Chapter 152 Fishing
Song Shuyan didn't mind his kiss.
His kiss was random and reckless. For Song Shuyan, who was also inexperienced, she was more curious than enjoying it.
He was rude to her.
She was no longer polite to him.
The little hand touched his Adam's apple, curiously feeling the touch of its sliding motion.
Moving all the way down, I couldn't let go of his delicate collarbone and lingered on it.
Later, I touched my abdominal muscles.
She felt it carefully, one, two, three... hard pieces. She counted them silently and found that there were really eight pieces!
The abdominal muscles are well-defined, strong and tough.
Zhou Jingshen let her touch him randomly, thinking that she had agreed to the next game.
Song Shuyan was careless and was once again taken advantage of.
She exclaimed, "Wait! Go away, I don't want to play anymore!"
Zhou Jingshen refused, "Shuyan, you have to be responsible for me. You lit the fire yourself..."
She shed tears silently. Why would any woman like to do such a thing?
Isn't this just asking for trouble?
Okay, just kissing and touching, she likes it very much.
His patient and restrained look bewitched her, and she softened her heart for a moment and acquiesced to his conquest of the city.
Finally he was satisfied, and it was her turn to feel resentful.
Fell asleep in a daze.
When I woke up, it was already bright outside.
She turned her head and saw that the bed next to her was empty. She reached out and touched it, and it felt cold, proving that he had been up for quite some time.
She closed her eyes and listened. It was very quiet outside.
After lying there for a long time, she couldn't fall asleep anymore, so she got up and reached for the watch on the dressing table. After taking it, she took a look at it.
Nine past five.
She got out of bed, changed her clothes, and went out to wash up.
The door of the next room was wide open, the quilt on the bed was neatly folded, and Gao Sulan's luggage was gone.
Song Shuyan: “……!!!”
So, did he send Aunt Lan to the train station?
She was annoyed. She got up late, why didn't they wake her up?
Would Aunt Lan blame her for not seeing her off?
He asked yesterday, what time does Aunt Lan's train arrive?
It was like 8:35 in the morning.
Oh, at this time, Aunt Lan should have already boarded the train.
It’s all Zhou Jingshen’s fault!
She originally wanted to go to bed early and get up early last night, but he kept pestering her and wouldn't let her sleep, so she got up late!
After washing up, she went into the kitchen and opened the pot.
Her intuition told her that breakfast was in the pot.
Sure enough, when I lifted the lid of the pot, there was an egg, a bowl of white porridge, and a small dish of pickles.
She took out breakfast.
I first mixed it with a cup of warm water and drank it, then picked up the egg, cracked it on the table, peeled it slowly, and ate it slowly.
Take another sip of porridge.
She took a bite of pickles and a mouthful of porridge. She only ate half a bowl of porridge and felt full.
Clear the table.
She went into the room and took her pajamas outside to wash.
On the bamboo pole at the door, the clothes she took off after taking a bath last night were neatly hung on it, fluttering in the wind.
Her pretty face flushed.
For two consecutive days, her underwear was also hung on it.
She scrubbed her pajamas absentmindedly.
Was it he who washed these clothes, or Aunt Lan?
Hang up the clothes.
She found the fishing rod he had made last night and wanted to go for a walk by the river.
It's just that the bait is a bit disgusting.
She heard Fang Yuan say yesterday that when they went fishing, they would just find a stick by the river and dig up earthworms, then tear them in half and hang them on the hook.
Her eyes fell on the small bag of peanuts on the sewing machine in the living room. She wondered if fish would eat peanuts.
How about she try it?
She put a handful of peanuts in her coat pocket.
He went out with his fishing rod.
"Xiao Song, where are you going?" asked the aunts I met on the road.
Song Shuyan raised his fishing rod and smiled, "I'm going to the river to fish."
There is a river not far from the camp.
An aunt kindly reminded me, "The fish in that river are very smart and hard to catch. My son went fishing every day for a while, but he only brought back one or two finger-sized fish. It was a complete waste of time."
Song Shuyan pursed her lips and smiled, "It's okay, Auntie, I'm just going out for fun, it doesn't matter if I don't catch any fish."
After she left, some aunts shook their heads.
"Alas, Xiao Song is still too young and only wants to play."
"That's right. Older kids don't go fishing anymore. Only kids around ten or eight like it."
Song Shuyan walked all the way to the river, found a shady spot to sit down, peeled a peanut, threw one into his mouth, and put one on the fish hook. With just a light throw, the tranquil surface of the water was broken with a gurgling sound.
“Aunt Song!”
She heard the sound and looked around.
"Aunt Song, this way!"
She turned around and saw that it was Fang Yuan and the others.
Five or six children peeked out from a distance.
Each person held a bamboo pole in his hand.
She waved at them and asked curiously, "Did you catch any fish?"
Fang Yuan was very proud, "I caught two! Look!"
He held up his big bamboo tube.
Song Shuyan only saw the green and yellow bamboo tube at first glance. She was speechless. She didn't have X-ray vision, so how could she know how many fish were in it and how big they were?
She yelled to Fang Yuan, "I can't see!"
Fang Yuan instructed one of the children, "Help me take it over and show it to Aunt Song!"
He handed the bamboo tube to the child.
"Yes, sir!" The child ran towards Song Shuyan happily, holding the bamboo tube.
"Aunt Song...look!"
The child ran to Song Shuyan and held the big bamboo tube under Song Shuyan's nose.
Song Shuyan took a look and saw two small fish as big as fingers wagging their tails.
She praised, "Wow! That's amazing!"
The child giggled and said, "Auntie, just wait. I can catch fish too. When I catch one, I'll give you one!"
"Okay, okay!"
Song Shuyan responded with a smile.
The child looked at the ground under Song Shuyan's feet and keenly discovered that she didn't seem to be digging earthworms.
He scratched his head and said, "Aunt, do you have enough bait? How about I dig some for you?"
Song Shuyan pondered for a moment, "I don't dare to put the earthworm on the hook, can you help me?"
The child's eyes drifted to her fishing rod.
I asked directly, "So what are you using as bait now?"
Just at this moment, the fishing rod moved.
The child was very excited. He lowered his voice to avoid scaring the fish away, "Quick, quick, quick! The fish has taken the bait. Pull it up and let's see!"
Song Shuyan listened to the advice and pulled the fishing rod up.
The child opened his eyes wide.
A fish as big as a palm was thrown onto the shore.
The child volunteered to run to catch the fish and take it off the hook.
“Aunt Song, what do you use to hold fish?”
Song Shuyan fell silent again. She was completely unprepared.
The little brother saw it and was afraid that the fish would die, so he quickly threw the fish into the big bamboo tube. The palm-sized fish entered the bamboo tube and could not swim anymore, so it hit the bamboo wall in frustration.
The little boy looked back and saw a peanut hanging on the fishhook. His eyes widened. He had obviously never seen anyone catch fish using peanuts as bait. He was so shocked.
He stammered, "This, this peanut..."
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