Before Song Zhen came, she dug two earthworms out of her vegetable patch.

At this time, they use earthworms as bait and sit by the river to fish.

After a long time, Song Hao didn't see the fish take the bait.

She clearly saw the fish eating the noodle dish...... Wait a minute...... Noodle dishes? Could it be that the fish here don't like earthworms and like to eat grass?

When Song Hao thought like this, her hand brushed over a young shoot of grass, and when she waited to lift it up again, there were already some tender and oily leaves in her hand.

She threaded one of them on a needle and dropped another pebble to increase gravity, and then put the hook down again.

When Song Yunshan came over, he saw Song Hao sitting on the bank of the river in a daze, his heart tightened, should this girl be looking for death again? Do you want to throw yourself into the river this time?

He stared at it carefully, and when he saw the simple fishing rod in Song Hao's hand, he laughed dumbly.

He limped over, and when he reached Song Hao, he said, "Are you fishing?" There are no fish in this river, you can't catch them. ”

Before the words fell, I saw Song Zhen's hand raised.

A few cotton threads have already thrown a live wicker fish up.

Song Hao caught the fish in surprise, and then carefully took the fish off, and then smiled at Song Yunshan: "Brother, what did you just say?" ”

Song Yunshan: "......" He dared to guarantee that Song Hao must have heard what he just said, and now he asked again, it was deliberate.

This sister of mine looks very well-behaved, but she is actually a ghost.

Song Yunshan glanced at Song Hao: "You are coincidental, where are there so many fish." ”

Song Hao has already determined that the fish just likes to eat the noodle dishes that she grew with the green mist.

Song Zhen put the noodle dish and earthworm on the fish hook together, which is called a two-pronged approach, regardless of what the fish like to eat, they have to be hooked.

Of course, more importantly, Song Hao doesn't want to expose her abilities.

But after a while, Song Hao raised the wooden stick again.

This time it was a palm-sized crucian carp that was hooked, if it was the wicker fish that was only the thickness of a finger just now, Song Yunshan would not care much about it.

But such a big crucian carp, Song Yunshan was happy to see it.

Song Yunshan didn't urge Song Hao to go back at this time, but sat down next to Song Hao.

It was getting dark, and Song Hao had run out of wild vegetables in her hands, and she hadn't forgotten to try it with ordinary weeds, and found that the fish was slow to take the bait.

She has been completely sure that it is the effect of her own green mist.

Song Hao looked at the moon that had reached the treetops, and said, "Brother, let's go back." ”

Song Yunshan nodded, carrying the bucket and walking back.

When I came, I said that I was going to fetch water, and when I went back, in addition to water, there were more than a dozen miscellaneous fish in the bucket.

Song Yunshan is right, there are no big fish in this river, most of them are wicker fish with the thickness of fingers, and the larger ones, Song Zhen only caught four crucian carp the size of a palm.

Song Zhen walked in front, and when she was about to enter the yard, she heard Song Pozi's scolding: "I just knew that I came back!" I'll let the wolf take you away!" ”

Halfway through the scolding, Mrs. Song saw Song Yunshan walking behind with a bucket, and she became even more angry: "Didn't you say to go get water?" Why do you still ask your brother to bring the water back! What a useless waste! ”

Song Zhen rubbed the corners of her forehead, Mrs. Song's scolding was purely a magic attack, which made people feel painless or itchy, but irritable and abnormal.

Song Zhen suddenly raised her head and smiled at Mrs. Song: "Milk, I have two pieces of news, one good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear?" ”

Mrs. Song stopped scolding, and then sneered, "What good news can you have?" Let's talk about the bad ones first! ”

Seeing that Mrs. Song was so easy to follow her words, Song Hao spread her hands while walking into the house, and there was a fish hook that Song Hao made with a needle quietly in her hand.

Mrs. Song stared at the needle for a while, and then came back to her senses: "Song Zhen! You little loser! Did you bend the needle? Do you know, this needle is a lot of money! ”

Saying that, Mrs. Song raised her hand and wanted to beat Song Hao.

Song Zhen dodged as soon as she bent down, and at the same time, Song Zhen said, "Milk, you listen to the good news first and then decide whether to beat me or not!" ”

"What good news do you have! Funeral thing! What kind of evil has our old Song family created! Mrs. Song scolded.

Miao was also in the house, she couldn't see that Song Hao deliberately used this needle to anger Song Pozi, she said helplessly: "Mother, it's me who is not good, I didn't put this needle away, Zhen'er is not sensible, don't worry about her." ”

"Am I careful? If I were careful, I should have stabbed this little mourner to death with this needle! "Mrs. Song's teeth are itching.

Song Yunshan had already come in with a bucket.

Mrs. Song took advantage of the light of the oil lamp to glance into the bucket, and saw something different, waiting to come over and take a look.

Mrs. Song looked surprised, "Yunshan, is this the fish you caught?" It's also brother and sister, look at your brother, look at you again! If people can catch fish, you will scourge things! ”

Song Yunshan coughed lightly and reminded Mrs. Song not to continue scolding, he began to embarrass his grandmother.

Song Zhen came over with a smile: "Milk, the good news I want to tell you is that I used this needle to go fishing!" I caught these fish! ”

The needle is not cheap, but it is definitely worth it for these fish.

The most important thing is...... This needle is made into a fish hook, and it can be recycled!

Mrs. Song looked at Song Yunshan in disbelief: "Yunshan, is it true that she said it?" Did she really get this fish? ”

Song Yunshan nodded.

Mrs. Song's old face turned red, and she looked at Song Hao's expression and became embarrassed, she waved her hand impatiently and said, "Hurry up!" Get out of here, I don't want to see you! ”

"! I want to eat fried fish tomorrow! Song Zhen raised her voice.

Mrs. Song sneered again and again: "Fried fish? I'll fry you in the pan, okay? Where do we have oil to make fried fish! I see that you are the eldest lady and you haven't woken up from your dream yet! ”

"Cook fish soup tomorrow." Mrs. Song rejected Song Hao's proposal with one vote.

Song Zhen came back to her senses at this time, she was hasty, and what Mrs. Song said is also very reasonable, the family is so poor, where is it willing to use fried fish?

She didn't wake up from a dream of the eldest lady, mainly in her previous life, although she was not a pampered eldest lady, but in her previous life, the whole people were well-off, and she was still very rich in basic survival materials, and she didn't recognize the status quo for a while.

Song Zhen is a person who knows how to change her mistakes, and after a reaction, she said: "Then listen to grandma!" ”

Song Hao's sentence is a grandmother, and the Song mother-in-law is impetuous, she really doesn't want to be this grandma for Song Zhen!