The two parties quarreled and cursed each other, but did not waste any time catching fish.
I scooped a basket and he scooped it into a net, and we almost got into a fight.
Jiang Sanlang poured the bait into the river. After scattering all the bait in the basin, he and his brother and nephew had a section of the river to themselves and caught a lot of fish by themselves.
Seeing that it was almost done, I packed my backpack and prepared to go home.
The villagers were still reluctant to leave, and they were reluctant to pack up their tools until no more fish came.
At that time, an unkempt young man approached Jiang Sanlang and said, "Jiang Sanlang, is my bait very good?"
"No more." Jiang Sanlang glanced at him and didn't want to say anything more. He carried his eldest brother, second brother, eldest nephew and second nephew in the fish basket and prepared to leave.
The man suddenly grabbed Jiang Sanlang's backpack and shouted loudly: "I obviously have it, why don't you give it to us? My family is so rich and cares about that little thing? Don't you want to starve to death us poor people, you are such a rich and unkind beast?"
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Before Jiang Sanlang could throw the basket away, Wang Ke and Li Dayong had already rushed over and punched him in the face.
The young man was knocked to the ground and shouted for help, "He's killing someone! Jiang Sanlang is killing someone! Help! Help!"
Unexpectedly, not only did no one come to save him, but several East Villagers rushed in. They all swarmed him, punching and kicking him until he repeatedly begged for mercy.
"Okay, don't beat him to death." Seeing that it was almost done, Jiang Sanlang quickly asked someone to stop.
Then everyone dispersed.
Looking at this man again, he was curled up on the ground and dared not speak. When he saw Jiang Sanlang approaching, he shrank back in horror.
Jiang Sanlang looked at him coldly and led everyone away.
Even though the man's hair was disheveled, Jiang Sanlang could not deny who he was.
The younger brother of the second brother's ex-wife is Leng Da, the son of Mrs. Cao of Lengjia Village.
It seems that the guy has spent all the money from selling his sister, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a miserable state. He dares to come in front of him and play rogue. Is he really tired of life? He, Jiang Sanlang, has never been an easy master.
The people from the East Village followed Jiang Sanlang back to the south slope.
During that fishing trip, almost every family caught a lot.
Chen Zhu and his second cousin Chen Yin caught more than a dozen fish together, each weighing more than ten kilograms. The two of them divided the fish, each getting six fish.
Chen Zhu gave one to his eldest brother, his second brother also gave one to his family, and kept the rest for his own use.
The horse is being sacrificed in winter, and the clan is asking for sacrifices to its ancestors. The family must be asking for offerings, and those fish are enough.
When Mrs. Tang saw that her son had caught so many fish, she was so happy that she went to clear a water tank and put fish in it.
The clan leader came over with his legs on his back, took a look, and curiously asked: "How did we catch it?"
Chen Zhu chuckled and said, "Brother Jiang has bait. If you go east, the fish will come over."
"What kind of fishing bait is so amazing?" The clan leader was a little unconvinced.
Chen Zhu stirred up the water and washed his legs. "Brother Jiang said that he used crushed gold fungus and added wheat bran. Big fish especially like to eat it."
The clan leader nodded and looked down at several big fish tumbling in the water tank.
After a pause, he asked: "Shiro, how many fungus species do I have?"
"About a hundred cans." Chen Zhu took the cloth handed over by his mother and wiped his legs.
The patriarch asked again: "How many plants can be divided next year?"
"Four hundred plants should be enough," Chen Zhu said.
The patriarch pondered for a moment and said: "Silang, the golden ears of my eldest brother and second brother's family have been destroyed. When the plants are divided next year, I will give them a hundred dollars each."
Chen Zhu was stunned.
When Mrs. Tang heard what the old man said, she jumped up and said angrily: "Why? Why should the bacteria that his son cultivated so hard be given to those two people?"
The patriarch was displeased: "What are those two people? Those are his sons, Shiro's biological brothers!"
"Bah!" Mrs. Tang sneered: "When he was lying on the kang, no one thought he was his direct brother! Oh, he wasn't really a direct brother at that time."
