Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 332 Octopus, fish, fish

  Thursday Lang apparently did not visit this section of the river less, and is very familiar with it.

  There is a wooden bridge connecting the two banks, but the wooden bridge is very narrow and can only accommodate three people at the same time, and there is no obstruction on both sides. It looks like a tree split into two boards and then built. It is very simple.

  Thursday Lang throws the fishing net away and takes it to the other side, letting Friday Lang and Datou follow to pull the fishing net, and let Saturday Lang and Da Ya grab the fishing net on the other end.

  The depth of the river is narrow, and there is not only enough space for them to pull the net, but also extra space.

Bai Dalang and Bai Erlang also helped. Chu Lang pinched his waist and took charge of commanding. He pulled the net to the place where he thought there would be fish and stopped. He took the stick and beat the water plants around to start the fish out, and then Go to the fishing net again.

  After a short period of time, they dragged the fishing net up and closed it on all sides under the command of Chu Lang. Before they were completely closed, everyone saw the big fish jumping in the middle.

A group of children leaned forward and looked forward. Chu Lang's stick unceremoniously slapped on the surface of the water in front of them, and he reprimanded: "What to see, what to see, go back a little bit, don’t be afraid of falling down. ."

  He said to Wu Wu Lang and Datou, who was pulling the fishing net back, "Just tugging, don't move."

  After talking, ran to the wooden bridge, ran from there, and then took the wooden barrel and another net, and went directly into the water to fish.

  The water is still deep, but only to Chu Lang’s chest, and it did not flood the top of his head.

  Man Bao and Bai Dalang looked down subconsciously, and then looked back, only to find that they had unknowingly deviated from where they first logged off.

  Obviously the water here is not so deep, but Chu Lang has figured it out early.

  He put the wooden bucket on the water, walked over directly, holding the net in his hand, and directly jumped into the fish one by one.

   Collected seven or eight, he quickly picked up the lid of the wooden barrel from the side and covered it, and then returned to the shore with the wooden barrel supported.

   Let the second couple on the shore pull up the barrel.

  Man Bao dragged the barrel up with him, and gave him another barrel.

  After two or three trips, all the big fish in the net were fished out. On Thursday Lang walked directly from the river to the opposite bank, took the fishing net from Wu Lang, and then walked back from the river.

  He asked Saturday Lang to relax the fishing net. Bai Dalang thought for a while, and he pulled the fishing net in a line with the river bank, releasing more nets for him.

  Thursday Lang went a bit smoother.

  Waiting slowly moved to the bank of the river, Chu Lang handed the fishing nets to the Wu Lang and others who had come from the wooden bridge, and climbed up by himself.

  Everyone worked together to pull the fishing net onto the shore.

  Fish, water, aquatic plants and other things mixed in the fishing nets are particularly heavy. Everyone used the energy of milking to pull the fishing nets ashore.

  At this time, the remaining fish in the fishing net are fish the size of a palm. Chu Lang deliberately changed the hole size of the fishing net last night.

The   hole is only the size of a thumb, so there are a lot of small fish in the fishing net, which are crackling and jumping around.

  Man Bao followed the yelling of the children, very excited.

  Thursday Lang sat on the grass and didn't want to move.

  Walking in the river is not easy, especially walking with the net.

  Friday Lang has taken some people to pick up the baby fish, pour the big fish into two buckets, and use the remaining two buckets to hold the baby fish.

  Some of them were too small and still alive, so they threw them into the river.

  This is the first time that Bai Dalang has done such a job. He clumsily helps out, and his progress is not as good as that of his brother.

  Man Bao is also very fast. Although she does less, she sees a lot.

  Man Bao crackled to pick up fish in the wooden barrel, and Bai Dalang couldn't help but look at her, "I recognize you, you are the little lady of the Zhou family, are you a disciple of Mr. Zhuang?"

  Man Bao nodded, and looked at Bai Dalang, "I also recognize you, sir said you are very good at studying."

  Master Bai was to invite Mr. Bai Dalang, and then he invited Mr. Zhuang to teach in Qili Village. Then Bai Dalang followed him for more than a year before being recommended to the county school by Mr. Zhuang, and then he learned from the county school.

   is the best disciple since Mr. Zhuang taught.

  Of course, Man Bao thinks this is because she and Bai Shanbao are still young.

Seriously, the two are considered senior brothers and sisters, and Bai Dalang heard his father praise each other more than once, so he was very friendly and said: "This time, when I got home, Mr. Ok?"

  Man Bao nodded, "Very good, I can eat two bowls of rice in one meal."

  The two said some gossip, and everyone had already collected the fish.

  Thursday Lang satisfactorily twisted his wet trouser legs, and simply rolled up.

  He waved his big hand and said proudly: "Let's go, let's go home."

   Baijiro looked at the river greedy, "It's still early, shall we go online again?"

   "No, there is a lot of silt here. Even if I can take one trip, even if it is great, you still want me to take a second trip? And can you eat so much?"

  Not to mention the big fish, but the little fish have fished two buckets, even if they are half-divided, the Bai family can’t eat so much, right.

  Thursday Lang thought for the other side very much, "It costs a lot of oil for two barrels of small fish."

  Why not eat meat, Bai Erlang said: "I don't lack oil at home."

  Thursday Lang was anxious for Master Bai and felt that he had given birth to a prodigal son. The youngest son of the Bai family is younger than him, and he knows that he needs to save money.

  Bai Dalang coughed lightly: "Erlang, I'll just come to fish next time after eating. Don't be in a hurry."

  Thursday Lang said, “Don’t come by yourself. The water here is deep and grassy. The adults in the village are reluctant to come here to fish. If you want to fish, you can just ask Jiading to fish in the river at the entrance of the village.”

   Shirajiro was unhappy and said, "Didn’t you say that there are no fish?"

   "It's not that there are no fish, but there are few fish. I don't want to spend that little effort."

  Everyone carried their things home while talking. When they reached the entrance of the village, they had to separate the two sides.

Chu Lang glanced at the small fish in the two wooden barrels and felt that their family could not take advantage of it too much, so he said: "Give you a bucket of big fish. You can kill one first when you go back at night. If you think the smell of soil is too strong, use it. Raise the water until tomorrow and kill it again."

  Speaking, he fetched two or three big fish from another wooden barrel and put them in another wooden barrel, until the barrels were full.

   Then he gave the full wooden barrel to Wu Lang and the others, "Take it home."

  He carried the little wooden bucket himself, and another wooden bucket full of small fish, then turned to the Bai family brothers and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

  Everyone:...

  Thursday Lang called the big head together.

  Big Tou and Bai Erlang carried another wooden barrel full of small fish, and Bai Dalang hurriedly stepped forward to help.

   Arriving in front of the white house, Chu Lang handed all three wooden barrels to the servants of the Bai family, and then reached out and squeezed a big head's ass.

  The big head immediately shouted to Bai Erlang, "You fried the fish, remember to ask me to fetch it."

  Shirajiro was excited, and nodded fiercely, "Don't worry."

   So Chu Lang and Datou were relieved, Qi Qi gave them a smile, and then turned home.

  (End of this chapter)