Chapter 010 Loach and Eel
I can't live like this even if I'm beaten to death.
If she was a native Aboriginal, with no previous life and only this life, she would probably be willing and accept her fate.
But who made her wear it? She was experiencing a good life. It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
She is a lazy person by nature and is greedy for enjoyment, so she has to find a way to get rid of her current life as soon as possible.
Wen Jiajia thought about it, and then thought about it again...
Well, stop thinking about it and fix the small bench first. We have a tough battle to fight in the afternoon.
If it is a few decades later, you can just tie a small plastic stool around your waist. Plastic is light and very convenient for standing up or sitting down.
And that kind of plastic stool can be bought at a two-dollar store, but now you can't find that kind of stool even if you search the whole county.
Wen Jiajia thought for a moment, went to the backyard to fetch a dried wooden board, and sawed it into sections. The board didn't need to be too long, just enough for her to sit down halfway.
Then install the legs on both sides, and finally the cross support, and the small stool is finished.
Because the wood is light, I don't feel any tightness when I put the stool on my waist. But the balance is not good, it's not as good as a square plastic stool, so I'll just use it as it is.
Before Wen Jiajia went to work, she deliberately put two eggs in her pocket for fear that she would be hungry.
It’s much easier to pick peanuts in the afternoon.
One pull, one sit, one shake, all together.
Well, not only was it easy, but the efficiency was also not bad. It was just that the uncles and aunts on the surrounding hills seemed quite bored.
The honest farmers all felt that Wen Jiajia's behavior was "taking advantage of a loophole."
He was still muttering: "People fool the earth, and the earth fools the stomach." Wen Santai is not honest and is not a decent person!
But the younger people's eyes lit up. Good guy, Wen Jiajia is smart and brave.
Who doesn't want this? But if you really do this, your ears will be ringing. In other words, she is the boss of the Wen family and she can do whatever she wants.
Look now, an old man is not used to it, and walks over with his hands behind his back: "I say, Wen family girl, you can't do this."
Wen Jiajia asked, "What should I do? Please teach me. If I can't learn it, my whole family will starve to death." Then I will take the child in each hand and go to your house for dinner.
I'm just staring at your family eating!
"Anyway, the aunt from the county town street office said that she has reserved a place for me on the street. Even though it's only eight pieces, if I really want it... humph!"
The old man had a stiff face and looked frightened.
Wen Jiajia ignored him and kept moving. There was no one around and no one could hear her, so she didn't want to be nice. Besides, she was still angry from the morning and now she was showing off, which made her extremely irritated, so she didn't give him any face.
I rolled my eyes in my heart, thinking that you and I are not related at all, and you haven't given me a penny yet, why are you showing off your 2.58 million in front of me? If you really want me to be your grandson, give me 2,000 first and then I will call you grandpa.
The old man turned around and left, and when he returned he told the villagers that Wen Jiajia had a tough temper and a sharp tongue.
What can the villagers say?
There was nothing to say. Only three people were left in the Wen family. If Wen Jiajia quit, then the two girls Wen Chun and Wen Xuan would have to take over.
So not only did no one in the village talk about her, but many people even came to her house to talk to her about the old man in secret.
"Old man Fang Gui has a mental problem. Jia Jia, don't pay any attention to him. His sons can't stand him. It's a good thing his wife passed away early, otherwise they would have been annoyed to death by him."
Wen Jiajia: ...The way you say this sounds like you are glad that the other person left early.
"You are the aunt of the two children. Chun'er's father is an orphan, and he has no relatives there. You are the closest to him." A person who claimed to be Aunt Lan stuttered while cracking melon seeds.
Then he said, "Xuan'er is even more difficult. As for your second sister's boyfriend, we don't like to talk about him. He's just a pretty boy, even less capable than Chen Xiong, the old man from the Chen family next door. Tell me what your second sister liked about him back then... Ahem, of course, we won't talk about that now. Poor Xuanxuan! She just loves you as her aunt. My daughter Meihua even said that she envied Xuan'er for having an aunt!"
Wen Jiajia: ...I understand. They are afraid that she will run away. Or maybe they are more afraid that she will take the two children to eat at other people's houses.
"Our village has grown a lot of late rice this year, so don't worry about having no food at home. The work points on your account are enough for you and your nephew to eat rice for a whole year."
Wen Jiajia: Don’t tell me, she really planned to do so.
Although she can eat sweet potato rice, she still prefers to eat white rice, pure white rice.
She had suffered so much after traveling through time. She couldn't eat meat, couldn't afford milk, slept on a straw mattress, and wore a tattered cotton shirt. Yet she couldn't deny herself white rice.
Wen Jiajia readily agreed and tried her best to assure the aunts and uncles that she would not give up. Only then did they leave.
She finally gave in, took a sip of water, and went to catch loaches.
In late summer and early autumn, the sky doesn't get dark so quickly. When Wen Jiajia went out with the fish basket, the sun was still hanging over the western hills, bright but not too scorching, just the right time for comfort.
Where do people usually go to catch loaches and eels in the village?
Go to the river, go to the ditch.
Decades later, there were no such good wild loaches and eels for Wen Jiajia to catch, so she was a little hesitant when she first started.
"Are you Wen San?" someone spoke.
Wen Jiajia turned around and saw a person squatting on the ridge of a field beside the ditch. At first glance, he looked familiar. Upon closer inspection, he looked even more familiar. He looked like the Chen family next door.
