When Yang Dongxu was in Northern Russia, he saw a lot of winter swimming enthusiasts and was impressed by them, and he also saw a lot of winter fishing people who felt a little shady.
And he never thought that he would have such a ridiculous day. If you want to go to the West Lake to drink tea in the middle of winter, and say that the beauty of the West Lake is not as beautiful as the legend, it is a pain in the ass.
If you come to winter fishing if you seem to have a headache, then you are just looking for something cold, especially this kind of ice fishing that is not really ice fishing.
Real ice fishing is to dig a hole in the ice of a large river or lake to fish. Although fishing is cold, it is still fun.
There is no need to think about fishing on frozen rivers or lakes in Hangzhou in the winter, so this ice fishing is purely about looking for the cold.
Especially in the cold winter in Hangzhou, it was a pure magic attack. The cold in the north is a physical attack, which can be resisted by floor heating and various types of equipment such as cotton pants and jackets.
But there is really no way to resist this magic attack. So even if there is no floor heating or air conditioning at home this season, it is more comfortable to just wrap up a quilt and sleep at home than to go fishing in the winter, but Yang Dongxu still got out of his head to fish.
The person who organized this winter fishing was none other than Chu Fei, who asked Miao Shan to spread the word.
What's even more ridiculous is that not only did Yang Dongxu accept the appointment, but the two of them sat next to the reservoir without saying a word for some reason, just sitting there blowing the cold wind as if they were struggling with endurance.
Others were fishing more than others, so the two of them sat next to the reservoir as if they were competing to see who could withstand the cold. Even the security guard who was drinking hot tea in the guard box hut not far away looked at us strangely, as if he was looking at two idiots.
This season, even the fish pond owners are out of business and have gone somewhere. Maodong has gone, leaving only one gatekeeper in the entire reservoir.
Today two people suddenly came over and said they were fishing. They brought a lot of fishing gear and worked with it for a long time before casting the hook. Now they have been sitting there for more than an hour without even catching a fish. This can't be described as a sand sculpture. You don't even know how to put on your clothes and run indoors when it's cold.
"I've practiced boy kung fu, so it doesn't matter if I'm cold." Yang Dongxu's voice trembled a little.
The cold in the south is really cold, especially in the cold winter months. If you sit next to the reservoir, the slight breeze will pierce your flesh like a knife.
"I have participated in winter swimming competitions, so the cold is nothing." Chu Fei's lips turned a little purple.
Although he doesn't eat, drink or play like a playboy, he usually does exercise and his physical condition is still good. But after all, it was a pampered lifestyle. Yang Dongxu's voice trembled. Not only did his lips turn purple, but his body also trembled.
"How about we go inside and have some tea?" Du Heng, who was standing on the shore and wandering around, suggested.
Although he is a young and strong man, he still feels quite cold standing by the reservoir on this cold day. Not only is he cold, but he also feels uncomfortable.
He always felt that the reservoir security guard was looking at him, and he was also counting his younger brother who had no choice but to carry the boss's bag.
As for Chu Fei, he hasn't had any bodyguards around him since he lowered his profile. Of course, there are still bodyguards without a driver, but the driver thought the boss had something to discuss and didn't come with him. At this time, he was sitting in the car in the parking lot with the heater blowing on.
At this time, Du Heng regretted extremely, why he had to follow Yang Dongxu every step of the way. Looking around the reservoir in the middle of winter, there is no danger that either of the two sand sculptures in front of me will have hair.
Of course, if they were re-elected, he would definitely still follow.
"You are a good bodyguard. Where did you find him?" Chu Fei followed Du Heng's words and stood up, as if he wanted to stretch his body.
As a result, it seemed that I had been doing it for too long and my legs were a little stiff due to the cold. I stumbled and almost fell into the water without standing up.
Yang Dongxu next to him quickly pulled him back with quick eyes and hands.
Chu Fei, who was shocked, stabilized his body and quickly thanked him regardless of the inexplicable competition between men. It was just that while thanking his body, he was shaking like a swing, which made Yang Dongxu frown.
"Thank you, thank you. Stand still!" Yang Dongxu said.
"My legs are a bit numb and I can't control them." Chu Fei said with a slight blush.
"Why are you standing there stupidly? Come here and help me." Yang Dongxu turned to Du Heng on the shore and shouted.
Du Heng was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Yang Dongxu, who was standing like a horse, and walked over in two strides with his long legs, "Are your legs numb too?"
"Get out of here!" Yang Dongxu glared at this guy angrily. He didn't have any sharp eyesight to open or lift any pot.
Of course, although his legs were numb, he would never admit it. He took two steps with stiff legs to show that he was fine.
"I'm fine too!" Chu Fei pushed Du Heng's hand away. At this moment, he also calmed down a bit. Although he walked more exaggeratedly than Yang Dongxu, like a duck, he was already away from the water and there was no danger. There was no problem at all in taking two steps.
"Beat me!" Du Heng rolled his eyes speechlessly, feeling that it was inexplicable that neither of these two people were normal today.
"You lost!" Yang Dongxu said to Chu Fei.
"You didn't catch the fish first." Chu Fei said harshly.
"Are we competing for fishing?" Yang Dongxu looked at Chu Fei in surprise. It was obvious that Mr. Chu, who was not quite dignified, was acting rogue.
"Coming to the reservoir is not better than fishing. Who else, Northwest Feng, drinks more?"
"Fuck!" Yang Dongxu didn't want to defend himself anymore and gave the other party a middle finger.
Then he started to do some funny gymnastics with his somewhat stiff body. He jumped around for a long time to let the blood flow and dispel the cold. He felt much better.
Chu Fei next to him was not idle either. Although his legs were not as powerful as Yang Dongxu's high kick, he could still do a simple kick and swing his arms, which made his stiff body come alive, and the chill naturally dissipated.
But it's definitely still cold. After all, it's cold to stay in the house at this temperature today, and there's a cold wind blowing next to the reservoir.
"If you have something to say, tell me immediately. I'll leave as soon as I'm done. Damn this weather and temperature, I wouldn't even leave the house if you didn't invite me."
"I just want to find a place to talk quietly. Who knows it's so cold here." Chu Fei complained.
He came here often. Since he lowered his profile, Chu Fei fell in love with fishing. He felt that it felt very good to quietly wait for the fish to take the bait after placing the bait.
I just wanted to find a place to talk to Yang Dongxu, ignoring the season and today's damn cold wave low temperature.
"Find a place to eat something hot." Chu Fei, whose body had warmed up a bit and no longer walked like a duck, said.
"Come on, you'll be hungry when you find a place to go back to the city." Yang Dongxu stopped him, turned around and came to the guard box, "Master, please ask where there are restaurants nearby!"
Yang Dongxu touched his chest while talking, then realized that he did not smoke in this life, and turned to look at Chu Fei and Du Heng.
Chu Fei shook his head. He didn't smoke either. Du Heng took two quick steps and handed a cigarette to Uncle Mengang.
"Xiao Su, it's so smoky! You want to eat, right? After exiting the intersection in front of you, turn again. There is a free-range chicken farm on the other side of the reservoir. Where to make ground pot chicken? Go early and the business there is very good in winter. Are you late? Location."
"Okay, thank you, uncle!"
(End of chapter)
