In late autumn, large, thick ice blocks on the Nenjiang River flow northwestward with the swift current.
This was the first time most of the villagers had come to the Nenjiang River for fishing.
"Brother Lin, is it really possible to catch fish?" The young Lin Changliang was full of anticipation for fishing.
Perhaps what they're looking forward to isn't catching fish, but eating it.
"Brother Lin's fishing method is so simple!"
Before Lin Mo could even speak, the experienced Miao Qingsong and Miao Wang took the lead in greeting everyone.
They called some villagers into the ridge to dig out rat holes, and then called some more villagers to build a log bridge across the river.
In the past, when there were only a few of them, it was impossible to cast a net across the river.
As a result, during those fishing trips, far more fish escaped the net than were caught.
But they still managed to catch several thousand kilograms of fish!
With so many people working together today, forming a wide net, we're sure to win a lot more!
Lin Mo suddenly found himself with some free time, as his two childhood friends were perfectly capable of handling things here.
After they gave a shout, the banks of the Nenjiang River began to bustle with activity.
Taking advantage of the free time, Lin Mo searched for Su Xiaoxiao in the crowd.
"Brother Lin, are there enough bamboo baskets? If not, I have more at home."
Coincidentally, while Lin Mo was searching for Su Xiaoxiao, Su Xiaoxiao also wanted to get a little closer to him and had already taken the initiative to come and find him.
What does it mean to feel like a gentle spring breeze? When Lin Mo saw Su Xiaoxiao in front of him, he felt a warm spring breeze brushing against his face and blowing into his heart.
"Hehe," Lin Mo's inexplicable smile became silly:
"That's enough. No need to make another trip; it's too tiring."
"If we can catch a lot of fish, we have a big net, so we can just net them up and use a donkey cart to haul them away."
"By the way, about studying..."
"Xiaoxiao, come over here and lend a hand, hand me the nails."
Before he could even finish uttering a few words about the main point, Uncle Su's voice came from afar.
Uncle Su is leading people to try to drive piles into the river. Only after the piles are driven in can the log bridge be built steadily.
"They're here."
Su Xiaoxiao ran back, carrying a small cloth bag on her back. It turned out that the bag was full of odds and ends, such as nails. She would hand over whatever her father wanted.
Chen Gang also came over, and seeing the bustling activity along the riverbank, he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.
Even when he spoke, no one paid him any attention.
Meanwhile, several other eyes were watching them from a distance.
Xu Zhenting had already led the donkey to the county, while his henchmen Liang Zhenguo and Wang Jian continued to keep an eye on their every move.
"Hmph, do you really think Brother Xu can't get any big shots from the county to come?"
"seek death."
"Let's see how you die."
"The bait's been thrown!"
Miao Wang led the villagers into the mountains to dig out rat burrows, and soon they brought back several baskets of crushed rats.
"The bridge is almost finished! Just one last pile!"
The villagers divided the work and cooperated, working together as a team.
Even the usually taciturn carpenter Su played a crucial role here. Without anyone getting their coats wet, they skillfully built a log bridge using clever water-filled stakes.
Soon, the wooden bridge was completed, and the rough fishing net, made of knots, was pulled up horizontally!
"Put in the bait! Create a feeding area!"
With each shout, a strong, fishy stench wafted up on the wind.
A patch of scarlet blood immediately floated on the river surface, but it was quickly diluted and dissipated by the water.
Meanwhile, the dark swarms were also subtly intensifying.
Upon seeing this, the villagers were overjoyed!
Wow! Fishing with nets is really that simple!
"If only we had come to the internet cafe sooner!"
"Hahaha!"
The atmosphere instantly became lively, with everyone eagerly anticipating the harvest.
"Time to pull in the net!"
"No rush! Wait a little longer!"
Miao Wang, Lin Mo's little follower, has now become the leader of the fishing team. Don't underestimate him because he's young; he's very experienced.
The moment he spoke, everyone obeyed!
How can I describe this feeling? It's like I have a strong sense of presence in the village, and everyone respects and trusts me!
That was so satisfying!
The villagers waited anxiously for almost ten minutes, watching as many fish nimbly and fiercely fought for the bait, then swam around to the east and west after eating.
They watched helplessly as many fish, having eaten their fill, prepared to leave, but there was still no sign of the net being pulled in.
This has the villagers very worried.
Just then, Miao Qingsong, who was standing on the wooden bridge with his men, finally spoke:
"Knock on the fish!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen or so people standing on the wooden bridge, each carrying a stick, began to swing their sticks up and down, striking the water's surface repeatedly.
The black pufferfish, which had been fiercely and peacefully scrambling for bait, suddenly became startled and swam in the opposite direction of the movement.
"Close the net!"
Miao Wang cooperated perfectly.
After he shouted, Miao Qingsong immediately followed suit:
"withdraw!"
Miao Qingsong and his men had just run back from the wooden bridge when, right after, the villagers on the other side, who were holding nets, began to drag their nets across to the wooden bridge.
They dragged the net along the bridge towards the shore.
"Ugh! It's so heavy!"
"Someone come and lend a hand!"
In the brief moment of chaos, many people ran onto the wooden bridge to lend a hand and pull it up.
Nearly thirty people exerted all their strength and finally dragged the rough crossnet ashore.
The villagers waiting on the shore also quickly lent a hand until all the nets were pulled ashore.
At this moment, the bulging and lively net is simply astonishing to the ancestral grave!
They initially thought the fishing net was too big, so while weaving it, some people dawdled due to the inertia of working together, tying knots sloppily.
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