After rebirth, I still experienced a mess

121 Go Fishing with White Lotus

This period was very poor, with very few things for young people to do in groups and even fewer places to play.

It was already past noon when we got to the foot of the mountain. In order to cater to the pilgrims, a group restaurant was opened. When we asked about the prices, we found them to be shockingly expensive.

It doesn’t matter. I just happened to extort a large sum of money from the temple and I’m happy to enjoy it.

Xiao Wei deliberately asked Wen Yan if there were any fun places. Wen Yan said that the riverside park was almost completed and they could go for a walk.

Guixiu couldn't think of anywhere good to go, so they all took the bus back to the city.

When they arrived at the riverside park that Wen Yan mentioned, they saw many elderly people basking in the sun, and two or three people playing the erhu and singing. Xiao Wei then understood Bai Lianhua's true intention.

Guixiu and the others knew that Xiaowei didn't like to show off, so they deliberately strolled around the park and never got close to the group of elderly people who were having fun.

The park was not big. Parks at that time were all very small, and there were no recreational facilities. We finished the walk in a few minutes, and went our separate ways in low spirits, each going home.

During dinner, Guixiu finally thought of an activity that everyone agreed on: fishing in the snow on the cold river.

When Wen Yan arrived with her erhu and two classmates, a group of people were preparing to go out to buy fishing rods, hooks, bait, etc.

When she heard about going fishing in the river, Wen Yan was stunned at first, then she covered her mouth and laughed: "Not to mention winter, no one would go fishing in the river even in warm weather."

Someone was dissatisfied: "Then where do you think the line "Fishing Alone in the Cold River in the Snow" came from?"

Wen Yan chuckled, "The river in the poem is at most a wider river, not the more than ten miles wide water surface here. Here, there are still three feet of waves even when there is no wind. How can we fish? Anyway, I have never heard of anyone fishing in the river. There are often many people fishing in the small rivers nearby, but I have never seen it in such a cold weather."

"Fuck. So poetry is all lies. What the hell is that?"

Xiao Wei said: "I'm not lying, there are geographical restrictions, not every place is suitable for winter fishing."

Qian Xiuwen laughed: "Are we really here to eat fish?"

Gui Xiu nodded: "Of course not. But we can't just hope for something that doesn't exist."

Wen Yan thought about it and gritted her teeth and suggested, "I know a place where you can definitely catch fish now. It's a fish pond in a village, only three miles away from here. You have to pay according to the weight of the fish you catch, which is a little more expensive than the market. They have fishing rods and hooks there, so you can use whatever you want."

Qian Xiuwen shouted: "Such a good thing, why don't you hurry up and leave."

"Yes. It's so close, let's walk over together."

Everyone immediately became excited and shouted at them to hurry up.

It was called a city, but it was not even as good as the later suburbs. Coupled with various mobilizations to the countryside, the city became increasingly desolate.

Wen Yan led the team through the muddy ridges and almost saw a fish pond in a grove. It looked like a naturally formed large bowl with some thin ice on the edge of the pond.

The man who was looking after the fish pond was a middle-aged man. He clearly knew Wen Yan. After asking a few simple questions, he asked everyone to organize the fishing rods and hooks together and taught them some common sense about fishing.

Seeing Xiao Wei looking at her, Wen Yan explained, "My dad often comes here to fish, and I've been here quite a few times too."

At that time, the fishing rods were all slender bamboo poles, and the bait was raised red earthworms. A dozen people were busy for a while, laughing and joking, and then they stood on the shore one after another to cast their rods.

While instructing on the techniques, the fish farmer said to Wen Yan, "Miss Wen Yan, play a piece for me. I will ask the village chief to give a special discount on today's fish."

Xiao Wei immediately understood the purpose of Wen Yan's visit. She really had good intentions: "Does Wen Yan come here often?"

The fish farmer corrected Shi You's fishing line and said, "Yes. I'm bored here, so I just want to learn to play the erhu from her to kill time."

Undoubtedly, Wen Yan put a lot of effort behind the scenes.

