Around two o'clock in the morning, the weather was cold, and the water temperature was just as cold as it was in the morning. I jumped in for a bath, and the coolness was so refreshing and comfortable.
Then, use another person to lower a piece of wood as thick as an arm, and tie it vertically to the base of the stick pile.
"That's not our house anymore. It's a place we live in. We built all the houses ourselves."
Yang Chunming and Wang Chunxiu had a bad relationship to begin with, but without the Zhou family's influence, he was quite considerate towards Hongshan.
So everyone refused, and the little guy each took out two yuan as an activity fee. The seventy or so people had a little less than one hundred yuan, which they used to buy some food and drinks.
There aren't many ways to catch crayfish. Back in Zhang Wanqing's time, we would just turn over rocks by the river to catch them.
Zhou Mingyuan was already tired and sleepy because of her pregnancy. When Yin Zhenming came back later, there would likely be another disturbance, which would affect Zhou Mingyuan's rest.
So it doesn't matter what seasonings are needed, or if the method is too simple, just adding a little salt and boiling it in a pot will result in a terrible taste.
As the person approached, the person opposite instantly picked up the basket, and then they saw the little fish jumping and hopping around outside the basket.
Yu Shuaijun took his daughter to the hospital for a checkup, and after confirming that the child had some problems, the Zhou family breathed a sigh of relief.
They were all strong but weak young men, yet they ate like the wind.
"Hey, you know what, our class monitor's cooking skills are really good. That fish stew is really delicious."
Sure enough, after a short while, Fu Hongshan felt the branches become heavy.
By the time it reached the front, it had all been eaten by those people, not a single bit was left.
Yin Zhenming caught the crayfish under the willow branches, threw them out of the bucket, and then continued to extend the willow branches out of the water.
The relationship with Yin Zhenming and others was wrong; they stayed outside the homes of these educated youths, including Yin Zhenming.
Eating outside restaurants is even worse; there are no bowls or chopsticks, it's like a canteen where you get your own food from your own lunchbox.
The training has begun, and even if everyone can stay at the Forestry Bureau's guesthouse, they will have to find another place to stay.
To get through that difficult time, I led people to weave several small, belly-sized fish traps using willow branches from the riverbank.
"Well, that's a bit short. We've already fished in the fishing grounds, so they probably won't be ready by the time we get them out."
If the wok is damaged, pour a little oil on the outside, throw in a few slices of fatty meat and stir-fry them, then add some chopped green onions and garlic to sauté.
We walked all the way to the old Songjiang River, located in the northeast corner of Zhouqinglan Town, downstream of the nursery bridge.
In those days, the river was polluted, and the aquatic life was abundant. Even in the old Songjiang River, which was quite close to the town, there were many crayfish.
Halfway there, Fu Hongshan pretended to casually inquire about the house I saw next time, confirming that it was not Yang Chunming's house.
Those young men were quite well-behaved outside the water, splashing and acting up in all sorts of ways. Unfortunately, due to the recent drought and the depth of the river, something unexpected happened.
So, those few educated youths who were originally in Houchuan Forest Farm with Zhou Qinglan were actually reassigned to other forest farms. That time, not many of them came for training.
"When they come to Houchuan Forest Farm, since we didn't have the chance before, let Xiping lead us back down the mountain to hunt, and then we can make some 'bad food' when we get back," Zhang Wanqing chimed in.
Several people, carrying two small baskets, started catching fish at the fork in the river. In no time, the buckets were more than half full.
So when Yang Chunming heard that the others wanted to stay at a hotel, he was delighted and insisted that the little guy stay at his house.
Given the terrible relationship between Wang Jianshe, Chen Weiguo, and Fu Hongshan, it's perfectly acceptable for him to move in with them.
"Let's go back and gut the fish, then we'll catch some crayfish and cook them for lunch."
Back then, during the day, nobody would have a door to someone else's house.
Those who were also from Houchuan Forest Farm were the first to agree, and then Guo Yongping and the other educated youths of Zhou Qinglan also nodded in refusal.
Wang Chunxiu thought for a moment, and realized it was already past four o'clock. Song Jianghe's family lived at the corner of the building, and it would take at most seventy minutes to go back and forth.
Then, place some steamed buns, bread, or other bait outside and sink them to a deeper part of the river, especially in areas without willow trees providing shade.
No one sniffed the river fish tofu outside the lunchbox and said with a look of utter delight.
"Let's go back and stew the fish and cook some dishes, then we'll eat."
"Oh my, there are so many fish over there!" Everyone was overjoyed when they saw the fish and quickly picked them up and put them outside the bucket.
In the morning, after everyone declined, Fu Hongshan invited several of the teachers who had given us lectures to go out and have fun together.
At that time, his sister-in-law should be back from work cooking, why is she still outside? It's understandable.
We decided to leave it at that. The Zhou family's house was big, but they only had a few people living there. So the seven of us discussed whether we should find a hotel to stay in.
Yin Zhenming's home is in a grain store, which is a long walk south from the corner building.
Catching fish is fun, but squeezing their bellies is interesting.
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