskets of fish under the river and didn't have his hand, shook his sleeves and turned away.

"The silk blows to the courtyard

Rippling spring like a line.

Stop for a long time

Didn't steal half of the water

The colorful clouds of the tease. ”

After catching the fat fish / meat, Wang Dahai was happy and provoked a high profile, singing "Dream in the Garden", tiptoeing on the outer eight.

The Kunqu opera excerpted from "The Peony Pavilion" was Wang Dahai's earlier trip to the provincial capital, and it happened that Dalong Dashuai married his wife and set up a stage, and happened to listen to it.

He didn't sing in a tune in his mouth, and the song didn't go well, but he was happy in his heart.

Who wouldn't be happy to pick up a dozen big fat fish for nothing?

Walk and rest, and when I returned to the entrance of the village, I saw Ah Hao scratching his head and walking around the entrance of the village.

"Hao, what's wrong?"

"Uncle Wang, there's nothing ......"

Ah Hao was a little embarrassed.

"I bought the fish for my master, but I lost it"

"Aren't you on a rope? What's the matter? ”

Ah Hao said hesitantly: "That, let the sunspot take it"

Kuroko is a black dog raised by a Meidao family, but after a little zombie came to the house, the black dog was led to another house.

Ah Hao also went to see it often, and he didn't think that the black dog had robbed him of his fish today.

"Just lost the fish? I thought it was a big deal! ”

Wang Dahai slapped his chest, dragged the shoulder basket and smashed it on the ground, and opened his mouth one after another fat fish.

Ah Hao's eyes lit up, "You are developed, Uncle Wang"

"What else do you need to say?" Wang Dahai urged, "Hurry up and catch two, I still have to go back to raise water." ”

"Uncle Wang, when are you going to pick up fish? Piggyback on me? ”

Ah Hao was not stupid, he caught two small fish that were similar to the ones he had lost, pulled off a few grasses on the side of the road, and skewered the fish, for fear of being seen by a person with a single eyebrow.

"I'll go back and rest first, tomorrow morning."

It's time for the lazy man to go back to sleep.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang, I'll go back first, it's almost an hour, my master is definitely angry!"

"Jog, don't lose the fish again"

Wang Dahai picked up the fish basket on his back, put on the song of "The Peony Pavilion", and staggered home.