59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

After throwing the mantis shrimp into his fish bucket, Chen Hao continued his efforts and caught another white-scaled fish with a vertically long body that looked like a dagger.

"Brother, what kind of fish is this?"

"Give the knife fish to Lai Fu."

In this era, there is still a good flood season for Bohai knife fish. It is very common in the Bohai Bay and there are large numbers of them.

Knife fish is usually only as wide as a thumb and a dozen centimeters long, with fat and tender meat. However, this fish has many small bones and cannot be fed to children, especially to children like little girls, as it can easily hurt their throats.

Chen Feng doesn’t like the trouble, so he likes to eat fish without bones, such as stingray.

Chen Hao was a little reluctant, but still gave it to Lai Fu.

"Wangwang!"

Lai Fu was very happy and his tail kept wagging.

But after it sniffed it, it didn't want to eat it anymore.

Dogs eat fish, but eating raw fish can easily lead to diseases, such as parasites, etc. However, Chen Feng did not know this.

It’s reasonable for a young man to not know how to fish, farm or raise a dog!

Fortunately, Lai Fu is a trained dog and knows that there are some things he cannot eat.

"Brother, Lai Fu doesn't eat fish." Chen Hao said.

Chen Feng said casually: "Then throw it back into the sea."

With a fishing rod in hand, he can be very willful!

If you don’t have a fishing rod, you can still catch the fish even if it’s stinky!

In the next hour or so, Chen Feng caught more than a dozen prawns and five greedy knife fish.

Chen Hao also caught a few knife fish and some prawns.

However, because Chen Feng didn't like eating knife fish, he threw them all back into the sea to feed the fish.

Looking at the sun, it felt like it was almost five o'clock, so I turned around and headed for the beach area, carrying half a bucket of prawns.

There was no one on the beach area.

At the end of September in Tanggu, Tianjin, around 4 to 5 o'clock is the peak high tide period.

The surging tides not only brought seawater, but also various shallow-sea resources, especially shellfish.

To put it simply, going to the sea to catch seafood means taking advantage of the opportunity when the tide recedes after high tide to quickly pick up seafood.

After finding a slightly higher place, Chen Feng took Chen Hao for a walk.

"Look, there's a hole here."

Chen Hao nodded while holding the shovel.

"Dig!" said Chen Feng.

Chen Hao immediately took a shovel and dug, and found a razor clam in the gravel.

"So that's it."

Chen Hao suddenly understood.

"It's the same as digging for eels. First, find the holes they dig."

"Brother, let me try."

After walking around the beach, I quickly found the second clam hole and dug out the second one.

"Brother, there is another hole here, wait for me."

Chen Feng smiled as he watched him digging excitedly.

Digging clams is hard work, probably similar to loosening the soil for farming.

It's very strenuous, especially on the beach.

Digging on the beach with a shovel is not only laborious, but also requires you to bend down frequently to look for clams.

In later generations, when digging clams, you don’t need to bring a shovel, but you must wear rain boots.

Otherwise, your feet will feel uncomfortable after digging a few times.

Chen Hao dug for another half an hour, but after digging seven or eight, he couldn't hold on any longer.

"Okay, let's go home and eat shrimp."

Chen Feng waited until he could no longer dig before he decided to leave, allowing him to fully enjoy the fun of finding food.

Chen Hao walked a few steps, then stopped and poured out the sand in his shoes.

In addition to them, other young fishermen also gave up fishing and chose to go home for dinner.

There are no lights nearby, and once it gets dark, it's easy for something to go wrong.

Compared to the inland areas, we live by the sea.

Although the fishing village has no food, they have the sea to rely on, so at least they won't starve to death.

Chen Hao took a look at Chen Feng's fish bucket, chased after him and whispered, "Brother, let me help you carry it."

Chen Feng did not expose the little boy's vanity and gave him the fish bucket.

On the way back, several Zhoujiagou fishermen who were also out fishing looked at Chen Feng frequently.

When Chen Feng turned around, the girls immediately looked towards the path shyly.

Chen Hao followed closely and said confidently, "Brother, they want to steal our shrimps."

"You think too much."

Chen Feng said unhappily.

However, some young men kept looking at Lai Fu.

I don’t know whether I want a pet dog or want to eat dog meat.

At the Zhoujiagou dock, fishing boats are returning one after another.

These days, the boats fishermen use to catch fish are collectively owned, not individually.

Because means of production such as ships belong to the commune.

The fishermen were very happy, and it seemed that they had caught a lot today. However, when a young man in a Zhongshan suit appeared, the smiles of the fishermen in Zhoujiagou disappeared.

"Old Li, take them all away. I want to send them to the commune as soon as possible."

"Mr. Cao, why should we hand over all the fish we catch?"

"Why do you say that? Last year, your brigade ate so much grain from the commune that we suffered a loss of several thousand yuan. These fish are compensation."

"Fuck you, this isn't the food we eat. You guys eat a lot of fish and meat every day. We only collected tens of thousands of kilograms of grain, but you reported hundreds of thousands of kilograms. You get promoted, but we eat dirt."

"Zhou Xiaohai, you are so outrageous..."

Chen Feng took Chen Hao around the dock and returned to the village.

