The herring weighed more than 40 catties, which was so big that the old and young fishermen in the vicinity were amazed.
"It can be sold for thousands of dollars!"
Jiang Wang was curious: "Is fish so expensive now?"
"It's not just meat." Grandpa Peng was also happy for them, waving his hands with a smile on his face: "You don't know, this herring can cut small stones out of its throat, as bright as a small emerald. Dogs have dogs and fish have them." Fish stones are good things to scare children."
Ji Linqiu knew what he was talking about was bone hyperplasia, so he smiled and didn't take it seriously.
In the distance, Peng Xingwang suddenly howled: "It hurts!!!"
The child caught a crab and forgot to take a net to scoop it up. Seeing that he was about to run away, he stretched out his hand to catch it, but it happened that two fingers were firmly clamped.
Jiang Wang suddenly remembered the same pain when he was caught when he was a child, and quickly walked over to put his hand in the water and tap the crab's back.
Peng Xingwang's eyes were red from being pinched, and he still looked at the crab: "Run away, I'm going to run away!"
"You can't eat a few pieces of meat when you catch crabs in summer." Jiang Wang couldn't laugh or cry: "Your claws are about to be pinched off, let's grow some snacks."
"It's hard for me to catch such a big one..."
After changing their clothes in the afternoon, they came out and found that there were village children helping to chop firewood in the small courtyard.
Jiang Wang suddenly became interested, and told his grandma that he wanted to cook a meal with the firewood, so he rolled up his sleeves and went to follow.
Ji Linqiu wiped his hair and came over to look at it.
"Come on, let's play together."
Ji Linqiu groaned, like a good student being called away by school gangsters, and followed him to put wooden blocks beside him.
"boom!"
"Snapped!"
"It's crooked, let it go again!"
"boom!!"
Jiang Wang tends to get carried away when he relaxes, and suddenly he has a sense of rhythm while doing farm work, and he opens his mouth to sing: "Ding Ding—"
Ji Linqiu answered the second half of the sentence naturally: "Dixie."
"Pull~pull~"
"Wave."
The two sang together tacitly: "Teletubbies~~Teletubbies~~"
"say hello!"
Peng Xingwang, who came down to get his things, stood at the stairs with a complicated expression on his face.
Jiang Wang came back to his senses and coughed with a straight face.
The child mercilessly demolished the stage: "I have stopped watching this a long time ago, you are naive."
When Peng Xingwang left, Ji Linqiu tapped Jiang Wang: "What are you taking?"
"... You also sang very energetically."
Otherwise, the big herring would be chopped into pieces with a big knife and eaten twice. The belly and back were mixed with rice noodles and dripped with balsamic vinegar and steamed in a pan. The fish head and tofu were stewed slowly over low heat.
The tofu is so tender that it breaks when you touch it, and it is smooth and tender in the mouth when it is cooled, like some kind of fairy delicacy.
Jiang Wang didn't do much fishing during the day, and finally released all the small fish fry in the basket, and now he was so satisfied with drinking that he forgot to eat.
"Try this! The steamed pork ribs are very delicious!"
Grandpa Peng specially asked Peng Xingwang to take a photo with Mr. Ji while holding up his camera, and when they were done, grandpa and grandson praised him while drinking soup together.
"Everyone in the east of the village knows about it today. Don't look at the teacher's gentleness, he is good at fishing!"
The two unknowingly ate until they were full, and they didn't notice it at all when they ate. They slammed down their chopsticks wherever they smelled, and turned their heads to put down the bowl, only to realize that they were so full that they couldn't stand up.
Peng Xingwang volunteered to take them for a walk along the embankment.
The scenery there is very good, although it is night, but you can see the fireflies flying in the forest, and you can also blow the cool river breeze.
They walked slowly on the dim river embankment, and from time to time, a long line of light and shadow from a small tricycle or motorcycle passed by, like a bat with glowing wings.
Jiang Wang is very familiar with this road that he walked many times when he was a child. He even now remembers where the stones can be touched to play in the water, and where he rowed with the second uncle nearby.
He watched Peng Xingwang bouncing in front of him with a flashlight to lead the way, and felt that his soul was covering him at a certain moment, but he seemed to be pulling away all the time.
It is difficult to distinguish this feeling when one grows up.
"By the way," he looked at Ji Linqiu beside him: "How do you think about moving here to live together?"
Ji Linqiu was listening to the worms in a relaxed way, but Jiang Wang suddenly brought up this matter again, and couldn't help laughing: "What are you trying to do, push such a good deal to me."
"I can't help it, I'm too charming." The man said without changing his expression, "I think your mood will be much better when you see me every day."
And so do I.
Ji Linqiu was stunned for another moment, Peng Xing looked at the tips of his ears and heard everything, and then raised his hand: "I!! I am also charming!!"
"Okay, okay." Ji Linqiu sighed: "Let's talk about it first, the rent can't be underestimated, and you should pay as much as you want."
"Succeed, you can help the children to supplement their English by the way," Jiang Wang said frankly, "I am such a good businessman, I will definitely have to pluck my hair, Teacher Ji will take care of me."
Ji Linqiu didn't take it seriously: "It's a matter of convenience."
"In the future, when he goes home and finishes his English homework, he will directly approve it for me, and he will be able to change his homework less frequently when he goes to school."
