Siheyuan: All the birds want to die, I enjoy happiness

Su Xingchen strolled along the way with his fishing rod. He first went to the store to buy a bottle of the cheapest Erguotou. When he arrived at Shichahai, there were already many people fishing. Su Xingchen chose a place with few people and sat down.

He first poured half a bottle of wine into the barrel, then grabbed two handfuls of millet from the space and put them into the bottle, seeing that no one was paying attention. Then he put the bottle into the space. The flow rate in the system space is faster than outside, so just soak the wine and rice in it for a while before using it. It's a pity that there are no crucian carps at this time, otherwise I would have caught them all in the air force, and given the fish of this era some technology and hard work.

At this time, a thin layer of ice had already formed in Shichahai, but Su Xingchen happened to arrive in the afternoon, and the ice had already melted a lot, so there was no need to break the ice specifically.

Calculating the time, and seeing that no one was paying attention nearby, he took out the rice wine from the space, estimated the distance and started to make a nest. After making the nest, Su Xingchen took out the fishing rod and put on the sweet potatoes he cooked specially for fishing. He also wanted to use cooked rice, but it would be bad if he made it at home and was caught by his mother.

His bait is definitely better than that of 99% of people in Shichahai. People at that time fished to improve their lives. How could they use food to fish? They might as well use earthworms and leftovers to fish.

After a while, Su Xingchen caught several fish, but most of them were small fish the size of a palm, perhaps because the location was relatively remote. Others might dislike the small fish, but Su Xingchen, who had the system space, didn't care. The cancelled small fish was directly put into the system space. After all, if a small fish the size of a palm is put into the system space, it might return you a miracle of 20 kilograms. With the existence of this cheating artifact, Su Xingchen didn't care how big the fish was, as long as there was a fish.

After fishing for a while, the sky gradually darkened. Fishermen began to go home in groups of two or three. Su Xingchen was about to put away his fishing rod and go home when he felt a tug on the rod. It was a big fish! Su Xingchen pulled and released the fish, and he felt that the fish was definitely not light. After a long while, the fish was finally pulled up by Su Xingchen.

Wow, this fish Su Xingchen estimated must be more than ten kilograms, so he could have a good meal tonight. Su Xingchen put the fish into the bucket, packed up his fishing gear and walked towards the courtyard.

As he was about to reach the courtyard, Su Xingchen suddenly thought of something. He took out ten eggs from the space and put them in his pocket. Now his life was getting better. Now he had a reason to explain where the things he brought home came from, and he no longer had to live a miserable life.

Su Xingchen happily hummed a little tune as he entered the courtyard. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw the third uncle standing at the door of his house, pretending to tidy up the potted plants, but actually staring at the door. Su Xingchen chose to pretend not to see it, turned around and walked towards his home. But how could Old Man Yan let you do what you want?

"Hey, Chenzi is back from fishing. How was your catch today?" Yan Bugui said as he walked towards Su Xingchen.

Looking at the big fish weighing more than ten kilograms in Su Xingchen's bucket, Yan Bugui's eyes widened. He said, "Chenzi, did you catch this?"

"Of course, Third Uncle, this is not the fish I caught, is it yours? I won't talk to you anymore, Third Uncle, I have to go home for dinner." Su Xingchen was too lazy to argue with him. Later he would ask to bring wine to dinner. Who would want to drink his wine that was diluted with who knows how much water? Only he was thick-skinned enough to take out the wine that was diluted with who knows how much water to eat with others in order to take advantage.

Sure enough, when Su Xingchen turned around, he heard the third uncle say, "Chenzi, there is a bottle of good wine in my house. How about we have dinner together tonight?" Yan Bugui was already fantasizing about the wonderful taste of eating fish, but how could Su Xingchen make his wish come true? In this courtyard, Su Xingchen's motto is: Your unhappiness is my greatest happiness.

"No, Third Uncle, I don't drink. I think you should keep this wine for yourself." Su Xingchen really didn't like Yan Bugui's behavior. He hoped that Third Uncle would not provoke him all the time, otherwise he wouldn't mind giving him a hard time. Su Xingchen didn't care what Yan Bugui said anymore, and he just opened the door and went home.

"Mom, I'm back. Guess how many fish I caught?" Su Xingchen put down the bucket and shouted into his mother's room.

"It's worth it for you to catch two palm-sized fish. When you went fishing with your dad before, you always came back with an empty bucket." Liu Lihua said as she pushed open the door to the inner room and walked in front of Su Xingchen.

"Oh, what happened to you today? Have you changed your luck? This fish must be more than ten kilograms?" Liu Lihua looked at the fish in the bucket with surprise.

"That's right. Don't you see whose son I am? I was hiding my incompetence before. Once I make a move, the fish will be easily caught, right?" Su Xingchen said with a smile. He knew that the original owner had caught everything except fish, including broken shoes, water snakes, torn pants, broken bottles... As long as it wasn't a fish, he would catch it. As for fishing? Don't make it difficult for him.

"Come on, you just know how to brag. OK, mom will make you braised fish tonight." After saying that, Liu Lihua went to clean the fish.

"By the way, Mom, there's something good here. Look what this is?" Su Xingchen put down his fishing gear and walked to Liu Lihua who was killing fish, and took out the egg from his pocket.

"Eggs? Chenzi, tell mom, you wouldn't steal things behind mom's back, right? These fish and eggs, they couldn't have come from illegal sources, right?" Liu Lihua looked at the ten eggs that Su Xingchen took out of his pocket and couldn't help but become nervous.

"Mom, look at what you said, don't you know who I am? If I were to steal, you would have to put me in jail. I'm just fishing, I'm lucky today, I caught a lot of fish, people want to eat fish so they exchange eggs with me, by the way, someone else bought fish from me, the rest of the money is here." Su Xingchen put down the eggs, and took out the change from his own wine purchase from his pocket. He was worried that he couldn't take out his things with a reason, and now he finally found a reason.

"Okay, son, my son is the most promising. You keep the money. Mom doesn't want your money. Now that you've grown up, you should always keep some money in your pocket." Liu Lihua said with a smile.

Liu Lihua suddenly thought of something and called out to Su Xingchen, "Chenzi, you have to be careful when selling fish. The receipts will be implemented starting from New Year's Day, and there have been news on the streets recently that speculation and profiteering will be strictly cracked down on. You must be careful. If you catch more fish, give them to me and I will sell them on the street. Although the price is a little lower, it is safe and no one will say anything." Liu Lihua was afraid that Su Xingchen would make a mistake because of this, so she reminded Su Xingchen.

"Okay, I get it, Mom, please cook."

After a while, the smell of braised fish wafted through the yard.

Yan's family, at the dinner table

"Dad, is this the braised fish from Chenzi's house?" Yan Jiecheng sniffed it and swallowed his saliva. The other three children also swallowed their saliva frantically after smelling it.

"Yeah, if you can catch it, our family will eat it too. I wanted to bring my own wine today and share a table with him, but he didn't want to. This guy ran away when he saw me, really. Okay, today we'll just eat his braised fish. I'll give you one more pickle each later." After saying that, Yan Bugui brought the pickle jar.

The four children were used to his words, so they didn't lend them fishing rods, and made them catch their own fish. The fish he caught were sold before he could even get home. As for his watered-down wine, who else would be willing to drink it except himself?