"Sister, you're even more mischievous than me! Why are you putting your hand in the water?" Cheng Youfu muttered.
Song Yan was infected by everyone's joy, and she was especially happy too.
After the fish were caught, everyone went to find something to do. Some carried bags, some laid out the fish, and others went to the river to fetch hot water. It was so cold; a sip of hot water would warm them up.
Brother Cheng has finished tidying up the fishing nets; their catch wasn't much.
"Brother Cheng, shall we cast another net?" Ji Dagang asked excitedly.
"Fine, I'll quit!"
Everyone was in a great mood.
Song Yan was about to head towards the water again.
"Sister-in-law, what are you doing by the water all the time?" Ji Dagang asked. Actually, everyone else probably thought the same thing!
"I think I can choose the right time to pull in the net. You see, if the timing is right, I'll catch a fish," Song Yan said seriously. No one refuted her. Given her almost obsessive dedication to fishing, perhaps she was right.
Ji Dagang followed Song Yan the whole time, but she did nothing.
Cheng Yousuo logged off. People who had been hanging around gathered around.
"This net is definitely empty."
Cheng cursed in a petty tone, saying that nothing good could come out of a dog's mouth.
Cheng Yousuo sighed, "How come there's so little!"
When Ren Quan and Chen Xiaodong cast their nets, Song Yan was back at the water's edge. When the net was pulled out, almost everyone screamed – so many fish!
These kinds of fishing nets never yield this many catches.
It was too cold, so Song Yan ran to the carriage to warm herself up under the covers. Her water bag had gone cold, and Cheng Youfu took it from her as soon as she took it out. Watching him refill it with water, she thought, "What a sweetheart!"
"Wow! They really caught a fish!" Wang Wenjuan, who came to deliver food and watch the excitement, exclaimed.
Soon, the women from various households came one after another to deliver food and watch the commotion, and they all exclaimed in surprise! Nobody expected this!
Song Yan was freezing cold, so he sat in the carriage and drank some hot water.
So many fish, such big fish! It really got the men excited. None of them ate anything, and they cast their nets again. Unfortunately, they didn't catch much.
Hu Youguang looked at Song Yan on the carriage by the shore and muttered, "Song, the educated youth, is so good at fishing, so good that it's almost uncanny."
"Shut your mouth!" In fact, Cheng Yousuo and the others thought the same thing.
According to the old traditions, whether it's winter fishing or going into the mountains, you can't talk carelessly. They're afraid of ruining your luck and returning empty-handed.
No one talked about it anymore. They say those who live near the mountains live off the mountains, and many people used to make a living by hunting and gathering herbs in the mountains. Especially herb gatherers. If they could find a single old ginseng, it would be enough to live on for half a lifetime. But such good fortune was rare. They say ginseng babies follow the lucky ones, and the unlucky never encounter them.
People who hike in the mountains really believe in this.
In the past, people would worship the mountain god before going into the mountains and the river god during winter fishing. However, in recent years, people have stopped talking about it because of the need to break superstitions.
That's what they all thought of Song Yan's fishing skills. So they kept quiet about it afterward. They were content to benefit from someone's good fortune; anyone who gossiped and ruined everyone's fun was asking for a beating!
"Everyone's brought us food, let's go grab a bite," Cheng Yousuo called to everyone as they headed to the riverbank.
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