"Brother, they are fighting!"

Chen Hao looked towards the dock excitedly.

"A lot of people beat up that official."

"Don't look at it, go home and eat."

Chen Feng didn't care much.

He is just a small person. He can't stand it, but he has no way to save it. He can only turn a blind eye.

"Dad, we are back!"

Chen Hao picked up the bucket and rushed directly into the main room, eager to show off.

"Grandma, Grandpa, Dad, look, we caught a lot of big shrimps."

"Second pot, roasted bugs!"

The little girl pulled Chen Hao and wanted to eat grilled clams.

Chen Hao was in no mood to grill, so he carried the fish bucket and showed it off to the two elderly people and his parents.

"Did you catch this?" Chen Jianjun asked in surprise.

"I was fishing with my elder brother." Chen Hao said a little guilty.

Old Master Zhou lay on the bed, staring at the fish barrel for a long time.

It was not until Chen Hao brought the fish bucket to the kitchen and prepared to roast clams in the yard that he came to his senses.

“There are so many big shrimps over there on the reef?”

Old Mrs. Zhou smiled and said, "Didn't you hear Ah Qing say that Xiao Feng can even catch mallards in the North Sea? He is a lucky kid."

Chen Jianjun took the bottle, poured wine into his palm, and then massaged the old man's joints.

This time he also brought some medicinal wine to treat fishermen's rheumatoid arthritis.

But this can only relieve pain. There is no specific medicine for complete recovery unless it is traumatic arthritis.

"Big pot, come and roast some bugs!"

Chen Feng felt that the little girl didn't like eating clams, but obviously liked playing with fire.

Chen Hao used a kitchen knife to cut some branches, skewered the clams, soaked them in a bowl of salt water, and then slowly roasted them over a small fire in the yard.

"You are, little mouse?"

When Zhou Jing and his wife came back from the dock, they saw Chen Hao squatting by the fire in the yard. They were surprised and not sure.

"Brother Jing, you're back!"

Chen Jianjun came out of the main room.

"Build an army!"

Zhou Jing walked quickly forward, wanting to hug him, but then put him down.

He had been working on the fishing boat all day and his hands were dirty.

"Wait a minute, I'll go wash my hands."

Zhou Jing got married much later than Chen Jianjun because the Zhou family was poor and used to live in a thatched house. Zhoujiagou was a notoriously poor village.

By chance, Chen Jianjun met Zhou Qing and only after he paid a betrothal gift of ten yuan did Zhou Jing get married.

His wife is from a nearby fishing village and is also an experienced fisherman.

Chen Feng glanced at his uncle and aunt, who were the same age as Chen Jianjun but looked twenty years older, and quickly walked to the kitchen to pour them some water.

In fact, he secretly took out some solar water mixed with boiled hot water, and deliberately put a piece of White Rabbit milk candy in it.

This thing can drive away all kinds of diseases.

I don’t know the effect, but the fish, loaches and wild ducks in the space are very lively and energetic.

In the old times, the life expectancy of fishermen was shorter than that of rickshaw drivers, less than 20 years old. After liberation, the life expectancy gradually increased, but it was still only 37 years old (rickshaw drivers in the old times were miserable, and many of them died of exhaustion while pulling rickshaws, but fishermen were even more miserable).

Chen Feng thought that he could give it a try. It was better than his uncle who was in his thirties but had the vicissitudes of a fifty-year-old!

If my grandfather hadn’t specially prepared health-preserving medicine more than ten years ago, it would be hard to say that my grandfather would be alive today.

Zhou Qing was cooking and didn't notice her son's behavior.

He stirred it with chopsticks and waited for the toffee to dissolve before he picked up a large wooden plate and poured in four cups of water.

"Grandpa, grandma, uncle, aunt, drink some hot water."

"well."

"Xiao Feng has grown up so much. I wonder how many girls he will charm in the future."

Chen Feng smiled.

Mr. Zhou took a sip of warm water.

"Xiao Feng, did you put sugar in it?"

"Such a waste."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Grandpa, just drink it. Little Lily drinks it every day at home. She cries if she doesn't drink it. I exchanged a lot of candy for it."

When Zhou Jing and his wife finished drinking and were about to go to the kitchen to help.

The old man was a little surprised and said, "Jianjun, what kind of medicinal wine did you buy this time? I don't feel any pain anymore."

The old lady realized it later.

"Yes, I feel better now, and my joints don't hurt anymore."

Chen Jianjun was a little surprised and said, "This is the medicinal wine my father made himself. He said it can relieve rheumatism."

"Are you really well?"

The two old men nodded together.

Chen Jianjun found it a little unbelievable.

Although the old man was a military doctor, he knew very well that his own father could only treat typhoid fever, stop bleeding, remove bullets and the like at most. Rheumatism was a difficult and complicated disease and there were few specific medicines for it.

'Is he really a miracle doctor?'

Zhou Jing quickly asked: "Jianjun, is this medicinal wine expensive?"

Chen Jianjun waved his hand and said, "It's not much money. Don't worry, you can find it yourself. How much does it cost?"

In fact, medicinal liquor costs a lot of money, but the old man is not short of money.

It's just that this kind of thing doesn't need to be said.