Chapter 983: Fishing

The old men didn't touch the spring water with their ten fingers at home, but they were quite grounded when they went out. At this moment, they took the big cabbage from Song Qiao Song Qiao's arms and gathered together to prepare to act.

It's just—

"This cabbage is really big!"

"It's okay." Song Qiao Song Qiao blinked: "We eat two of this kind of rounder cabbage in one meal, it's not big."

Thinking about it, he felt a bit regretful: "Grandpa, why didn't you come in the summer? There were so many pumpkins, we couldn't finish them. If you had come, you would have definitely eaten a big pumpkin in one meal."

He cut pumpkins and dried pumpkin strips later, and his arms were so tired!

Yes, why didn't they come in the summer? Everyone looked at Secretary Zhu.

Secretary Zhu:...

She decisively changed the subject: "What fish are we eating tonight? Grass carp, white fish, or crucian carp? Or silver carp?"

Song Qiao Song Qiao took a stainless steel basin and placed it among the grandfathers, watching them clumsily break the cabbage leaves one by one, and then break them into uniform small pieces, which made him very satisfied.

He moved very fast, and at this moment, as if he had found a companion, he dragged out a small basket of cleaned radishes from the side.

There was no one who would have a bad feeling about such a simple-minded child, and everyone laughed. And Old Zhu on the side broke a few cabbage leaves, and soon leaned over again.

"Grandpa Zhu, Secretary Sister said you are greedy, you have to watch him so he doesn't eat too much. You can't scrape radish shreds!"

Speaking of which, I also love fishing, but I love empty-handed fishing more. The former is personal will, and the latter is independent of personal will.

Even took the initiative to talk:

"It's in time." Song Tan looked at Zhang Zhang Yanping: "Brother Zhang Yanping, take out the fishing rods and such, and dig two earthworms for them by the way."

"Originally, I was going to eat braised dried fish tonight. But there is still time now, if they are willing to go fishing, catch them, clean them up, and we can eat them tonight."

Little Li practiced in his heart, and found that there were really only five very complicated movements, so he was instantly full of confidence.

"It's okay." Zhang Zhang Yanping had experience:

Song Tan and Wu Lan had nothing to do now, and they couldn't help but laugh when they saw everyone.

And the young, strong, thin-waisted, long-legged young men on the side stood helplessly, at a loss.

It's just that she also teased: "Grandpa Wang, you have to fish well! Otherwise, if everyone else catches big fish and you catch two loaches, there's no way to cook."

"Look, just put the hook on the earthworm, then throw the hook into the pond, and when the float is pulled, just lift the fishing rod directly."

"I can't." Song Tan pressed his heart: "If you really don't catch it, we'll eat dried fish tonight according to the original plan, which was stored in the summer, and it's also very delicious."

"Why don't you do it?" Song Qiao Song Qiao looked at the cabbage again: "Do you want to break it too?"

"Look, there are only three or five steps in total, right?"

Therefore, he confirmed again: "Two big earthworms per person? One is enough, right?"

It seems there is really no other work to do.

Xin Jun was a bit reluctant—he also went when buying fish fry, and knew how much effort those original big fish had to grow to their current fat bodies, and it was very difficult to raise them.

It's still an hour before dinner, and fishing in the small pond at the door is enough time.

And everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the look at Song Tan was exceptionally warm.

"Yes," Old Li complained about him: "You didn't catch loaches, and many times you couldn't even catch loaches."

"No, no," Song Tan stopped him:

Song Qiao Song Qiao told the truth: "I'm afraid that everyone will catch a variety, and we won't be able to make a basin of vegetables tonight, so I just gave more bait."

Little Li had an honest personality, and at this moment he hesitated: "I haven't fished, I don't have any experience..."

If it weren't for the cold, his fishing enthusiasm wouldn't have been suspended.

"Do you often do these things at home?"

"Not often..." Song Tan thought carefully: "I only do it once or twice a day, and my dad, mom, Master Jiang, Grandpa Qi, Grandma Qi, and Aunt Lianhua will help me."

Song Qiao Song Qiao:... Understood, elderly version of Loach Brother.

Old Wang didn't eat radish just now, and now he felt a bit greedy when breaking cabbage leaves. For the sake of his old face, he spent a lot of effort to endure it!

"Okay! I learned it."

From their experience, one root definitely can't catch fish. But the problem is...

"But I can cut radish shreds!" He proudly straightened his chest: "If there weren't so many people today, I could cut the radish shreds myself, I cut them especially well!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone who was breaking cabbage and scraping radish was shocked, and then looked over with burning eyes.

But there are only three meals a day in total, and he does one or two meals every day... Is this still called often?

It happened that Zhang Zhang Yanping handed over the fishing rod, and he touched a rod without saying a word, and then greeted Little Li who had just finished scraping radish shreds and was washing his hands: "Hurry, you also take a rod, let's partner, we must catch the fresh fish tonight."

"Come, big brother, why don't you scrape radish shreds?"

That made other people who could fish feel very difficult to comment.

Song Tan thought for a while and suggested:

"What if the fish aren't caught when dinner starts? Won't there be one less dish tonight?"

Just, that step, it can't be said to be wrong, but why does it feel wrong when the other party says it?

They are all old friends for many years, is it appropriate to expose his shortcomings like this? Old Wang glared.

Song Tan also smiled: "Just for a while, there are many people, everyone can go fishing and try. It's just that there is everything in the pond at the door, but don't catch one kind each, there is no way to cook."

Old Wang still had some confidence, and at this moment he put down the cabbage in his hand: "Impossible, I have been fishing for so many years, and I have never caught a loach."

"Little Du," his eyes shone: "Let's swap, you come to break the leaves, and I'll scrape the radish shreds."

"Are you going fishing?"

No one answered Grandpa Wang's words, but the answers were all said. He pondered carefully, only feeling full of absurdity, and couldn't help but "hey" again.

He distributed the peeling knife and the shredder one by one, so that the young people wouldn't have nothing to do.

At this moment, he hurriedly asked: "Are we eating tonight? Can we make it in time?"

Zhang Zhang Yanping got up lazily, and before entering the warehouse, he looked at everyone's clothes and exhorted: "Pull the zipper and hat of the down jacket tight! It's still very cold by the pond."

Old Zhu was stunned, then laughed angrily: "I just want to help work, not to steal food."

He had a loud voice, and Song Tan's voice was even more innocent: "But there are so many people here, it's not stealing if you eat."

It's just that the cabbage and radish were scraped in a moment, and the stove in the house was burning brightly, and everyone didn't look very cold... ===== CHAPTER 984 =====