Dahuang, the old cat, and the kitten were also walking around by the river.
The old cat and the kitten were both mysophobic. There was mud everywhere on the river bank, so the old cat and the kitten had to jump around. Dahuang didn't care at all, and calmly stepped through the mud, causing it to stain on his paws.
It's all mud.
The kitten accidentally got a little mud on its paws, so it wiped its paws on the grass over and over again.
"Old cat, eat fish."
Xilai threw a dead crucian carp towards the old cat, and the dead crucian carp fell next to the old cat. The old cat just looked at it with disdain and did not even bother to smell it.
The kitten thought it was quite strange, so it jumped over and was about to stretch out its claws to grab the dead crucian carp, but was grabbed aside by the old cat.
"Meow."
The kitten didn't appreciate it and meowed at the old cat very unhappily.
Rhubarb didn't have much interest in fish to begin with. He walked by and sniffed it, then walked away with a look of disgust on his face.
"Little Taoist Priest, your cat must not know fish. It's silly to keep it in the mountains. It doesn't even recognize fish. Our cat in Xianji Bridge has swallowed the fish long ago when it saw it." Xilai said with a smile.
The little Taoist smiled and said: "Then you are wrong. It's not like they don't know fish. It's not like I haven't caught fish for them to eat. They don't want to eat dead fish, they want to eat alive ones."
As he spoke, the Taoist priest took out a crucian carp two fingers wide from the puddle in the river, and gently held the body of the fish, leaving only a tail that kept swinging.
"Old cat, come here and sip fish for you." The little Taoist shouted.
The old cat has been ignoring the little Taoist priest for a while, like an abandoned little daughter-in-law, feeling extremely aggrieved. But when she saw the fish tail that kept swinging, the old cat became a little greedy. Hum.
, I just wanted to eat fish, but I didn’t forgive that little brat. The old cat walked up to the little Taoist with a straight face, and bit the little Taoist’s hand in one bite.
The little Taoist laughed, threw the fish in his hand into the old cat's mouth, and retracted his hand. The old cat took the fish into his mouth, crunching it happily. Well, it tasted pretty good. Then he disdained it.
He glanced at Xilai and said, "Old cat, will I eat a dead fish from you?"
The kitten came over very unhappy, bit the fish tail exposed outside the old cat's mouth, and snatched a piece of fish meat from the old cat's mouth. Then it meowed at the trail leader.
The director picked up a small fish from the puddle, washed it in the water, and then fed it to the kitten's mouth. The kitten's tail kept wagging, and it was very skillful in wagging its tail. Look.
The skill of wagging the tail also needs to be acquired from an early age.
"Chang Xing, my wife has gone back to cook. You must not go to the pool to catch fish. It is too dangerous. I will go home with your master for dinner in a while. Do you hear me?" Luo Chunhua said.
"I know. I'll go to the shallow water to catch fish." The little Taoist leader responded quickly.
Da Lei was carrying the fish basket and following his father Xing Fu's ass, which was very boring.
Zhang Xingfu's net played a huge role today, catching dozens of big fish weighing more than one kilogram. Da Lei and Da Lei's mother, Ma Xiuying, ran home many times and put a water tank in the water tank at home.
The fish had not even had time to go back and process it. With such a huge harvest, how could Zhang Xingfu be willing to leave?
"I quit! I also want to go to the river to catch fish with the little Taoist leader." Zhang Dalei couldn't hold it anymore.
"Habaozai (silly son), how many fish can you catch in the river? My net is as good as the fish caught by a brigade of Xianji Bridge. And all they caught are small fish, our net
All the fish that come here are big fish." Zhang Xingfu said.
"I would rather go to the river to catch small fish." Da Lei said dissatisfied.
"Then go touch your fish and see how many fish you can bring up." Zhang Xingfu put the net steadily into the water.
Da Lei happily rolled up his trouser legs and went down into the river, walking up to the little Taoist leader, Xilai and others.
"Let me touch a big one." Da Lei reached out and touched the water, but when he touched it, he felt as if he had been scalded by boiling water. He quickly pulled his hand out of the water, and at the same time let out a cry of pain, "Oh, mother."
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Da Lei was really unlucky. He suddenly touched a yellow duck's call, and his hand was pricked by the thorns on the yellow duck's call. When he pulled out his hand, the yellow duck's call was still stuck on his hand.
Come down. This yellow duck is really big, weighing about half a catty.
"Dalei, you are really lucky to touch such a big yellow duck when you first come here." The little Taoist chuckled.
With a sad face, Da Lei ripped off the yellow duck call from his hand and threw it aside: "Unlucky, unlucky, it hurts me to death."
There is not much meat on the body of the yellow duck, just a big bone. This kind of fish is not pleasing to the eye. It consumes oil and has no meat. It is of no use except for stewing some fish soup. The standard for measuring good fish these days is the amount of meat.
prick.
Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of straw ropes for ten years. After being stung by the yellow duck's call, Da Lei no longer dared to reach into the water to catch fish. He always stood behind the Taoist leader and others.
The water in the river is getting less and less, and many stones in the river are exposed out of the water. The stones have been subjected to the impact of water flow for a long time, and they are all round, like pots that have overturned in the river.
Da Lei was a little tired from standing. He looked at a stone next to him and sat down. But this stone felt a little different. Shouldn't the stone feel hard when he sat down? Why did this stone still feel like it when he sat down?
I sank into the water for a while. Well, the stone seemed to be still moving.
Da Lei quickly stood up and carefully looked at the stone he had just sat on.
Huh? Why is the edge of this stone like this? Da Lei held the edge of the stone with both hands and lifted it hard. The stone moved slightly and was very heavy.
"wrong!"
Da Lei took a handful of water and poured it on the stone to wash away the mud on the surface of the stone. The lines on the stone were slowly revealed.
Everyone was staring at the watery areas in the river to see if they could find any fish that had slipped through the net. No one noticed Da Lei's every move.
Hmm? The texture of this stone is so strange. It looks like the back of a turtle. But how is it possible for such a big turtle?
This stone is almost bigger than the large pot used to cook soybean milk in Dalei’s family. How could it be a turtle? Dalei shook his head. How big is a turtle that is bigger than the big stove pot?
However, Da Lei always felt that this big stone was a bit strange, so Da Lei once again put his hand on the edge of the strange stone, gritted his teeth and pulled hard. This time, Da Lei lifted the stone to one side.
Woof woof, woof woof...
The big yellow dog ran quickly on the river bank. The old cat and the kitten also ran happily.