At noon, after their backpacks and bamboo baskets were full, the three of them rushed to the mountain stream with a clear goal.
"Let's have lunch first." Song Yun took out the steamed buns and eggs she brought, and the three of them ate together.
Song Ziyi couldn't sit still at all, and strolled along the mountain stream while chewing steamed buns.
Song Yun also noticed the difference. "This mountain stream is much bigger than the last time we came here."
Gu Lao nodded. "There's been a lot of rain in the mountains this spring, so it's normal for the water to be a bit high."
At this time, Song Ziyi shouted, "Sister, come quickly, sister, come quickly, there are fish here, lots of fish."
Song Yun and the old man hurriedly stuffed the buns into their mouths and walked quickly towards Song Ziyi.
Song Ziyi has already started taking off his shoes.
Song Yun called out to him, "Ziyi, don't go in the water. Just throw some stones at them."
Ziyi hesitated, "But the current is so fast. If I hit it, will it drift away before I can get it out?"
Song Yun looked around and said, "Here are some rattan. I'll make a fishing net. Go get me two sticks."
Ziyi thought of the fishing net his sister had made in Qinghe Village before, and he understood what he meant. He quickly put on his shoes and socks, turned around, took out a hatchet and started chopping thin wooden sticks.
The old man said, "Don't bother with that. Ziyi and I can just go into the water and fish it out."
Song Yun shook her head. "The water is quite deep. Your pants will definitely get wet. Besides, there's no telling what's in the water. Cutting your feet would be troublesome too. It's not worth it. It's unnecessary."
The old man thought about it and realized that it was not worth it to injure his feet, wet his pants and catch a cold just to eat a fish.
Song Yun and the old man got a bunch of rattan. She quickly weaved two net bags, then took two thin hemp ropes from the sack and tied the wooden sticks and the net bags together.
She handed two scoop nets to Ziyi and Gu Laotou, "You two take charge of the scoop, and I'll fish."
Although Ziyi was itching to fish, he knew that his sister's fishing skills were better than his, so he didn't try to steal the job and took the scoop net obediently.
The three of them returned to the mountain stream. The fish that had gathered here had scattered a little, but were still within Song Yun's throwing range.
She grabbed a handful of pebbles from the stream and threw them with controlled force, so as not to smash the fish head and ruin the taste of the stewed tofu.
The fish turned up their bellies one by one and let them pick up food, just like picking up fish.
Song Ziyi couldn't help it. He took the scoop net in one hand and the pebbles in the other, aimed at the fish swimming in the water and threw them out. His aim was naturally very good, and every throw went right. However, he lacked some control over the strength, and the fish was hit on the head.
He thought that the noise of Song Ziyi's violent killing of the stream fish would scare away the nearby fish, but he didn't expect that the blood gushing out of the fish's head after it was blown attracted more fish.
Seeing that the old man couldn't get the fish out, Song Yun quickly took the scoop net from Ziyi's hand and helped him.
Song Ziyi also learned to control his strength. After trying several times, he was finally able to kill the fish with pebbles without exploding its head.
The old man went from being shocked at first to being numb later. It made sense that the sister was a monster and the brother was also a monster.
The stream fish were not big, the largest one weighed two kilograms, and most of them were around one kilogram. They stopped after catching half a sack, which was about sixty fish.
Song Yun smiled and said, "This kind of fish is best when dried."
The old man also liked eating steamed dried fish and nodded quickly, "Yes, don't smoke it, just rub some salt on it and dry it in the sun. It tastes better than smoked fish."
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