"Then I will bring people with you to catch the fish fry. I guess a lot of them will die in this hassle," Li Mantun said with concern.
The old man also feels distressed because it is all his hard work.
After bringing water into the fish pond, Li Mantun took two tractors in the village, carefully wrapped the cabins with plastic film, and went to Chunni's house with more than a dozen strong laborers.
It was noon when the tractors entered the village. Every family was cooking at home. When they saw two tractors entering the village, they all craned their necks to look.
The old man went to say hello to Chunni's parents first.
Chunni's father was silent and sighed, "Let's go. It's better to go. I will be gone in the second half of my life and can't protect you. Your mother and I will help you take care of the land. You can come back in the fall to harvest it." The old man seemed to have aged several years in an instant.
"Thank you, Dad." The old man didn't say anything, he just said thank you. They had troubled the father-in-law a lot in the past half hour, he remembered it all.
Chunni's father waved his hand and said, "Come on, I'll help you catch the fish fry."
A group of people dug a fish pond, and many villagers watched from afar and talked about it secretly.
"What's this for? So many people are here?"
"Didn't you see the tractor carrying fish? I guess it's going to pull the fish fry!" someone guessed with sharp eyes.
"Why are you taking it away? Why don't you keep it for good?"
"Don't pretend, everyone knows who, you didn't go to share their fish fry a few days ago!"
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"You've pushed them too far, they don't want to stay here anymore, let's see how you can take advantage of them this time," someone sneered.
The villagers who went there said, "If you don't want to raise them here, then forget it. They are not from our village anyway, so dog meat can't be attached to a donkey."
"I heard that some people are growing mushrooms and building greenhouses. Now forget it. They can't do it in our village anymore. We can't even expect to get any help from them." The villager who had not participated in the fight for fish seedlings said leisurely that the team leader had said before that after their trial today, they could start growing mushrooms tomorrow.
"Just listen to what they say. Do you believe them if they say they can grow gold? We want to raise some fish, but they don't even help us. How can we expect them to help us?" Some people simply didn't believe it.
Everyone was whispering and talking about it, but no one came forward to help.
Li Mantun and his team first loaded half a truck with water, and then began to fish out the fry. There were not many fry, so they were caught quickly, and one tractor was enough. Li Mantun arranged for several people to constantly stir the water on the tractor to produce oxygen artificially.
Chunni packed up her things and asked, "Uncle, what should I do with my mushrooms?"
"Is it out?"
"It has emerged. It's over there in the fish pond. I'll take you there." Chunni saw the fish had emerged in the morning, and she was reluctant to leave.
Li Mantun ran to the other side of the fish pond, where there were more than a dozen wooden boxes neatly arranged and dozens of mushroom bags hanging on them.
Chunni showed him the little mushroom head that was slightly exposed on the mushroom bag.
Li Mantun was very surprised that the couple's hard work was not in vain, the mushrooms were grown and "all taken away"
"Can the car be put down?" Chunni saw that there was a tractor that probably couldn't be put down.
"I'll go to the next village to borrow one! You guys wait here." How could Li Mantun keep such a good thing? If he left it to Chunni's father, according to the moral character of the villagers, he would have to share it.
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