Thinking of Jiang Yingying's instructions, Xiao Wei sighed inwardly. It wasn't easy for Bai Lianhua, so she got the good deal today.

Putting down the fishing rod, Wen Yan went to the two small houses of the fish farmer, where she was tuning the erhu strings.

Xiao Wei took out two pages of manuscript paper, thought for a moment, and handed the one with the butterfly painting to Wen Yan: "Sister Jiang gave it to you."

Wen Yan happily took it and looked at it. She immediately knew that it was the one Xiao Wei had pulled in the hospital. "Are you really going to give it to me?"

Xiao Wei knew what she meant and snorted coldly: "Of course I don't want to. But I have to do what Sister Jiang ordered. However, don't have any bad thoughts about me in the future, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Wen Yan nodded vigorously: "I understand."

Xiao Wei wanted to teach her a lesson, but she heard Yin Ling shouting, "Sister Xiao Wei, you have a fish on the hook."

When he ran to the shore, Xiao Wei's fishing rod had been picked up by the fish farmer, with a crucian carp weighing two or three taels on it.

Qian Xiuwen was so angry that he yelled, "You can catch fish even if you throw down your fishing rod. We watched for a long time but nothing happened. It seems that the fish here are all clinging to the power."

Then, Yinling also caught one, and there was another round of sighs and indignation.

Soon after, Mingqin also caught a fish, which made the boys so angry that they all agreed that all the fish here were male.

As they were laughing, they heard Wen Yan had started trying to play the "Hua Die" (Transformation into a Butterfly). The boys vented their anger on the erhu again, as it was the sound of the erhu that scared away their fish.

I have to say that Wen Yan's sense of music is stronger than Xiao Wei and Gui Xiu. After singing it twice, she can basically distinguish the tunes, which makes Xiao Wei feel ashamed.

Guixiu had already recognized that it was a new song and glanced at Xiaowei.

Xiao Wei shook his head slightly at her and gave a helpless smile.

Seeing that Shi Mingsong also caught a fish, Qian Xiuwen became even more annoyed: "This out-of-tune sound really affects my performance. Xiaowei, play a tune to attract all the fish to my side."

A dozen people all laughed together, and Xiao Wei actually nodded seriously: "Okay."

He stood up, took the fish farmer's erhu, sat down on the bank behind Qian Xiuwen, and began to play Flower Fairy.

After the song was over, others caught some fish, but Qian Xiuwen and Haitao next to him still had no hooks.

Qian Xiuwen blamed Xiaowei for not pulling well and driving the fish away.

The fish farmer was already full of admiration and wanted to become his disciple immediately.

Since the butterfly has been given to Wen Yan, there is no reason to pull it anymore, at least not here.

He got up and went to the grove, found a broken wooden block to sit on, and this time he played the instrument and sang at the same time.

Qian Xiuwen had another opinion, thinking that Xiaowei had sung the fish to sleep.

Soon, people from nearby villages saw the commotion and came over to watch the fun. It was not surprising to see a group of college students having fun.

Fishing while listening to amazing music, what a real enjoyment.

He stopped after playing the few songs that were displayed. Then he came out of the woods. A few farmers wanted to listen to more songs, but Xiao Wei just smiled, said nothing, and went back to fishing.

Fortunately, there was Wen Yan, who came out and played a few popular songs again.

With the fish coming up, the morale of the young people was high and none of them wanted to take a break until noon.

Wen Yan had no choice but to order the fish farmer to kill a dozen crucian carps, cook a big pot of tofu and fish soup, and heat up a steamed bun for each person: "Don't worry about the money, these people have plenty, they will only give more, not less."

The fish farmer smiled and said, "If she can teach me a song, I will pay for the fish to the village."

Wen Yan smiled bitterly: "Dream on. She would rather pay double the money than teach me."

The group played until 3pm, then reluctantly put away their clubs. Qian Xiuwen and Haitao both had zero gains, which caused everyone to laugh at them.

In total I caught twenty-one pounds, so needless to say, I had something to do.