Yang Donghu was sweeping the yard with a broom in his hand. He saw Zhao Luochuan walking out of the kitchen with wet hair. Perhaps because the atmosphere just now was a bit awkward, both of them looked uncomfortable.

It was Zhao Luochuan who broke the silence first: "I saw some small fish in the river when I was fetching water just now."

These words came out of nowhere. Yang Donghu stopped what he was doing and looked at him in confusion: "Huh?"

"Do you want to go fishing?"

When Yang Donghu heard about catching fish, his eyes lit up and he nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "I want to go."

Zhao Luochuan was afraid that he would be bored and unwilling, but when he saw him nod, he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go get the fishing net."

"good."

Yang Donghu finished sweeping the last bit and washed his hands.

He might not be back for lunch, so he went into the house and packed up the leftover bread from the morning, and also filled a pot of water, intending to take it with him as lunch.

The two of them packed up, closed the door and walked towards the river.

Most people in the village can only eat meat during festivals. Although the fish in the river are not big, they are free and can satisfy your cravings. On weekdays, everyone will go to the river to catch a few to satisfy their hunger.

Zhao Luochuan led Yang Donghu not directly to the small river behind the house, but instead walked upstream along the river.

Yang Donghu tugged at Zhao Luochuan's sleeve in confusion and asked, "Where are we going?"

Zhao Luochuan looked down at his sleeve being pulled, feeling secretly delighted, but he didn't show it on his face. He explained, "Let's go up there. There's a shallow pool up there. It's quite hidden. I stumbled upon it while hunting in the mountains."

He had been there twice himself and found that the fish there were bigger than those downstream.

Yang Donghu nodded and continued to walk upstream with Zhao Luochuan.

It's not easy to go up there, with bushes and vines everywhere.

Zhao Luochuan took a machete and cleared the way ahead, clearing away the vines that were causing trouble.

Going down the mountain is easy, but going up is hard. Yang Donghu's legs were a little weak from walking. After a long while, he heard voices coming from the front.

"arrive."

Zhao Luochuan stopped and saw a mound of earth half a person's height in front of him. Across from him was a shallow pool of water, which he could reach by climbing over it.

Zhao Luochuan pushed himself up with his arms, turned over and jumped over, then turned around and reached out his hand to pull Yang Donghu up.

Yang Donghu looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, and his heart moved. Before Zhao Luochuan could grab his arm, he grabbed his hand and used the force to flip over.

The moment the two hands were clasped, a sudden throbbing sensation jumped into Zhao Luochuan's heart, and he couldn't help but hold his hands tighter.

Different from the feeling of holding hands when the red rope was wrapped around the hair, this time Yang Donghu did not feel any fear in his heart.

He felt the warmth coming from his palm and held Zhao Luochuan's hand tightly.

The two were speechless for a moment. Yang Donghu was the first to let go of his hand. The moment he pulled his hand out, his fingertips gently brushed across Zhao Luochuan's palm.

Zhao Luochuan's hands were empty, and then a tingling sensation spread from the palms of his hands to his heart.

He rubbed his fingertips, came back to his senses, and said to Yang Donghu, "Don't get too close. The clearer the water, the more intimidating it is. It doesn't look deep, and you never know when you might step into empty space."

"good."

Yang Donghu stopped near the pool.

Above the shallow pool is a small stepped waterfall at a low altitude. Water flows down from the mountain and gathers into a pool.

The entire shallow pool is narrow and shallow, with various stones of different sizes scattered in the water.

After walking for dozens of steps along the direction of the water flow, the water surface gradually tightened, the terrain suddenly became lower, the water flowed rapidly, and formed a narrow mouth about an arm's width.

Zhao Luochuan took the fishing net, rolled up his trouser legs, and walked into the water carefully.

He fixed the fishing net at the narrow mouth and came back to collect it after a few hours. If he was lucky, he could fill all the buckets he brought.

Yang Donghu had no say in setting the fishing nets, so he just strolled along the edge of the pond.

The grass beside the pond grows particularly lush. If you have livestock at home, the grass you bring back will be enough to feed them for several days.

Yang Donghu looked at it and thought, it would be nice if he had chickens or rabbits at home.

I thought so in my mind and said it out loud unconsciously.

Zhao Luochuan put down the net and saw him squatting on the grass not far away. He walked ashore to look for him. As soon as he got closer, he heard Yang Donghu mutter this sentence in a low voice. He made a decision in his heart.

"What are you thinking about?" He squatted beside Yang Donghu and asked closer.

Yang Donghu was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice there was someone next to him. He was startled by a sudden sentence.

He patted his chest to comfort himself, shook his head and said, "Nothing."

Zhao Luochuan saw that the person was frightened by him and scratched his head embarrassedly.

After thinking for a moment, he pointed to some sturdy trees not far away and said, "It will take a while to collect the net. I'll go cut some branches and sharpen them to spear the fish. We can grill them here for lunch."

Yang Donghu nodded, said hello, and said, "I'll go with you."

Zhao Luochuan waved his hand and said, "I can go by myself. You wait here for me. Don't run around, and don't get too close to the river. The rocks on the bank are not stable and it's easy to fall in."

Seeing Yang Donghu nodding obediently and looking so cute, he couldn't help but put his hand on Yang Donghu's head and rubbed it, then he stood up and walked under the tree.

Yang Donghu paused, silently raised his hand to tidy up his messed hair, looked at Zhao Luochuan's receding back, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

A breeze blew by, and ripples appeared on the water surface, just like Yang Donghu's heart.

Zhao Luochuan walked under the tree, picked out a branch that suited his needs, and with a few strokes of the knife, he sharpened one end of the branch.

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