"No," Gu Bao glanced at the rice jumping around at his feet and said seriously, "You followed it."
"No way." Gu Qingqing turned around and made a face at him, then continued talking to Zhao Yu.
I don’t know if all villages were originally built around rivers. This stream is not far from the entrance of the village, with a small bridge made of logs across it. After the bridge is Dagouzi Village.
After being busy for a while, they finally had some free time. After dinner, the villagers sat by the river. The old men chatted while fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans, the old ladies sewed shoe soles in the moonlight, and the younger women washed clothes by the river.
"My dear, are you here to fish?" An old man saw her holding a basket and greeted her with a kind look.
"Yes, Master Zhang." Gu Qingqing greeted them one after another with a beaming face. She turned around and saw that her brothers had already rolled up their trousers and went down to the river, while her uncle was catching snails in the field next to them.
Zhao Yu struggled to move the big rocks to look for crabs, while Gu Xiong slowly lowered the crabs into the grass by the river with a bamboo net bag in his hand.
Gu Qingqing walked over quietly, and Gu Xiong just happened to pick up some shrimps. She bent over to take a closer look and was overjoyed: "So many shrimps!!! Brother, pick up some more!!!"
After saying that, he quickly handed the basket over and waited for Gu Xiong to pour out the shrimps.
The small basket was specially woven by Gu Yin. It was very tight and almost no water leaked through it, so even the little shrimps couldn't escape.
Gu Yuanchao also caught a few fish, most of which were palm-sized crucian carps. Wild ones don't grow big, but they taste delicious. There were also a few finger-sized, transparent fish, which Gu Qingqing loved the most. They had no scales or bones, and tasted good fried or grilled.
It will be more fragrant if fried in oil, but unfortunately my mother only does this during the Chinese New Year. She usually just frys it over fire.
"My dear!" There was a layer of snails in the basket at Gu Bao's feet. When he saw a hole the size of a finger, he shouted in surprise, "Call your brother Heping! There are loaches!!!"
"Hey, hey, hey!" When Gu Qingqing heard that there were loaches, she left the basket for Gu Yuanchao and pulled Gu Heping to run to the field next to her.
Water had been released recently to facilitate plowing the fields. Gu Qingqing rolled up her trouser legs and went down, stepping into the soft mud. Suddenly she thought of something and retracted her foot.
"Uncle." She called softly, "Are there any dung beetles?" When she pulled up seedlings in the past, she was most afraid of this kind of bug. It was slippery like snot, stuck to the legs and wouldn't go down, sucking blood like crazy, and couldn't be killed by stepping on it.
"No, come down quickly." Gu Bao reached into the mud hole with his fingers and quickly caught a black loach. He threw the loach into the wooden barrel that Gu Heping brought, and left the basket for Gu Qingqing to catch snails.
Gu Qingqing is not good at catching loaches, she can only stand by and drool as she encourages her uncle brothers.
Gu Bao and Gu Heping went around looking for loach holes. The moonlight was bright enough tonight, so they were able to find them accurately and caught five or six in less than ten minutes.
The water was a little muddy, but Gu Qingqing didn't even bend over to look. She stepped forward tentatively in the field and picked up snails if she found any. She didn't continue walking forward with the basket.
By the time she came up from the field, the small basket was already full. She put the basket aside and went to the river to wash the mud off her legs, lifting her trouser legs.
"Qingqing," Zhao Yu was still turning over the rocks. He saw her sitting on a big rock next to him. In her hand, she was waving a crab with a big claw. "Shall we go back and grill it tonight?"
"Okay." Gu Qingqing swung her feet and kicked up a string of water splashes: "Let my brother get some tender bamboos, and we can stew loaches to eat."
The harvest tonight was quite good, so they all took the small path back.
"Father?" Seeing Gu Jin hurried to the end of the village, Gu Qingqing was confused: "Where are you going so late?"
"A chicken was lost from your Grandpa Zhang's house. Your Uncle Zhang said it was stolen by the educated youth. Abao, I'll go over and take a look. You take Qingqing and the others back first." He gave Gu Bao a few instructions and then went to the educated youth site with Qin Wuhui.
"Okay, okay." Gu Bao was also a little confused: "Qingqing, stop looking, I'll go back and make you some stewed loach and grilled crabs."
How could this group of educated youth steal chickens?
He secretly complained in his heart.
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