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"For this, it's bent, you must not tell my mother." Daliang handed Yang Dongxu a bent needle in his hand, with a look of fear on his face. Although the children in the countryside were sarcastic, they were obviously very afraid of their parents' slaps.

Not long after Daliang brought his younger brother Xiaoliang, Xiaowu also arrived with him. The two brothers held a roll of thread for sewing clothes in their hands, and finally the general carried a bamboo.

"Is this bamboo OK?" said the general who came down from the river bank panting. The bamboo was thicker than a rolling pin, but it was yellowed and obviously not a newly cut. It was about five meters long.

"Absolutely, come and rub the rope. Daliang will find a toad." Yang Dongxu nodded.

He took the sewing thread that Xiao Wu called and asked the general to hook his fingers, then put the sewing threads together and rubbed them into a rope, and finally slowly strung through the bent needle nose.

The sewing thread is thin, so the rope that I folded several times was still not very thick. Daliang used a large needle at home to make a quilt, so the needle nose was just right.

After passing through it, Yang Dongxu had just finished it. Daliang had already made a lazy toad from a small hole on the river bank next to him.

"Can Brother Xuzi catch fish in winter?" Daliang asked uneasyly. Although rural children were inexplicably greedy for meat at this time, the stealing of needles still made him afraid of going home and being beaten.

"It must be possible to remove the word "My"." Yang Xudong tied the other end of the rubbed rope to the chisel.

Then the general pulled the bamboo pole, Xiaowu carried the hammer, Daliang followed behind, let Xiaoliang and Xiaotao stand on the shore with their sister, and a few little kids walked towards the river.

"Hold the chisel, I'll smash it." When I arrived at the center of the river, I handed the chisel to Xiao Wu next to me first. Yang Dongxu took the hammer from Daliang's hand.

"Look at me, don't hit my hand." Xiao Wu was a little scared, but Yang Dongxu was obviously very prestigious in the group of people, so he took the chisel and put it on the ice.

The chisel was originally used to dig holes in the wood, so although Yang Dongxu was weak, the force of holding the hammer in both hands was quite strong, and it was not chiseled at once. So after more than ten minutes of replacing people, an ice hole as big as a basin was opened on the ice surface.

"Stand far away, and no one can save you if you fall down at this time." Unlock the rope on the chisel. Just now, it was because the chisel was unstable after the ice layer was chiseled and the chisel was not fallen into the water.

After knotting the untied rope in the middle of the bamboo pole, Yang Dongxu asked Xiao Wu, who was close to the ice hole, to retreat. He knocked to death at the lazy toad that Daliang had just grabbed, tore off one of the skins on the toad's thighs and hung them on the fish hook made of a large needle, and then hanged them a little intestines and something.

A mortar head (a mud nodule that is similar to a stone but not very hard) was tied about two decimeters away from the hook and threw the hook into the ice hole.

"Don't panic after a fish is taken to the hook, follow my command." Yang Dongxu asked several friends to stand a little further.

The rubbed line is long enough, and the mortar head is draped with a fish hook to sink to the bottom of the river. The toad's flesh has buoyancy, and under the action of the water flow, it will constantly swing at the bottom of the river to better attract nearby fish.

However, although all fish do not hibernate in winter, they eat very little, so he is not sure whether they can fall off the fish, because he has never seen fishing in winter.

Although the people in the village were hungry and the fish in the river were almost turned into sperm, they could not move. When they could fish, there would be no fish in the river in a few years, and there was no tradition of winter fishing in this area.

It doesn’t matter if children are free. They can dig their bird’s nests, and they can fish in summer. They can catch pheasants and wild ducks. Adults only think that the children are playing. They have good luck, but they don’t matter if they can’t get it, but adults cannot participate.

Let Daliang and his men be farther away from the ice hole, Yang Dongxu turned around and comforted his sister loudly, asking the three little guys not to come over, while comforting Daliang and his men, asking them not to wait in a hurry. Just as Yang Dongxu was talking, the bamboo pole swaying on the ice hole suddenly shaking.
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