Space Fisherwoman: Going fishing in the sea and getting rich

Looking at the whole set of brand new writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, He Xiaoshuang suddenly felt a little restrained and looked at his mother in embarrassment.

Song Qingqing hurriedly said, "Ah Man, Xiao Shuang is not taking the imperial examination, so it would be a waste to give these to her. You should keep them for yourselves."

Song Chuman said: "Aunt, I don't take the imperial examination either, I also have one."

Song Hexiu advised: "Qingqing, just accept it."

Sheng Shuwan also said: "Yes, Aman bought it all."

Song Qingqing was still a little hesitant.

Song Chuman suddenly had an idea and said, "Aunt, you can see that my family will definitely do seafood business in the future. If my cousin can write, she can help me. In the future, she can also get her wages with her own ability."

Song Qingqing was stunned, then thought about it carefully and felt that what her niece said made sense.

"Okay." Song Qingqing no longer refused and earnestly told her daughter: "Xiaoshuang, you must take good care of yourself and study hard. Don't let your cousin down. Got it?"

He Xiaoshuang was delighted: "Well, I understand. I will work hard."

"Thank them. You hate those fish, but you wanted to take two small ones for others to eat. Will they mind?"

Song Chuhuai and He Xiaoshuang also became more motivated in their studies.

"They are so mean." Song Chuman suddenly thought of something, her eyes rolled, and she said with a smile: "Bai Yu, Xueqiu, can't you ask them to do something for you?"

Each of the three seagulls had a fish in its mouth.

There are few children outside the home, so it is worse for us to eat fish with many bones.

The seagulls nodded as they drank.

Song Hexiu's teaching efficiency has also improved a lot. They no longer have to spend time and effort to scrape the sand flat every time they write a word.

Seeing Song Chuman coming, they simultaneously placed the fish at your feet.

Seeing that the fish was still struggling, Song Chuman quickly put the fish into the water tank in the cave and placed some mental power under it.

When you went outside the city today, you looked at the map of Qingyu Village in the distance at the government office.

Song Chuman went back to the door and saw that the seagulls had not yet returned to the shack to drink water. She waited until they had drunk almost enough, so she filled their cups with fresh water.

Therefore, that afternoon, the children of the eldest branch of the Song family gave up writing on the sand and began to practice calligraphy on paper.

Seeing this, the seagulls drank the water eagerly again.

Seeing us nod, Song Chuman said directly: "They have been flying around the world for a long time, so they must be very unfamiliar and far away, right?"

If those eight small fish are still alive tomorrow, give two to the craftsmen every day.

At night, after dinner, the seagulls suddenly came back.

The largest remaining fish was used to make fish soup to nourish the outsiders, but it was a waste of the seagull's kindness.

Bai Yu raised his head and looked into Song Chuman's eyes.

Song Chuman continued, "You want to find an island, not an island with no people but no animals. Of course, it has to be very close to where you are."

Qi Qinhuai was very happy when she saw the fish and asked, "Sister, what kind of fish is that?"

[Just say it, as long as it can be done, do it for him, and don't force yourself on me. ]

It will be fine for little people to eat that kind of fish.

The seagull drank the water and shook his head.

[He does mind, but it's not a bad thing. He can't do anything about it if he gives it to someone who doesn't belong to him.]

Song Chuman: "It's mackerel, but there are too few fish bones."

The water tank was bought today. Song Chuman bought two, one for drinking water and one for raising fish.