Wei's mother and the others quickly picked up the fish from the ground and put them into fish baskets, filling three baskets in total. Wei Mo then put the remaining fish baskets into the water.
A group of people walked happily toward the Wei family's small, dilapidated mud house. Li Xiuxiu was afraid that Wei Mo would get tired, so she picked him up again. The summer weather was hot, so they were dressed very lightly. Wei Mo's little eyes were fixed on the white steamed buns. Hmm! This angle is indeed very good.
Li Xiuxiu was amused by Wei Mo's gaze and whispered to him.
"Auntie will sleep at your house tonight, would you like that?"
Seeing Wei Mo nod, Li Xiuxiu pinched Wei Mo's little face hard. This little rascal! But she didn't care. He was only five years old. How could he have any bad intentions?
Li Xiuxiu was holding Wei Mo, and Qian Manman and the other two were carrying fish baskets. Wei's mother was a little embarrassed because she was empty-handed.
"Sister Wang, can we have fish for dinner tonight? And roasted baby birds too."
Qian Manman looked at the fish basket full of fish and felt happier than ever since she came to the countryside. She could fill her stomach with fish. After all, fish is still meat! And that little bird, just thinking about it made her mouth water!
"Sure, of course, no problem. You can cook today. Eat however you like, as much as you want!"
"I'll take it, you guys take a rest."
Wang Zhenhua wanted to help the others share the burden, but Wang Ling and the others refused and quickly headed home.
Back home, the five of them began processing the fish, while Wei Mo continued to inspect his tongs.
Ten trays of clips were still too few; it didn't look satisfying enough! Wei Mo decisively started making the clips' supports and pins, preparing to expand the scale.
Every time they went to look at the clips, Li Xiuxiu would go along. She seemed to be addicted to playing with them, and quite addicted at that. She was even happier than Wei Mo when she won!
Qian Manman was being extravagant for the first time, cutting off the heads of the small fish while cleaning them! You know, even the smallest fish head is still meat. But looking at the two big basins full of fish, she couldn't help but think that her stomach was too small, otherwise she could have eaten more.
"Once the new house is built, you can come and live here. Otherwise, I'll get bored by myself."
Wei Ma's pleading voice reached the ears of several female educated youths, and Li Xiuxiu and Qian Manman were both somewhat incredulous.
"Is it really okay, Sister Wang?"
"I couldn't ask for more. You have no idea how much I want to have someone to chat with and talk to."
"Then I'll definitely come, Sister Wang, as long as you don't mind."
Li Xiuxiu was the first to respond, her face beaming with joy. The other three quickly nodded in agreement. If they lived together, what a wonderful life it would be like for fish and birds! Oh dear! I can't even think about it, or my mouth will water.
Wang Zhenhua had this idea in mind when she asked for three brick houses: one for her son, one for the female educated youth, and one for herself. When her husband returned, she would let him move to the mud house. Wang Zhenhua was still very angry that Weiguo had not returned for many years. Although the monthly supplies continued, she longed for someone to be by her side.
Wei Mo watched the scene of sisterly affection unfolding before her with great interest, but she didn't stop what she was doing. Ten new trays of clips were ready, and Wei Mo lifted her little bottom and ran outside.
There was no other way but to run away. The violent woman had been following him, making it very inconvenient for him to do anything. He took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and ran to set up the traps. He was discovered halfway through, but Wei's mother had already come up with an excuse for where Wei Mo got the traps.
There were still two recycling targets left for today, so I only managed to recycle two frogs, which is better than nothing.
After leaving the riverbank, the brigade leader thought about what Wei Moxiao had said and finally called the old village chief for a short meeting.
"Uncle Yu, do you think what Wei Mo said is reliable?"
The old village chief, sitting to the side, looked completely unperturbed and didn't even glance at the brigade leader.
"Why don't you say something and give me some advice?"
Li Dazhuang looked helplessly at the old village chief, not daring to get angry, knowing that the old village chief had saved many lives.
"I'm telling you, Dazhuang, you're getting worse as you get older! You even try to take advantage of a little kid!"
The brigade leader naturally understood the reasoning behind it and realized that the old village chief had misunderstood, so he quickly explained.
"No, Uncle Yu, it was Wei Mo who found me and took me to see it."
Seeing the old village chief's disbelieving look, Li Dazhuang explained the whole story, including the dilapidated house of Wei Mo's family, their plan to rebuild, and their intention to cooperate with the brigade.
The old village chief tapped the table repeatedly with his fingers, listening to Li Dazhuang's words and falling into deep thought.
"We need to arrange the house construction as soon as possible. I also agree to let his mother be the leader of the weaving group. Let's do it this way. I'll go with you in a bit and talk to the child."
Upon seeing the old village chief arrive, Wei Mo, held in Qian Manman's arms, followed his mother to greet him.
"Uncle, what brings you here? Please come inside and sit down."
Wang Zhenhua stepped forward and greeted the old village chief. It should be noted that almost everyone in the village had received kindness from Old Sun, so everyone respected the old village chief very much.
"No, I just came here today to inform you that the brigade has decided to set up a weaving group. You will receive 2 work points for each fish basket woven. You will be the leader of the weaving group from now on. If anyone has any objections, they can come to me."
Wang Zhenhua was deeply moved by the old village chief's words; the old village chief still took such good care of him.
"I'll listen to my uncle."
The old village chief looked at Wei Mo, who was being held in Qian Manman's arms. He walked over and pinched Yu Mo's cheek.
"Your Uncle Li said you can catch about 100 catties of fish a day, is that true or not?"
Yu Guoliang is over 60 years old and has no children, so he dotes on his children.
Wei Mo nodded at the old man in front of him, staring with his big, adorable eyes.
"Pretty much, I set down quite a lot of fish baskets. Thirteen fish baskets! I wove them all myself."
Upon hearing Wei Mo's words, the old village chief's somewhat cloudy eyes lit up slightly, as if he were making up his mind.
"Tell me, what if our village supplied the supply and marketing cooperative with its catch of fish?"
Wei Mo rolled his eyes as he saw the old man asking him the same question again.
"How would I know? I've never been there. Auntie, put me down. I'm going to go play with my sister."
Wei Mo really didn't want to say more. Just be a normal kid. I can give you the technology and methods. If you have no way out, then there's nothing more to say.
Qian Manman put Wei Mo on the ground. The old village chief wanted to ask the child some more questions, but Wei Mo ran away quickly.
He could only exchange a glance with the team leader, discuss the house-building work with Wei Ma, and then walk away with the team leader behind his back.
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