Sure enough, he pulled out a piece of dogtail grass and put it in his mouth: "You know who I am, right? I'm Chen Xiong, and I live next door to you."
Wen Jiajia curled the corner of her mouth, nodded, and continued to catch loaches.
"Hey, I'm talking to you!"
Wen Jiajia didn't even raise her head. She moved steadily and accurately, picked up two loaches as long as her middle finger, and quickly poured them into the fish basket: "Didn't I nod?"
"Okay, okay." Chen Xiong moved his butt towards Wen Jiajia, "Wen San, do you remember that we played together when we were kids, but before you went to the city."
"How could I remember this?" The original owner had blurred the appearance of his own parents, so how could he remember this traitorous neighbor?
"That's right, you were still a little kid back then." He nodded pretentiously and moved his hips again, "Oh! It's my fault that I wasn't at home that day. I was actually at the commune that day and saw Brother Wei running with you in his arms, but I didn't know it was you. It was only later that I learned that something happened in your family."
Wen Jiajia finally looked up at him, puzzled: "You really don't look like Brother Chen Qiang or Brother Chen Li."
Chen Qiang and Chen Li are both kind and honest people.
But my younger brother, who is from the same mother, is a fool.
What kind of good person would take the initiative to mention her dead family in front of an orphan? Is he stupid or evil?
Maybe it's because I'm stupid. Being a bad guy also requires some intelligence.
If she has some bad intentions, she will burst into tears and then fall to the ground and twitch, and she can easily cheat you of dozens of eggs.
Call him stupid, and he immediately proved it.
Seeing that Wen Jiajia was willing to pay attention, Chen Xiong seemed to be more energetic. He pretended to be worried and asked, "Tell me about your family's situation. Uncle Wen and Aunt Wen probably didn't leave you much savings. And the family doesn't have a strong labor force. You still have to support Chun'er and Xuan'er. What should you do?"
Wen Jiajia felt a little amused: "Yeah, what should we do?"
Chen Xiong's eyes lit up and he came closer: "Girl, do you want me to show you a way out?"
Wen Jiajia's face turned serious: "Way out? Sure, give me food and money and I'll have a way out."
Chen Xiong was choked by her words: "Hey, what are you saying? I, your brother Xiong, have an empty pocket and even less money than you do, so how can I give you anything?" This is Little Lajiao, who is pretty but speaks in a very sarcastic way, and is nothing like Big Sister Wen and Second Sister Wen.
Wen Jiajia rolled her eyes: "What the hell are you talking about?"
She had seen a lot of strange men in her life, the kind that were likely to take advantage of others and the kind that were likely to open a dyeing studio with just a little pigment, like Chen Xiong.
If there is no sarcasm in your tone, he will think you are easy to bully.
After all, she didn't rely on him for food, so she should first get rid of her bad reputation. Even if someone wanted to take advantage of her in the future, they would be more cautious.
Wen Jiajia shook her hair and left this ditch.
Chen Xiong called from behind: "Don't go ahead and touch them. There are more loaches and eels in the river at the end of the village."
Wen Jiajia paused and turned to the end of the village.
The river meanders through the village. Follow the river upstream and you will reach the upper reaches.
There is a land temple next to it. There are many Buddhists and Taoists in the local area. The incense is very strong in this land, and there are many believers even in the city.
This has led to the situation that although no one dares to publicly pray to the gods and Buddhas, people still burn incense and chant sutras in private every year. No one dares to destroy the temples, and just not adding incense oil is the limit.
The area Chen Xiong mentioned is probably near the temple.
Wen Jiajia carefully walked down from the height to the riverside, found a long wooden stick, rolled up her trouser legs, and walked into the river while testing its depth.
Fortunately, this is just a shallow river.
After Wen Jiajia eliminated the danger, she began to bend down and start to catch fish. There were indeed a lot of loaches and eels here. After a while, she saw other people coming one after another.
"Jia Jia, you're here too." Someone laughed, "You came at the right time. The eels are the fattest during these few days of the year. We can catch all the eels in this section of the river in less than a week."
Wen Jiajia was still very well-behaved when facing normal people, and smiled and replied: "Yes, I am lucky. It is difficult to find these things in the city. In some aspects, our village is better."
Others were happy to hear this and felt that Miss Wen San was quite good at speaking.
You don't provoke her, and she won't provoke you.
So some kind-hearted people taught her how to catch it more easily.
Wen Jiajia is very good at hands-on work and can learn things quickly. His ability to catch loaches and eels has evolved again.
It was not yet dark, but the sun had already disappeared in the sky. Experienced farmers knew that it would be dark in less than half an hour.
Wen Jiajia came ashore, kicked off the water with her feet, covered the fish basket, and hurried home humming a little tune.
"The pond is full, the rain has stopped, and the mud beside the field is full of loaches..."
A large basket of eels, loaches, small crabs and miscellaneous fish, enough for her to eat for several days!
Facing the gentle evening breeze and the fiery and gorgeous sunset, I suddenly feel that life is also beautiful.
When she was almost home, the two children playing at the door ran towards her. Wen Jiajia immediately smiled brilliantly, more brilliant than the sunset.
"Chun'er, Xuanxuan! Look what I brought back."
“Bang!”
The wooden basin in Chen Xiong's hand fell to the ground, and everyone was stunned.
Zhang Xiuli hit him on the spine: "You're going to die, I just washed the clothes!"
Then I looked in the direction of my old son's sight, and oh no, my old son was sick again.
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