Chapter 1122: You Only Want to Discuss This? [Romance can be skipped]

This time, when setting the fish traps, in order to take them away for his future son-in-law and the few strong young men, Song Sancheng bled his capital and used a lump of pork as bait!

Good heavens, the whole village was still surging with vast fog early in the morning, and he couldn't wait to put on thick rain boots, drive the tricycle, and bring Song Tan and Qiaoqiao to the pond.

After clearing the pond and selling fish once in the summer, the pond had been in a state of free-range for a full half-year. The added fish fry grew crazily, so much so that during the growth period, Zhang Wang's family had to throw pasture and such into it.

"It was too cold that day to call them to fish; I don't know if the fish inside have grown..."

Song Tan was full of confidence: "Our pond water quality is so good; in half a year, the crucian carp can grow to two taels. It's just right to get them to eat."

It's just a bit of a pity: "Two taels won't sell for much..."

Song Sancheng was stunned by this: "What? Are we selling our fish by the strip?"

Song Tan shook her head: "If it grows to one catty, can't I tell people it's been growing for several years!"

Qiaoqiao asked curiously: "Then who would ask this question? Can't the ones that only grew for half a year be sold?"

Ah, this. Song Tan remembered the wealthy Boss Chang nearby and the active Old Zhao nearby, and at this moment, she was silent.

But the fish couldn't persist for a while.

Qiaoqiao even laughed: "Can you make me some strawberry desserts when you come for the New Year?"

Lu Chuan said "Hmm," obviously having a plan in his heart.

Qiaoqiao was helpless, and could only slowly drag the fish trap to the shore under his constant signaling, and then resolutely refused when Song Sancheng tried to pour out the fish to film a video:

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Niu Jiangfeng was anxious: "Why do I feel it's so heavy? Could it be full?"

Accompanied by constant tightening, the fish trap in the water gradually emerged, followed by a heavy force...

The sweet fragrance of strawberries was too overbearing. Now that a new batch had matured, the entire enclosed space was filled with a rich aroma. If you didn't have self-control, you really couldn't control it.

Where was the fish trap heavy? It was clearly stuffed full!

Lu Chuan:...

"Stop talking nonsense." Lu Chuan said: "Hurry up and get a basket for Niu Jiang, and go pick strawberries."

He found a large basket, but was stopped by Qiaoqiao: "Take this packaging box. The guys might not eat it themselves when they take it back; they probably have to give it to others. The packaging box is more decent, and it preserves better."

The next moment, she closed her eyes.

That pair of eyes containing thousands of feelings looked straight at herself, her eyelashes fluttering, but her expression was calm.

But, indeed, we can't count on them.

"Crucian carp and grass carp can be raised. Tan Tan, you get them a few buckets; they can eat fresh ones for two days after taking them back—don't raise them for too long; they'll get thin if you raise them for too long."

Lu Chuan nodded, and then held a stack of packaging boxes and entered the shed with Qiaoqiao.

And then she looked at it carefully, and only then was she satisfied: "There are quite a lot of shrimp. Give Lu Chuan more later."

Song Sancheng thought about it: "The grass carp must be one catty! The white fish strips are probably quite a few... and shrimp, oh my, you all love eating shrimp; there are too many small shrimp in our pond!"

One Uncle has absolute authority in terms of eating, and even directed Song Tan to dig out pickled vegetables: "Pack a box for each of them; stir-fry these white fish strips with pickled vegetables, it's so appetizing! Pack some chili too!"

"Lu Chuan." Niu Jiang suddenly called him affectionately, and then looked over seriously: "We are about to part; do you only want to discuss this with me?"

"Yeah, yeah... when my father-in-law poured the tea he bought for me to the guests during the New Year... Woo! I must be the best son-in-law in the ten miles and eight villages!"

Song Sancheng nodded. A future son-in-law, that must be different from others.

"The big and small fish and shrimp inside are all mixed together. If you pour them on the ground, how will you clean them up later? There are a few more to collect together; you can film it properly when you go back."

"What are you persisting for!"

I've never seen such a big harvest in my life, so much so that he was instantly overjoyed, and then let go of his hand: "Tan Tan, Song Tan, you two hold on! I'll film a video!"

You got in the car, full of expectation: "I put meat in it; I don't know if there are any fish in the fish trap..."

Clearly it was a parting, but the group couldn't squeeze out a trace of sorrow; instead, they were busy and excited.

He also urged: "These shrimp won't live long after leaving the pond; even oxygenation won't work. It's still early; clean the shrimp first when you go back, and let Uncle One fry and bake them to take back."

"We two can't do this job." Qin Yun and He Kuang had self-knowledge: "The strawberries are so fragrant; if you ask us to pick them, we'll eat more than we pick... Come, come, come, you go, you and Qiaoqiao go, we'll do the odd jobs here."

"Hmm." Lu Chuan nodded: "I can, I've learned some recently, and I'll try it when I go back to the capital—is watermelon ice cream delicious?"

The two held a box in one hand and picked strawberries with the other. The yield of the new batch was obviously quite good. The two squatted behind the ridge, having quite a bit of fun in the harvest.

Uncle One pointed to their full harvest: "Clean the shrimp first, and I'll fry them while they're fresh. Also, clean these white fish strips; it'll be convenient to dry them and make them yourself later."

"Delicious!" Qiaoqiao recalled the taste, and couldn't help but nod.

Hot lips fell.

Rain boots stepped into the water by the pond, and the fish trap line pressed by the big stone was slowly collected by him.

Qiaoqiao could see his face getting closer and closer, and a faint red flew out on his skin, which was as white as hot jade.

"Fine."

"I don't dare to think about what my wife will praise me for when I take these ingredients back..."

You were a bit surprised, but it seemed as if you weren't that surprised. It was as if the sweet fragrance of strawberries filled your chest, and your whole person felt light.

Whose world of two is in the shed!

"Otherwise, don't talk about whether we can fit them in the car; how big is the kitchen in the city? I don't know. It's not good to clean up if it's fishy."

Qin Yun and He Kuang, who were rarely pulled up by Lu Chuan, were doing the odd jobs while tearful:

The next moment, he gently placed the packaging box in his hand on the ground, and then knelt on one knee, letting the damp soil gradually soak through his knees, but his body slowly leaned forward.

"Look at how reasonable the brothers are! Isn't this creating a world of two for you two?"

Niu Jiang didn't say a word, and dragged it back as soon as he started. Good heavens, it was Song Sancheng's turn to be speechless.

Watermelon ice cream is actually the best match for the stove, but unfortunately, this time it coincided with the pig slaughtering banquet, and there were too many things, so Lu Chuan didn't have time to make it carefully.

The local transparent green shrimp are like this, and there are so many of them. If you use a bucket to raise them, the trunk can't fit them at all, so it's better to clean them for easy carrying.

Time seemed to become slow at that moment.

But...

Lu Chuan was silent for a moment. ===== CHAPTER 1123 =====