On the way back from the village, Wu Yuan found that the rainfall this time was really not small.

Many places on the road are overflowing, and even fish and shrimp occasionally swim by, but they are not large.

Looks like you don't expect to get a good night's sleep tonight, and get ready to listen to the frogs until dawn.

was thinking about the frog, but when Wu Yuan returned home, he saw a frog corpse hanging between the two red bricks of his house.

Worn on a thin branch, all skinned.

Among them, there were one or two slightly larger ones, which were obviously toads.

It's cruel.

This kind of thing, except for Zhong Wenqiang, there is no one else.

Sure enough, Wu Yuan stood outside the courtyard and called Zhong Wenqiang out, and the kid immediately frowned and stopped talking.

Wu Yuan went back to the house and turned out the fishing line and hook, found a slightly longer bamboo pole to wrap around, and commanded Zhong Wenqiang: "What are you doing in a daze, don't you bring those poor frogs with you?" ”

Xiong Wu hurriedly stood up: "Uncle, I'm going too." ”

"Okay, you pick up a bucket."

Xiong Wen watched his brother move, and he was about to get up, but Wu Yuan pointed at him and said, "You can't do it, stay with your family honestly." ”

As soon as he heard this, Xiong Wen's half-raised body sat down again.

Wu Yuan didn't go far with his two children, passing through the rice field ridge in front of his house, which was a horizontal gravel road.

To the south of the gravel road is a canal more than three meters wide, and at its widest point it is more than five meters.

On the south bank of the canal, there is another endless rice field.

"That's it."

Xiong Wu stopped ignorantly, while Zhong Wenqiang had the insight to pluck a frog from a thin branch and hand it to his uncle.

Wu Yuan took it, put it on the hook three times and divided it by two, threw it casually, and took the hook.

Just wanted to ask Zhong Wenqiang, after catching so many frogs there, Wu Yuan felt that there was a fish bite.

Lifting the bamboo pole, a black fish jumped out of the water and swooped down.

Wu Yuan stretched out his hand and copied it, grasped it firmly in his hand, and while unloading the black fish, he took advantage of it and looked like five or six catties.

The fisherman's start is off to a good start.

Put the black fish up with straw and give it to Xiong Wu to carry.

Zhong Wenqiang was still not at ease, and repeatedly advised: "You hold it, don't let it run away." ”

Xiong Wu Urn let out an angry sigh, and his two eyes were staring at the black fish, staring at it with wide eyes.

Second hook.

Wu Yuan didn't bother to wear the bait by himself, so he left it to Zhong Wenqiang to do it himself.

I didn't expect this kid to dress decently, and at first glance, he didn't have less skin at home.

Wu Yuan threw the bamboo pole, and with a skill, the hook was thrown far away, and gradually sank and sank......

Just about to take a break from the situation, hey, it's biting again!

Wu Yuan mentioned the bamboo pole.

As a result, the strength was too small, and the black fish was dragged in the water for a while.

Hey, I don't believe it yet.

This will be enough to mention it, and look at the size of the fish.

Boy.

It has to be about ten pounds, right?

Thank you for nature's bounty!

However, such a big fish, if you are not careful, it will end up with the rod breaking and the fish slipping.

Wu Yuan could only hold his strength and control the rhythm to lift to the shore.

After a long time, I finally copied it in my hand, and even the straw rope that passed through the fish's mouth was twisted several more strands, otherwise I really couldn't hold it.

Handing it over to Xiong Wu to carry.

This kid took advantage of it, and almost slipped away without mentioning it.

The last two strokes were not so lucky, and they hung two thumb-thick yellow eels.

I heard that people who are pregnant with early pregnancy should not eat this thing.

As for whether Yang Luoyan's body can eat now, Wu Yuan can't figure it out, and he doesn't bother to ask.

Just keep it and give it away.

A row of seven frogs, caught three black fish, four yellow eels.

Only the toad, which had been eaten and wiped clean by something, had not caught anything.

