The old fishermen sat quietly around the pond, forming a world of their own.
Song Tan came to clean up the disposable porridge bowls they had placed in the stainless steel basin, and watched another person solemnly lift up his fishing rod. In the end, he caught another small minnow the size of a thumb, which shone with colorful light in the morning sun, and he almost laughed out loud.
It's her fault, actually.
If she hadn't set up the traps those times, there would have been no one fishing in this pond for a long time, and at least ten people would not have ended up with nothing in the morning.
But now, the fish know that there are better things waiting for them, and they are obviously not interested in the bait thrown from the shore.
However, Song Tan believed that the fish brains in the water would not last too long and it would not be long before a harvest would be produced.
If there really is nothing to harvest... Oh my, with ten people coming to weed for the first time, isn't it a bit too much of a harvest
Why not sell some expensive bait yourself
At this moment, a cheer of ecstasy was heard:
"I caught it! I caught it!"
She turned her head and saw that the four-digit fishing rod was swung with great force, and a small crucian carp about ten centimeters long was pulled out of the water in mid-air and was bouncing continuously.
She turned her head back guiltily.
Ten people, nearly five hours, harvested a small crucian carp...
It must be because they don’t have good skills!
It’s not her fish pond’s fault!
Song Tan ran away in a hurry, but this little crucian carp cheered up everyone else—
The old fishermen can catch anything except empty-handed. But they have been sitting there for hours, and they can't just use minnows and wheat ears to make up for it.
The sacrifice of this fish now represents that their level is still there, and there is great potential for development in this pond before them!
Everyone was suddenly filled with pride, and no longer worried about disturbing the fish, they simply shouted:
"Brothers, we are old now. We can't just squat in the fields and pull weeds, right? We have to work harder!"
Pulling grass is a small matter, but losing face is a big matter.
Everyone looked at each other. Because of the crucian carp coming ashore, tensions began to rise between the brothers who were originally friendly.
At Old Song's house, Aunt Lianhua quickly packed up the pots and pans, and went back with the porridge and two buns.
It turned out to be better to work. She was busy in the morning at home, so she just made some noodles or pancakes to eat. Now it was her first meal at work, and she wanted to eat four buns in one meal.
How come the food they make is so delicious
The old lady will definitely enjoy her meal when she gets home.
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 gate of the yard to bask in the sun.
"Come and have breakfast."
She was not born to be a soft-spoken person, and she always spoke loudly. Fortunately, the old lady was used to it, and now she asked with a smile:
"Is the work heavy?"
"If it's not too heavy, just do more. I don't have much to do at home."
After being paralyzed for so long, the old lady had a noticeable lack of energy when speaking and looked very sick.
Aunt Lianhua snorted, "What do you mean nothing? I have to clean you, change your clothes, wash your clothes, and help you go to the toilet... I'm busy!"
Then he handed the bowl over and said, "Eat quickly! You haven't eaten the meal made by the cousin of the Song family in many years, right?"
The old lady's lower body is paralyzed, but she can still sit and eat.
I drank the porridge slowly. After drinking the hot porridge early in the morning, I felt warmed from the inside out.
Then he took another bite of the soft bun.
Her teeth weren't that good, but they weren't bad either. As she chewed the buns, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes:
"It's delicious... Lotus, I am a burden to you as an old woman."
"Why are you saying this?" Aunt Lianhua snorted and took out a piece of toilet paper from her pocket to wipe her tears: "If it tastes good, just eat more. Why are you crying?"
As he said this, he put the toilet paper back into his pocket and went to sweep the yard with a broom.
There are several trees behind the house, and leaves often fall from them. She likes cleanliness, so she sweeps the trees whenever she has nothing to do.
"Old lady, you should eat and drink as you should. Don't think too much. I got your house, right? I didn't lose anything."
That's what she said, but a woman's youth was wasted like this, and in return she got a worthless house in the countryside...
The old lady knew what was going on.
At this moment, I advised her: "Don't stay at home. Go do more work for him and build some relationships. If I leave and he comes back to cause trouble, you will have someone to help speak up for him."
This "he" refers to the old lady's son. Whether a child is filial or not, the old people 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 get it. They caught a lot of fish today, I'll go help clean them up later."
Only then did the old lady continue eating with peace of mind.
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Aunt Lianhua did what she said. After cleaning up the house, she rushed over.
At this moment, seeing Song Sancheng and his seventh cousin sitting on a bench and slowly cleaning the fish, he squeezed over without saying a word.
"I'll do it, I'll do it!"
It was a basin of small white fish, about ten centimeters long. This kind of fish is very small. If it is dried, whether it is stewed with sauerkraut or braised, it will taste crispy and fragrant, and the bones can be chewed into crumbs.
There is no need to pick out the bones and the fish still tastes delicious, so it is very popular.
Aunt Lianhua skillfully held the large kitchen knife, lightly scratched the fish's belly, and then reached inside with her finger, and all the internal organs were cleared out.
Even Song Sancheng felt a little embarrassed by the speed.
"His aunt, didn't we agree that your job is to wash the pots and dishes? You don't have to do this... Doesn't the old lady at home need someone to look after her?"
"What's the big deal!"
Aunt Lianhua said straightforwardly: "It was the old lady who asked me to come and help. When I left, I put a straw hat on her. She was sitting in the yard basking in the sun."
She also wore a big jacket on her body. When it got hot, the old lady could just put the jacket aside with a little effort without affecting anything.
Song Tan went to sit in on Qiao Qiao's class for a while, and just as he left the room he heard these words. He then looked at how swiftly Aunt Lianhua moved, and how Uncle Seven and Song Sancheng were sitting there with nothing in their hands...
Actually, I really need someone to help me.
She looked into the fish pond, picked up her net and scooped out two nets full of small fish:
"Aunt Lianhua, fish can be cleaned anywhere. If you don't mind the trouble, I can take the fish back to your house to clean it and then send it back to you. It's the same."
I don’t know if I can keep doing this kind of work in the future. If I continue to be so diligent, then it’s time to talk about a raise.
Then, Song Tan looked at Song Youde again:
"Grandpa, why don't you drive this basin of fish to Aunt Lianhua's house?"
Song Youde was full of energy and agreed loudly: "Don't worry, I have steady driving skills!"
He was worried that his small old tricycle was of no use!