Both banks of the river are land. The village on the north bank is very far away from the river bank. There is a village at the foot of the mountain about three or four miles away. It is the Senbaozi Team of the Dapuzi Brigade of Gushan Commune.

Wan Feng was sliding aimlessly on the ice on the HB shore, but because the ice had melted, sliding was no longer possible.

He looked back at the field and saw that Liang Wan's carriage was still unloading manure in the middle of the field and would not be able to come out for a while.

At this time, Wan Feng was at the big S-shaped bend in front of the rubber dam. The Inna River made a big turn here and formed a very large beach on the HB bank, covering an area of ​​several square kilometers.

Wan Feng is now on the beach in this big S-bend. More than ten years ago, he and his uncle gathered grass on this beach.

From here, it's only another six or seven hundred meters down the straight line to the rubber dam.

Let's take a stroll on the rubber dam. Since I'm free today anyway, this thought flashed through Wan Feng's mind.

Wan Feng didn't dare walk in the middle of the river, for fear that the ice would collapse and he would fall into it, so he walked downstream along the river bank.

When he turned the big bend and just reached a backwater, he unexpectedly heard the sound of splashing water.

What could make that sound?

Following the sound, Wan Feng was stunned when he found the source of the sound.

He saw a bay on the beach that was as big as six or seven houses.

There was nothing strange about the bay, but what puzzled Wan Feng was the sound of the water splashing everywhere.

He walked to the edge of the bay and took a look, his heart started beating fast.

This bay was the first to melt because it faced east and was surrounded by the beach. In addition, the water was shallow. There was not even a piece of ice in the bay.

The water in the bay was barely enough to cover the feet, but there was actually a group of fish in it, and they were not fish, but a kind of fish called Qiu Shengzi.

Autumn fish generally weighs about half a catty to one catty, with a yellow spine and a white belly.

It is said that this fish is born in autumn, so it is called Qiushengzi. In the local area, it is a very fat fish.

Because the water was too shallow, many fish were actually swimming while lying in the water.

He had no idea how these desperate fish had swam in through the gap, which was only two feet wide, connecting to the river, and what they were trying to do by swimming into the bay.

He only knew that he had made a fortune!

The words "get rich" kept flashing through Wan Feng's mind.

He knew that if he could get all these fish back, he should have no problem selling them for a hundred or eighty yuan.

This is really like Lin Daiyu falling from the sky.

Wan Feng ran to the gap quickly, blocked it with sand, glanced around, and confirmed that there was no one within a few miles, then ran home like the wind.

He was now empty-handed and had nothing in his hands, so he couldn't catch many fish. He had to go home and get some gear.

Wan Feng didn't care that there was water on the surface of the river, and ran back to his grandma's house panting.

"Why are you running around like crazy, kid?" Grandma looked at Wan Feng and scolded him.

"Where's my aunt?"

"It's time to go to work."

"Oh no!" Wan Feng said and rushed into the house, took out a sack and a pair of old waders, and ran out with a rake for raking grass.

"Where are you going?" grandma asked after me.

"Go collect some grass!" Wan Feng ran out without looking back, leaving grandma alone and confused.

"It's almost lunchtime, what are you doing?"

Grandma looked at Wan Feng's back in confusion. Raking grass? Does anyone use a sack to rake grass?

Wan Feng rushed out of the house quickly for fear of being seen by others. Fortunately, it was noon and there were not many people on the street. In addition, his grandmother's house was at the easternmost end of the east end, and there were only two families to the east, so no one would see him.

After leaving Dongtou Wanfeng, I headed straight for the river, followed the ice to the north bank, ran all the way to the bay without even taking a breath, took off my shoes, put on water shoes, and jumped into the water.

Although he was wearing water shoes, Wan Feng still felt cold under his feet.

But he was completely unable to care about it. At this time, he still cared about whether his feet were frozen or not. He just swung the rake and started hitting them randomly.

The fish in the water probably saw a person coming into the place where they were having fun, and they splashed even more vigorously.

The water in the bend is no more than ten centimeters deep at its deepest point. The fish that swim in are restricted in their movements by the water depth and can only watch helplessly as they wait to be photographed.

I don’t know if there is anyone in this world who uses a grass rake to fish, but that’s what Wan Feng is doing now.

If there were a Guinness World Record at that time, he might have been on the list if he applied for it.

These fish must not have had a good dream last night, as they unexpectedly encountered such a killer today. They were beaten to death and injured by Wan Feng.

After killing some fish, he threw some onto the shore. He continued to do this for a long time and had no idea how many fish he had killed.

Finally feeling tired, Wan Feng left the pond and placed the fish thrown ashore one by one on the ice to freeze them.

The silver light on the ice surface is very beautiful.

Wait until all the fish are loaded before going down and waving the rake.

By around three o'clock in the afternoon, Wanfeng had killed less than half of the fish in the bay, and he really couldn't take any more pictures.

Exhausted, Wan Feng rested for a long time and put the fish he had photographed into a sack.

I'll take pictures of the remaining fish tomorrow, I can't take pictures today.

It was actually packed loosely in a sack. Wan Feng picked up the sack but it didn't move at all.

Not to mention that he was a thirteen-year-old child, even an adult could not carry this sack of fish back.

Fortunately, this was by the river. If it were anywhere else, he would just be able to watch the fish and sigh.

He dragged the sack with his hands and walked home step by step on the ice. Because the ice was thawed in some places, dragging the sack on the ice was not an easy task.

When you come, you are as light as a swallow; when you leave, you are as heavy as Mount Tai.

Wan Feng, who would rather die than give up his wealth, dragged the sack step by step, and rested for a while when he was tired. He walked until dark on this two-mile road.

Finally, the sack was dragged to the river behind grandma's house. Wan Feng sat down by the river and rested for a long time.

It is about thirty meters from the river here to his grandmother's house. He definitely cannot get back these thirty meters. If his uncle doesn't come, he can only move the water home one row at a time.

Wan Feng stuffed the sack under a tree by the river, then walked tiredly into his grandmother's house carrying a rake.

"Where have you been, kid? You don't even know how to eat. Where is the grass you picked?" Grandma seemed very angry.

"I fell into the haystack."

"Then let's eat."

After dinner, my uncle and aunt disappeared without a trace as usual.

Wan Feng found an earthen basket and went to the river. He carried the fruits home one basket at a time. When he got back to his grandmother's house, he hung them in the yard to dry.

It took him five trips to carry the sack of fish in a basket, and finally he carried the remaining fish in the sack back.

Although it is already the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, the temperature outside at night is still several degrees below zero. The fish are probably almost frozen overnight.