Even so, the harvest is not small.

Wu Yuan even wondered if these black fish were running out of the fish pond of Aunt Dai's house next door over the road.

On the way back.

Wu Yuan solemnly warned: "If you don't follow me in the future, if you dare to run to the river to play, I will break your legs." Do you hear that? ”

Zhong Wenqiang was frightened.

Uncle is not like his father, he really dares to do it.

Xiong Wu nodded hurriedly, and took the opportunity to peek at Zhong Wenqiang a few times.

Back home.

Wu Yuan picked out the ten-pound black fish and began to deal with it, and the rhubarb wagged his tail and watched from afar, eagerness with a dog's face.

When the black fish was cut into thin and consistent fillets, Wu Yuan left with the fish fillets, and Rhubarb finally dared to approach and feasted happily.

Zhong Wenya, who had watched TV for a long time, ran over: "Uncle, what are you going to do?" ”

Wu Yuan pretended to be mysterious and said: "Uncle will show you a hand today, so that you can see what is called the level of a state banquet-level chef." ”

What is the level of the state banquet?

Where do the children know, anyway, it sounds unclear.

Yang Luoyan looked at the fish fillet, and didn't need to ask more, just turned around and said to Lin Miaomiao: "Miaomiao, it's time to make oil tomorrow." ”

Zhong Wenqiang volunteered: "Auntie, I'll fight tomorrow." ”

Yang Luoyan was still a little hesitant.

Zhong Wenqiang further emphasized: "The oil, salt, sauce and vinegar at home are all made by me. ”

Seeing Wu Yuan nodded, Yang Luoyan agreed: "Okay." ”

At dinner, a pot of boiled fish with stinging oil splashes was served, and the portion was more than that of Yang Luoyan last time.

After all, three or four catties of fish fillets are all in the pot, how can it?

Even so, Yang Luoyan couldn't get off the chopsticks.

She couldn't rob these gobbling kids.

Wu Yuan didn't care.

In the past, when he was single, with these children, he had to rely on grabbing to eat.

Don't take any of your uncle's panaches.

That's just looking for hunger.

But this time, Wu Yuan grabbed it for a long time, and gave it all to Yang Luoyan.

Everyone was full at one meal, except for Wu Yuan.

After washing the dishes and washing the pots, everyone squeezed into Simmons' bed to watch TV.

Then one by one, the children went to the yard to take a bath.

Xiong Wen couldn't wash it, so he let Xiong Wu take it.

Zhong Wenya, who is about the same age as Xiong Wen, is obviously more precocious.

Resolutely refused Lin Miaomiao's help and insisted on washing it by himself.

Wu Yuan didn't care, and he also pulled Yang Luoyan and didn't care.

It's just that after this group of leather kids finished taking a shower, they began to snatch control of the TV.

This one depends on this, and that one depends on that.

Quarrelsome.

By the time Wu Yuan was transferred to the central news network without saying a word, everyone was honest.

As soon as nine o'clock passed, the children fell asleep one by one.

All that was left was the sound of frogs outside.

The next day, Wu Yuan met the two masters introduced by Master Chi in the workshop.

One surnamed Zhang and the other surnamed Chen, both of whom are thirty-five or sixteen years old.

Wu Yuan casually tested their eyesight and skills.

It turned out that Master Zhang's hands were significantly less stable than Master Chen's.

The eyesight is even worse.

After giving Master Zhang a pack of cigarettes on the spot, he said to Master Chi, "Master Chi, help deliver it." ”

The two walked outside the village.

"See, although my boss is young, his eyesight is not bad. You gamble all day long, your craft is like this, and you still want to fool him? ”

"How do you know if you don't try? At least mixed with a pack of cigarettes. ”

Master Chi waved his hand, only to feel that this guy was really pitiful.

I didn't know how much opportunity I had missed, and I was glad that I was just a pack of cigarettes.

The boss doesn't look down on him.