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A small river three or four zhang wide flows down from the mountains in the distance, the sound of the water is murmuring, and the surface of the river shines with a golden luster in the reflection of the setting sun, exuding a faint warmth in the somewhat cold autumn.

On the low hillside two miles away from the riverbank, there are more than 30 families, with white walls and tiles, and smoke curling from cooking.

It seems that there has just been a rain, the road is wet, Li Laoliu at the head of the village is holding a harpoon, deep and shallow, and sticking it into the mud, followed by a little boy who looks no more than eight or nine years old, holding a net bag, walking and jumping, looking tiger-headed, quite pleasing.

It didn't take long to reach the front of the riverbank.

The so-called autumn rain and cold, the temperature by the river is much lower than yesterday, a cold wind blows, Li Lao Liu subconsciously shrunk his neck, tightened his collar, looked back at the little boy, saw that he was still in good spirits, stretched out his hand and rubbed his little head, showing a pleased smile.

Li Lao Liu is in his fifties this year, he was a bachelor when he was young, and he was only old in his forties, and he was very painful to his bones.

The river behind the small village is connected with a large river of hundreds of miles across several states, and there are many fish and shrimp that enter this tributary every year, especially in autumn, the fish body is close to the fat and swims down, and the experienced fishermen fork down is a big fish, and the harvest is often good at the end of the day.

The villages in the county town are not far away, half a day's work can be reached, and for most villagers, fish sales account for most of the income. Therefore, even though there is a large area of farmland behind the village, it is still dominated by fishing.

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Stopping at a flat place by the river, Li Laoliu put the harpoon in his hand aside, rolled up his trouser leg and waded into the water, bent down and groped under the water for a while, his face showed a hint of joy, and with a lift of his hands, he picked up a fish basket with a length of a foot from the shallow water by the river.

Whoa!

The water splashed, Li Laoliu shook the fish basket, and looked at it, the fresh shrimp and live crabs in the fish basket were jumping non-stop, and there were four or five small fish the size of the palm, mixed between the river shrimp, turning with difficulty.

"Dog, take it!"

Throwing the fish basket on the shore, Li Lao Liu clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Spread out the net pocket, if the harvest is good today, I will let your mother stew fresh fish soup for you when I go home in the evening." ”

"Okay!"

The boy named Li Liang remembered the wonderful taste of fresh fish soup, and immediately responded with joy, even forgetting about the fact that he had been emphasizing that his father should call him by his name.

Watching his son take the fish basket, Li Lao Liu smiled, picked up the harpoon, and waded into the depths of the river.

When the river was almost up to his thighs, Li Lao Liu stopped his steps, steadied his lower coils, squinted his eyes, and looked under the water through the sparkling river.

After about half a cup of tea, Li Laoliu's eyes were round, his mouth was "ho", the harpoon in his hand was inserted fiercely, and he immediately pulled it out, and a two-foot-long big fish jumped out of the water with a "poof", and the middle was pierced by the tip of the fork, and he kept struggling.

"Wow, what a big fish!"

Li Liang exclaimed in surprise, threw up his little feet and ran to the shallow water, and after carefully examining the fish, he applauded and cheered with joy on his face: "Dad, fish soup, there is fish soup to drink at night!"

"Stinky boy, what do you think, the fish will have to be sold in the market tomorrow, and when I fork a few more big fish, this one will be put in the net pocket first." Li Lao Liu scolded with a smile, gently pulled out the harpoon, and threw the fish into the shallows.

"Ahh ”

Li Liang's little face immediately showed a little disappointment, but thinking that there was at least hope in the future, after listening to what his father said, he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and immediately squatted down to pick up the big fish, reluctantly got up, and staggered towards the net.

After looking at it for a while, Li Lao Liu happily turned his back and began to stare at the movement under the surface of the water again, and after about half an hour, he put down the harpoon again and threw a big fish more than a foot long on the shore.

In the blink of an eye, nearly an hour passed, after the sky was completely dark, there were already seven or eight big fish coming out of the net pocket, Li Laoliu straightened up with a sore back, looked at the bruises on the tiger's mouth, and was hesitating to go home now, when he suddenly heard Li Liang's shout in his ears:

"Dad, look at the top, there's a big fish coming!"

"Big fish?" Li Laoliu's expression perked up, and he hurriedly turned around and looked upstream, but saw a huge black shadow seven or eight feet long slowly coming under the water surface more than ten zhang away, and it was impossible to see clearly under the dim sky, but Li Laohan was not a child, so he naturally knew that it could not be a fish.

Confused, he lifted the harpoon and took a few steps forward, his knee hitting the front end of the black shadow.

Li Lao Liu was stunned for a moment, felt the touch coming from his legs, immediately reacted, and hurriedly yelled at the shore: "Dog, it's not a fish, it's a human!

As he spoke, he threw the harpoon in his hand onto the shore, leaned down, and was about to pull the black shadow up, when he saw the water in front of him suddenly roll, and the underwater figure suddenly jumped up, toe a little above the water, and fell on the shore.

On the riverbank, before Li Liang woke up from his father's roar, there was an additional figure in front of him, and he subconsciously looked up, just in front of the other party's eyes.

He was handsome, pale, dressed in a plain white robe, and looked extremely weak, and he was a young man who was no more than twenty years old.

Looking at the young man in front of him blankly, and then at the corner of the fish basket that was trampled by the young man, Li Liang's little face was bitter, and he was about to say something, but after seeing this person turn around and look around the scene, he seemed to be relieved, and after exhaling lightly, the whole person withered, his legs were weak, and he collapsed to the ground straight.

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Thank you for the tips of "Lu Gongzi Zhiyang", "Mo Yuning" and "Morning Star Arangutan", thank you!

There is something to do during the day today, only this one is the change, and the three watches in the next two days will be compensated for tomorrow.

In addition, today's collection of this book has finally broken 2,000, so let's celebrate myself first. There's a popular recommendation for a pagination channel next week.,I've only been on this kind of pagination recommendation.,You can only see it in the Xianxia pagination drop-down for a long time.,As for the effect,It's basically no different from running naked.。 Two months have passed in a blink of an eye, and this book has 180,000 words, and it is really not easy to collect and recommend it all the way to so much, and there is still a distance from the shelves, I hope I can stick to it.