Didn’t they say there are no fish in the reservoir?
Who can tell them what's going on?
Seeing that everyone was stunned, Qin Xia looked proud and said, "I told you we caught a lot of fish, but you still didn't believe me!"
"Jianguo, how did you catch so many fish? Did others do the same?" Zhao Yan asked curiously.
Qin Jianguo smiled and shook his head: "We were the only ones who caught the fish, but the children couldn't hold the fishing rod, so Ge Liang and Chen Guofu helped.
I gave each of them one, and Ge Liang brought it back for me out of gratitude. "
At this time, Xie Yuwei, who heard the noise, walked out of the room. Seeing the fish jumping around in the bucket, she was surprised.
Originally, she had no hope that Qin Jianguo would take the children fishing, and she just thought that he was taking the children out for fun.
Who knew it would give them such a big surprise.
Qin Qiu and the others had no interest in playing skipping rope anymore.
What everyone is thinking about is, how to eat fish for lunch?
"Second brother, you are great!" Qin Jiandang, who came back from the ground, saw so many fish and couldn't help but pat his second brother on the shoulder.
What a treat at noon!
Qin Jianjun, who was following behind, had no change in expression. He walked straight into the hall and went to the backyard without even looking at the fish.
When people looked at him, no one looked at him.
"Hehe, I'm just lucky. Come and give me a hand and carry the bucket to the backyard!" Qin Jianguo smiled.
However, he believes that in addition to luck, it is his superb fishing skills that are the reason.
Otherwise, why couldn’t Chen Guofu and Ge Liang catch any fish?
Old Mrs. Qin, who had just finished feeding the chickens, was thinking about what to eat for lunch when she saw the two brothers Jiandan and Jianguo coming over with a bucket of fish. She immediately burst into laughter.
"We caught so many fish. It seems that there are still a lot of fish in the reservoir."
"Grandma, what kind of fish are you planning to cook for lunch?" Qin Man asked with a smile, looking up.
Old Lady Qin looked at the children happily: "How do you want to eat?"
Qin Xia was the first to raise her hand: "Grandma, I want to eat braised fish!"
"I want to eat pickled fish!"
"I want to eat boiled fish fillet!"
"And me, I want to eat..."
Before she could finish her words, Qin Jianguo interrupted her: "You all want to eat different things, what should I do?"
“It’s okay. I have a lot of fish at home. I cook a different fish dish every day.
It shouldn't die if you keep it at home for a few days!" said Old Lady Qin.
After hearing what grandma said, the children shouted "Long live grandma!"
Xie Yuwei had a suggestion: "Mom, we can't eat so many fish in one or two bites. If we keep them for too long, they may not survive. Why not pickle a few and save them for later."
"Okay, then we'll pickle five of them, eat the remaining four, and send the other one to Captain Liu's home.
If it weren't for him yesterday, I don't know what would have happened to Li Dacheng." Old Lady Qin nodded.
"Then I'll go deliver the fish!" Qin Jiandang grabbed a medium-sized grass carp from the bucket.
He weighed it in his hand and it weighed at least six pounds.
This fish is really fat, why hasn’t anyone caught it before?
After Qin Jiandang left, Old Lady Qin arranged for the old man to kill the fish.
"I'll come and help too. I'm the best at scraping fish scales." Qin Jianguo rolled up his sleeves and got to work.
The children stopped playing and just watched the fish being killed with great interest.
As the eldest child in the family, Qin Qiu does the most work.
She is responsible for helping out and is good at handling internal organs.
After all the fish were cleaned, Xie Yuwei began to pickle them one by one.
Marinating is very simple, just apply salt evenly on every part.
Only if you add enough salt will the fish not go bad.
Every time she pickled a fish, Zhao Yan would pass a plastic rope through the fish's gills and then tie it to the clothesline in the yard to dry in the sun.
Old Mrs. Qin and Zhang Xiumei were busy in the kitchen, one making the fire and the other cooking.
Everyone has a clear division of labor, and the kitchen and backyard are filled with the smell of fireworks.
Everyone had a smile of hard work and satisfaction on their face.
Only Qin Jianjun was lying in the woodshed, feeling out of place. The laughter of his family members sounded piercing to him.
He was turning around in annoyance, covering his ears with his hands.
During meals, the adults are responsible for picking out fish bones for the younger children, otherwise they might get stuck in their throats and be dangerous.
Qin Jianjun ate his meal in silence. He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up some fish, but was slapped away by Old Lady Qin.
"If you want to eat fish, go catch it yourself. Don't think you can eat whatever you want just because you work at home!"
It's not that she was cruel to her son, but she had to be cruel.
This son's character is extremely bad, just as bad as Li Dacheng's.
If she continues to indulge him like this, he will definitely go astray in the future.
The best way is to stop pampering him. Only when he has experienced all the hardships in life will he work hard to make progress.
Qin Jianjun didn't say anything, turned around and picked up a piece of cabbage with chopsticks.
If you don’t want to eat it, then don’t eat it. You act like he really treasures it.
In the room, Qin Han was busy in the Qiankun Realm.
The rice inside should be harvested, as well as the potatoes. The big ones can weigh two kilograms, and each one is a king of potatoes.
It’s time to pick the cotton, and it’s almost over the hilltops.
Eggs need to be picked up and loaches need to be fed.
This is all alive...
In the space, the little people were sitting on the grass, pointing their little fingers here and there, busy and having a lot of fun.
Practicing Taoism while farming, this combination of work and rest is quite pleasant.
The next day, Grandma Qin prepared a boiled egg for each child and asked them to take it to school to eat.
During this period, the eggs at home would become a little bit rare every time we ate them.
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