Peng Xingwang was in high spirits just now, but only now did he realize the consequences of living with the teacher.
"Really...really?"
Ji Linqiu and Jiang Wang smiled and nodded together.
The child whined twice.
It's over, and I will be stared at by the teacher when I do my homework in the future, so I can't secretly read comics.
They stayed in Peng's old home for a few days. Before they left, they quietly settled the food and lodging expenses, put them under the remote control of the guest room, and asked the girl at the front desk to help collect them.
When I returned to the city, school was about to start, and I had to move together in a hurry.
The hard decoration of the house in Hehua Gaoyuan has always been very good. After changing the soft decoration, the fresh air has lost its taste after half a month.
The landlady on Jiang Wang's side was very reluctant. Hearing that he bought a house, she could only nod regretfully, and even specially sent a hanging bacon sausage to express her blessing.
When Peng Xingwang heard that he was going to move, he eagerly asked if he could raise birds and dogs in the future.
"It's okay to raise birds." Jiang Wang thought about it carefully: "I may also go on business trips to other provinces in the future, and take turns taking care of you with your father."
"It will be very sad for a dog to be alone at home, and we will raise it when our life is more stable."
Peng Xingwang made sense after thinking about it, and agreed calmly.
Although there are no dogs, there is a game room in the basement, a slide down from the second floor in the living room, and one of the balconies has been converted into an observation greenhouse for children to grow plants and snails, which is quite good.
Jiang Wang's house here is clean and simple. Children's things, clothes and sundries are all sorted and packed into storage boxes, and they can be cleaned up in a day.
He had to be busy with the company, so he didn't have much time to help Ji Linqiu, and he didn't go to him again until the day of the move.
Ji Linqiu also sorted out seven or eight large boxes, and was instructing the workers who helped move them to handle them with care.
"A lot of things." Jiang Wang picked up the broom at the door to help clean the dust, and swept a few steps
A glimpse of the guitar in the corner: "Don't you take this?"
Ji Linqiu thought for a while: "This is a practice guitar, the screws are all rusted, and it's a little out of tune. I'll buy another one later."
After sweeping the ashes, Jiang Wang saw that there was nothing else to do, so he played his guitar while the movers were coming in and out, and the sound was muffled like playing cotton, which didn't sound right anyway.
Ji Linqiu looked like he wanted to laugh: "Where is it so good?"
He hugged the guitar in front of him, plucked and strummed the strings casually, and played a song "Don't cry" by Guns and Roses even when he was out of tune.
Jiang Wang was a little bit dissatisfied, and followed Ji Linqiu's guidance to learn how to hold the left and right hands, and where to press to make different strings.
I never thought playing the guitar would be such a pain.
It's not the pain of youthful pain, but the pain of hard steel strings piercing into the flesh one by one, and you have to endure the pain of pressing and plucking.
But playing the guitar requires all four fingers to press the chord position, and playing a little star hurts both hands.
He suddenly had a whole new understanding of something as youthful as playing the guitar.
I even feel that Ji Linqiu's image is a bit resolute and respectable.
"Good guy," Jiang Wang returned the guitar: "This thing has to be pressed hard? I always thought it was just a small triangular pick to sweep."
With a smile on his face, Ji Linqiu spread his four fingers, and touched the thin calluses on Jiang Wang's fingertips.
"Everyone who plays guitar has this, and you can't hide from it."
Jiang Wang touched the thin cocoon with surprise on his face, but he accidentally touched the feather-soft fingertips outside the cocoon, and his heart skipped a beat.
He suppressed this strange feeling from the bottom of his heart, pretending to be curious: "That girl also has calluses when playing guitar?"
"No difference," Ji Linqiu withdrew his hand, and took out a wooden xun from the cloth basket at hand.
"You are afraid of pain, so try this?"
"No," the man said bluntly, "Actually, I tried both this and the clarinet issued by the school when I was in elementary school."
"I don't play the tune very well, and my saliva is messy."
"Why is it the same as Xingwang?" Ji Linqiu smiled helplessly: "Forget it, I will teach him more in the future when I have time."
All the sundries, big and small, were loaded onto the truck and drove to the new house, and the doors of the two dilapidated and dark huts were closed, as if they could finally be forgotten.
Jiang Wang drove behind the truck, and did not get out of the car immediately when it arrived, but took out a key from his pocket.
"The courtyard door lock and the front door lock," he divided four, and first handed them to Ji Linqiu, the co-pilot: "I set one, and Teacher Ji set the other."
Then he turned around and handed it to Peng Xingwang solemnly and equally.
"You do too."
"From now on, this will be our permanent home."
"Even if you grow up to be an adult and go to a far, far place in the future, you can come back to live at any time, cry heartily at home, and laugh heartlessly."
"Even if you are tired from work and don't want to deal with the boss and overtime anymore, you can come back at any time."
"Xingxing, you can always be a child in this family."
Ji Linqiu listened to his instructions, as if something was touched in his heart, he lowered his head and nodded slowly.
Peng Xing seemed to understand and took the key, and put him on his Ultraman pendant in front of adults.
"I will protect it! I will never lose it!"
"Well, brother believes in you," Jiang Wang looked at Ji Linqiu, who had already accepted him as a family member at this moment: "Mr. Ji is the same."
Ji Linqiu looked at the two of them, didn't speak any more, and opened his arms to embrace them.