"Me!" The patriarch was about to be pissed off by his old wife, and he waved his sleeves and went back to the house.
Tang snorted coldly, pulled her son aside and said: "Don't listen to my father! When I went to war, my mother and I were often teased by others at home. The whole family boiled eggs to eat, but my mother was the only one who didn't give much.
He is very fond of eggs. His poor little demon just watched his cousins eating eggs. Ouch, he gets so panicked when he thinks about it."
When Chen Zhu saw that his mother was nagging again, he said helplessly: "Mom, don't mention that matter. It won't be good for Yao'er to hear."
"What's wrong!" Mrs. Tang gave her son a red look: "If you don't explain it to him, others will treat him as a fool who is easy to bully."
Chen Zhu sighed and said nothing more.
I'm afraid my family and my eldest brother and second brother's family will not be harmonious.
After lunch, Mrs. Tang took her grandson to Jiang's house to play.
Mrs. Tang told her grandson: "Go back and play with Yingbao carefully. Don't bully her, you know."
Yao'er nodded.
"That's great. Don't forget to give the silk flowers that grandma gave me to Yingbao." Mrs. Tang warned with a smile.
The little demon blinked, wondering why Grandma Hong always asked her to give things to Ying Bao and let her play with her.
In fact, I prefer playing with Jiang Jie and Jiang Wu.
Entering the courtyard of Jiang Sanlang's house, Mrs. Tang called out: "Is Chun Niang at home?"
Chun Niang ran out: "Hey, Aunt Tang, come in quickly."
Mrs. Tang walked into the house with her grandson in hand. She glanced around and saw the three children. She smiled and asked, "His demon child came to play with Ying Bao. Why didn't he see her?"
Chun Niang brought a bamboo chair and asked Tang to go east, saying, "Bao'er is writing in the house."
"Oh, you are such a studious child." Mrs. Tang gently patted her grandson, "I see how diligent Ying Bao is. I hope I can learn from her more in the future."
Chun Niang smiled and said: "Yao'er is very small."
"Not too young, not too young. Yao'er is only two or three months younger than Ying Bao, so it won't be anything when she grows up."
Tang was walking east on the bamboo chair when her little grandson said, "Let's go and play with Ying Bao. Hey, I don't know about Chun Niang. Yao'er has been missing Ying Bao and has been clamoring all month long to come and play with her."
Where is my son?"
Yao'er, who was begging to go to the back room, turned his head and wanted to tell San Auntie that he didn't, but his grandma glared back.
Yao'er pursed her lips and ran into Yingbao's room, and sure enough she saw her lying on the kang table writing.
Jiang Jie and Jiang Wu were lying on the other Kang table.
"Jiang Jie, Jiang Wu." Yao'er waved her legs happily towards them. After thinking for a while, she took out a bunch of silk flowers from her small pocket and said, "Give them to us."
Jiang Jie and Jiang Wuke were very happy to see a visiting friend at that time, and even asked him to come to the kang.
However, the three boy dolls were walking on the kang and began to talk about how to wear silk flowers best.
"His second cousin wears it on his ears, just like that. He learned it from people in the county, and everyone in the county wears it like that."
"His grandpa only wears it during festivals. He wears it on his hat." Yao'er gestured with her calf.
"His grandfather never wears flowers, but he puts on powder during festivals." Jiang Jie said, "Let him wear that flower."
Yao'er and Jiang Wu agreed. It would look ugly to just apply powder and not wear flowers.
Yingbao finished writing a word, put down her pen, and looked at the three boys who were discussing wearing flowers and powder in silence.
"Jiang Jie Jiang Wu, we defeated the enemy and gave him Jiong Si Junjun"
Jiang Jie and Jiang Wu shrank their necks and stopped talking.
Ying Bao asked Yao'er again: "Chen Bozhong, my Kedi Canci Jiong Shujun
Yao'er quietly moved behind Jiang Jie, covered her eyes with her calves, and peeked at the wrong-faced girl between her legs and fingers.
She is so scary, even scarier than my husband.
However, grandma said she was cruel and asked her to play with her, even though she was obviously not fun at all.
