Song Tan Jishi

  The fishermen sat quietly around the pond, forming a world of their own.

Song Tan came to tidy up the disposable porridge bowls they put in the stainless steel basin, and watched another person solemnly lift the pole, and finally harvested a thumb-sized small oyster that glowed with colorful luster in the morning sun. I almost laughed out loud.

   It is also her fault.

  If she hadn't dropped the ground cage a few times, there would have been no one fishing in this pond for a long time. In any case, ten people wouldn't have no harvest in the morning.

  But now, the fish all know that there are better things waiting for them, and they obviously lack interest in the bait thrown from the shore.

  However, Song Tan believes that these fish brains in the water probably won't last long, and they should be rewarded in a short time.

  If there is no harvest at all... Alas, ten people come to pull the weeds for the first time, wouldn't it be a bit too bumper?

   Can’t you sell some high-priced bait yourself?

   At this moment, I heard an ecstatic cheer:

   "Catched! Caught!"

  She turned her head to look, and saw the four-figure fishing rod swung aggressively, and a small crucian carp about ten centimeters long was pulled out of the water in mid-air and was constantly bouncing.

  She turned her head back guiltily.

  Ten people, nearly five hours, harvested such a small crucian carp...

   It must be that their skills are not good enough!

   Not bad for her fish pond!

  Song Tan ran away in a hurry, but this little crucian carp lifted everyone's spirits—

   Anglers can catch anything, but they can’t fly. But they have been sitting there for several hours, so they can't make up for the last with the ear of wheat.

  The sacrifice of this fish now means that their level is still high, and the pond in front of them has a lot to do!

  Everyone suddenly felt proud, and now they were not afraid of disturbing the fish, so they simply shouted:

   "Brothers, now that you are old, you can't really squat in the fields and weed? We need to work harder!"

   It's a small thing to talk about grass, but it's a big thing to lose face.

   Everyone looked at each other, because this crucian carp came ashore, and the originally friendly brothers began to be at loggerheads.

  In Lao Song's house, Aunt Lianhua quickly cleaned up the pots and pans, and went back with porridge and two steamed buns.

   Sure enough, it is better to work part-time. I am busy at home in the morning, so I just make some noodles or pancakes. Now this is the first meal at work, and she can't wait to make four buns in one meal.

  How can someone make it so delicious?

  The old lady will definitely have a good time when she comes home.

  The weather has been fine recently. When Aunt Lianhua returned home, she moved the old lady to the wheelchair and put it at the gate of the yard to bask in the sun.

   "Come and have breakfast."

  She is not the kind of soft-spoken person by nature, and she always speaks loudly. Fortunately, the old lady has long been used to it, and now she still asks with a smile:

   "Is the work heavy?"

   "If it doesn't matter, you can do more. I have nothing to do at home."

  Being paralyzed for a long time, the old lady was obviously a little out of breath when speaking, and she was in a state of illness.

  Aunt Lianhua snorted: "What's the matter? I have to scrub you, change your clothes, do your laundry, and help you go to the bathroom...I'm busy!"

   As he spoke, he handed over the bowl again: "Eat quickly! How many years have you not eaten the rice cooked by that cousin of Old Song's family?"

  The old lady’s lower body was paralyzed, but she was able to support herself while sitting and eating.

   Right now, I took a sip of the porridge slowly. After eating the hot porridge early in the morning, I was ironed from the inside out.

   Then he took another bite of the soft bun.

  Her teeth are not that good, but they are not too bad. Now that she is chewing on the smell of steamed buns, tears burst out suddenly:

   "It's delicious... Lianhua, my old lady has dragged you down."

   "What are you talking about?" Aunt Lianhua snorted angrily and took out a roll of toilet paper from her pocket to wipe her tears: "Eat more if it tastes good, why are you crying?"

   As he spoke, he put the toilet paper back into his pocket, and now took a big broom to sweep the yard.

  There are a few trees behind the house, and the leaves often fall off. She likes to clean, and she just sweeps it if there is nothing to do.

   "Old lady, you should eat and drink. Don't think about so much mess when you have nothing to do. Didn't I also get your house? I didn't suffer."

   That's what I said, but a woman's youth is dragged down like this, and what she gets in return is this worthless house in the countryside...

  The old lady knew it in her heart.

   At this moment, I persuaded her: "Don't be at home, go and do more work for others, so as to make some connections. If I leave and he comes back to make trouble, you should have someone to help talk."

  The "he" refers to the old lady's son. Whether a child is filial or not, an old man has a steelyard in his heart. Just like Aunt Lianhua doesn't expect her own children now.

  Aunt Lianhua was silent for a moment:

   "Okay, I see. Their family got a lot of fish today, and I will help clean it up later."

  The old lady continued to eat with confidence.

  …

  Aunt Lianhua kept her promise. After tidying up the house, she came here in a hurry.

  At this moment, seeing Song Sancheng and Qi Cousin sitting on the bench and slowly picking up the fish, they squeezed over without saying a word.

   "I'm coming, I'm coming!"

   It was a pot of small white fish, only about ten centimeters long. This kind of fish is small. If it is dried, whether it is stewed with sauerkraut or braised in brown sauce, it will taste crispy and fragrant, and the bones can be chewed into slag.

   There is no need to be picky, and the fish is delicious, not to mention how popular it is.

  Aunt Lianhua skillfully held a large kitchen knife, stroked the belly of the fish lightly, and then picked it with her finger, and a mass of internal organs was emptied.

  Song Sancheng was a little embarrassed by this swiftness.

   "His aunt, didn't you agree that your job is to wash the pots and dishes, and you don't need to do it... Doesn't the old lady at home have to be watched?"

   "What's the matter!"

  Aunt Lianhua said straightforwardly: "It was the old lady who asked me to help. I put a straw hat on her when I left. She was sitting in the yard basking in the sun."

   There is also a big jacket on the body. When it is hot, the old lady can put the big cotton jacket aside with her hands, and it will not affect anything.

  Song Tan went to listen to Qiao Qiao's class for a while, and heard this as soon as he left the room, and then looked at Aunt Lianhua's swift movements, and the appearance of Qi Cousin and Song Sancheng sitting there empty-handed...

   In fact, I really lack a striker.

  She took a look into the fish pond, picked up the net bag and picked up two small fish in the net bag:

   "Aunt Lianhua, you can clean up the fish anywhere. If you don't mind the trouble, take the fish back to your house to clean up, and send it over after it's done. It's the same."

  I don’t know if this kind of work will continue to be in this state in the future. If you have been working so hard, then it’s time to talk about raising wages.

   Then, Song Tan looked at Song Youde again:

   "Grandpa, why don't you drive this pot of fish to Aunt Lianhua's house?"

  Song Youde was full of energy, and he agreed resoundingly: "Don't worry, my driving skills are stable!"

   Worrying that his old and small three rounds are useless!