Chapter 418: Picking Cheeks Everyday

As a result, they waited for more than half an hour. The driftwood floating on the water began to rise and fall. At Uncle Yaozi's command, they started to move again, some squatting and some standing, smelling it.

This time, Yi Chichi and the others understood that they were closing the net.

They lifted the sinking net little by little and pulled it towards the eye, which made Yi Chichi and Muda feel nervous.

"Chichi, do you think there are any fish?"

"have!"

Because the fishing net was tightened, the fish in the water covered by the net began to become restless and the crackling sound was endless.

This is the sound of fish struggling.

"Hold on tight, don't let go now."

They caught a lot of fish, and the weight of the fishing net and the wood made it very heavy. Yaozi and the others had a hard time collecting them, and they were worried that Wenshi would let go and let the fish go, so they reminded him.

Liu Chen's face flushed red from the effort, but he said unyieldingly, "We definitely won't let go, but you uncles have to give us some strength."

After all, I'm old.

He didn't say this out loud, but Yaozi and the branch secretary understood the unspoken meaning in his words.

But at this moment, no one cared about educating the children. Instead, they turned to Yi Chi Chi and Mu Da and said, "Chi Chi, you two should quickly bring us the big colander."

"oh."

The two men responded, picked up the large sieve placed aside and ran towards them.

At this time, the fishing net had been pulled out of the water, and it was full of fish.

Because the mesh of the fishing net is large, fish weighing less than half a pound will have already slipped through the mesh, and the only ones left are the big fish.

"Wen Shidongzi, you two will scoop the fish, Chi Chi Lao Mu, you two will pick up the fish."

"good."

One tone, four sounds.

Soon, Wen Shi and Dongzi each held a large sieve and began to stand at the mouth of the net to scoop fish from the net.

Before officially starting, they both took off their cotton jackets. Yi Chichi was about to stop them, but Wen Shi had already picked up a large colander and scooped out a big fat head.

Then he lowered his waist, swung his arms, and threw the fat head of the colander out with extremely neat and graceful movements.

The big fat head weighing more than ten pounds drew an arc in the air, and the water droplets it brought out reflected rainbow colors under the sunlight.

Then it hit the ice with a plop.

I guess it was stunned by the impact. The big fat head just shook its tail and then stopped moving.

“What a big fish!”

Yi Chichi walked quickly over to pick up the fish, with the joy of a good harvest on his face.

"It's a good sign. Hurry up and don't let it react and run away."

Uncle Yaozi urged him, and Yi Chizhi nodded. As soon as he put down the basket, he picked up the fish and threw it in, then closed the lid.

Almost as soon as she finished her work, Dongzi also caught a fish.

Muda pounced over quickly with her eyes and hands. Yi Chichi only saw her grab and stretch out her hands, and the big silver carp that was struggling desperately on the ice was picked up in her hands.

The branch secretary was stunned, then turned to Yaozi and said, "When your wife beats you, does she always pick your cheek?"

Muda's cheek-picking technique was so skillful that he could be considered a veteran.

He is an experienced fisherman, but his cheek-picking movements are not as skillful as Comrade Mu's.

She was able to subdue a silver carp weighing five or six pounds.

Yaozi's mouth twitched, and he loudly defended himself, "It's your wife who picks your cheek every day. My wife is very good to me. She loves me very much."

The branch secretary did not comment, and Yi ignored them for a while because Wen Shi had caught another fish on the ice.

This is a big black fish, known for its ferocity.

The key is that it is not dizzy, and its body is still slippery and cannot be caught at all.

"No, I can't catch it."

Yi Chichi was so anxious that he was almost sweating, but he didn't have the right tools to knock it out.

Wen Shi and the others were too busy to help.

At this moment, Muda's voice, like the sound of nature, rang out, "Move aside, I'll do it."

Before she finished speaking, she pushed Yi Chichi away, grabbed the big ice cube in her hand and hit the black fish on the head.

With a thud, the ice broke. The black fish, which was struggling to escape from human capture, rolled twice and lay on the ice until it became quiet.

"That's it."

Muda grabbed the fish and threw it into the basket. When he looked up, he found Yi Chichi looking at him with starry eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but a gray-black parabola came over. When he looked closely, he saw another big fat fish.

Well, let’s not talk about anything else, the important thing is to catch fish.

"Hurry up and pick them up. If you find any fish that are not unconscious and struggling, hit them with ice."

After saying this, Muda went to catch fish with murderous intent like a female warrior going to the battlefield.

Yi Chichi nodded heavily. She had no experience before and her brain had short-circuited, so she didn't think of using a large ice cube to hit the fish. Now that she had experience, her movements in handling fish gradually became more skillful.

As the fishing net got tighter, more and more fish began to jump, trying to break free from the confinement of the net and regain their freedom. However, none of them were easy to deal with.

It is impossible to let go of the harvest that has been obtained.

Soon, the ice was covered with fish, including more than ten big fathead carp weighing more than ten pounds, not to mention silver carp, carp, big black carp and other fish.

None of them weigh less than half a pound, and the smallest ones weigh one or two pounds.

Of the six large willow baskets brought, two were already full.

Yi Chichi and Muda were sweating profusely as they put fish into the empty basket.

At first, the frequency at which they picked up fish was comparable to the speed at which they scooped up fish when they heard the smell, but in the later stages, they could no longer catch up with the speed at which they caught fish.

With a raise and a lower of his arm, the fish flew out.

The fish that are knocked unconscious can be picked up and put into the basket directly. The fish that are not knocked unconscious will run around by relying on the inertia of the ice, their own strength and their smooth scales.

At this time, you have to knock it out first and then pick it up.

The two of them were so busy running around that they were sweating all over and very thirsty.

Fortunately, Wen Shi's fishing nets were empty and they were not catching any more fish, so they could come and help.

Ten minutes later, four of the six large willow baskets were full.

There are two vacancies left.

The secretary walked around the baskets, steam rising from his head and a cigarette between his lips. He said, "Let's get some food and then go down the net. We have to fill up the two empty ones."

Dongzi and the others were so happy that they ran to the sled and got wine, oil, salt, firewood and other tools.

"Eat two whole fish."

Liu Chen looked excited and looked at the branch secretary eagerly.

He took a drag on his cigarette and nodded, "Alright!"

Fish should be eaten fresh. Fish freshly caught from the water is the most delicious.

Rolling up his sleeves, he said, "I'll kill the fish, you guys light the fire."

"Okay."

A group of people got busy.

Yi Chichi and Muda are just hands-off bosses. It's impossible to rely on them without any pots or stoves.

Not to mention cooking fish, neither of them even knew how to make a fire on the ice.

Wen Shi and his team were experienced. They separated the wooden boxes unloaded from the sled from top to bottom to prevent straw and other items from coming into contact with the ice surface. Then they lit a fire and it burned vigorously.

The flames shot up and the firewood on the rack caught fire.

At this time, Wen Shi and his men quickly took the fish that the secretary and his men had cleaned, skewered them on thin wooden sticks, and slowly roasted them over the fire.