Chapter 176

The veteran anglers sat quietly around the pond, forming a world of their own.

Song Tan came to tidy up the disposable porridge bowls they had placed in the stainless steel basin, watching as another person solemnly cast their rod, only to harvest yet another thumb-sized bitterling that shimmered with seven-colored light in the morning sun, almost laughing out loud.

Come to think of it, it was her fault.

If she hadn't set those fish traps those few times, this pond hadn't been fished by anyone for a long time, and there's no way ten people would have come up empty-handed in one morning.

But now, the fish all know that there are better things waiting for them, so they were clearly uninterested in the bait thrown from the shore.

However, Song Tan believed that with the brains of these fish in the water, they probably wouldn't hold out for too long, and it wouldn't be long before there was a harvest.

If they all really came up empty-handed... oh my, ten people coming to pull weeds on the first try, wouldn't that be too much of a harvest?

Should she sell some high-priced bait herself?

Just then, she heard a cheer of ecstasy:

"Caught it! Caught it!"

She turned her head to look and saw a four-digit fishing rod swung with dominance; a small crucian carp about ten centimeters long was pulled out of the water in mid-air, constantly flicking.

She turned her head back with a guilty conscience.

Ten people, nearly five hours, and a total harvest of just this one small crucian carp...

It must be that their skills are not good enough!

It's not her fish pond's fault!

Song Tan hurried away, but this small crucian carp made everyone's spirits soar—

Veteran anglers can catch anything, but they cannot return empty-handed. But they had been sitting there for hours; they couldn't just use bitterlings and minnows to make up the numbers at the end.

Now, the sacrifice of this fish meant that their skills were still there, and the pond in front of them had great potential!

Everyone was filled with passion, and now they weren't afraid of disturbing the fish, simply shouting aloud:

"Brothers, we're at this age, we can't really squat in the fields to pull weeds, right? We have to put in some effort!"

Pulling weeds is a small matter, losing face is a big one.

Everyone looked at each other; because of the landing of this crucian carp, the brothers who were originally harmonious began to be at daggers drawn.

And at the Old Song family, Aunt Lianhua quickly cleaned up the pots and pans, and went back with the porridge and two buns.

Sure enough, working is better; when she was busy at home in the morning, she would just make some flour paste or pancakes to eat. Now, this was just the first meal of work, and she wished she could eat four buns at once.

Why is the food made by others so delicious?

The old lady at home will definitely be happy to eat it.

The weather has been good recently, so Aunt Lianhua moved the old lady back to the wheelchair when she got home and placed her at the courtyard door to bask in the sun.

"Come and have breakfast."

She was not the kind of person who spoke in a soft voice, and she always spoke with a loud voice. Fortunately, the old lady was used to it, and she asked with a smile:

"Is the work heavy?"

"If it's not heavy, you should do more; I have nothing to do at home anyway."

Having been paralyzed for a long time, the old lady's voice was clearly lacking in energy, and she was in a sickly state.

Aunt Lianhua 'hummed': "What do you mean nothing to do? I have to wipe you, change your clothes, wash your clothes, help you go to the toilet... I'm busy!"

As she spoke, she handed the bowl over: "Eat quickly! It's the food made by that cousin of the Old Song family; how many years has it been since you've eaten it?"

The old lady was paralyzed from the waist down, but she could still support herself while sitting and eating.

At this moment, she slowly took a sip of porridge; the hot porridge went down in the early morning, and her whole body felt comforted from the inside out.

And then she took a bite of the soft bun.

Her teeth weren't that good, but they weren't bad either; as she chewed the taste of the bun, tears suddenly welled up:

"It's really delicious... Lianhua, I, this old woman, have dragged you down."

"Why are you saying that?" Aunt Lianhua angrily took a roll of toilet paper from her pocket to wipe her tears: "If it's delicious, eat more; why are you crying?"

As she spoke, she put the toilet paper back in her pocket and went to sweep the courtyard with a large broom.

There were a few trees behind the house, and leaves often fell; she loved cleanliness and had to sweep them whenever she had nothing to do.

"Old lady, you should eat and drink; don't think about messy things when you have nothing to do. Didn't I also get your house? I didn't lose out."

That's what she said, but a woman's youth was dragged down like this, and what she got in return was this worthless rural house...

The old lady knew it in her heart.

At this moment, she advised her: "Don't stay at home; go and do more work for others, build some relationships. In case I leave later and he comes back to make trouble, you'll have someone to help you speak up."

This 'he' refers to the old lady's son. Whether a child is filial or not, the elderly have a scale in their hearts. Just like Aunt Lianhua doesn't count on her own children now.

Aunt Lianhua was silent for a moment:

"Okay, I know. They have a lot of fish today; I'll go help tidy up in a while."

Only then did the old lady eat with peace of mind.

Aunt Lianhua kept her word; after tidying up at home, she hurried over.

At this moment, seeing Song Sancheng and Master Seventh sitting on stools slowly tidying up the fish, she squeezed over without a word.

"I'll do it, I'll do it!"

That was a basin of small white fish, only about ten centimeters long; this kind of fish is small, and if you dry it, whether you stew it with pickled cabbage or braise it in soy sauce, it tastes crispy and fragrant, and the bones can be chewed into dregs.

You don't have to pick out the bones, and it has the deliciousness of fish; it's so popular.

Aunt Lianhua skillfully took a large kitchen knife, lightly sliced the fish's belly, and then picked inside with her finger, and a mass of internal organs was cleared out.

This efficiency made even Song Sancheng feel a bit embarrassed.

"Auntie, wasn't it agreed that your job is to wash the pots and bowls? You don't need to do this... doesn't someone have to look after the old lady at home?"

"What of it!"

Aunt Lianhua said refreshingly: "It's just that the old lady told me to come and give a hand; I put a straw hat on her when I left, and she is sitting in the courtyard basking in the sun."

She also had a large padded jacket on her; when it gets hot, the old lady can move her hands and put the large padded jacket aside, which doesn't affect anything.

Song Tan went to listen to Qiaoqiao's class for a while, and just as she came out of the room, she heard this, and then looked at Aunt Lianhua's efficiency, and the way Master Seventh and Song Sancheng were sitting there with empty hands...

Actually, they really needed someone to help.

She looked into the fish pond, picked up a net, and scooped out two nets of small fish:

"Aunt Lianhua, you can tidy up the fish anywhere; if you don't mind the trouble, take the fish back to your house to tidy up, and send them over when they're done; it's the same."

She didn't know if this kind of work would maintain this state in the future; if she was always this diligent, then it would be time to talk about a raise.

Then, Song Tan looked at Song Youde:

"Grandpa, why don't you drive this basin of fish to Aunt Lianhua's house?"

Song Youde was in high spirits and agreed exceptionally loudly: "Don't worry, my driving skills are steady!"

He was just worrying that his old man's small tricycle had no place to be used!