In the afternoon, Jiang Michia and Song Jingyun helped Jiang Youcheng and Liu collect the vitex branches.
The freshly cut wattle has too much moisture inside and is too brittle to be suitable for basket weaving. It needs to be left in the sun for a while and then placed in a ventilated place for blowing to achieve the best effect in basket weaving.
For dinner, we had wild vegetable stick noodle pancakes, stick glutinous rice porridge, and a fried fish with golden color on both sides.
The fried fish is also delicious.
Song Jingyun narrowed his eyes again.
At night, Jiang Michia, who was tired after a long day, lay down and stretched, preparing to have a good sleep.
While half asleep and half awake, Song Jingyun suddenly asked, "Do we have a bamboo fork at home?"
"It seems not." Jiang Michia yawned.
"Then can our family make a bamboo fork?" Song Jingyun asked.
"Yes, yes, but what do you want a bamboo harpoon for?" Jiang Michia blinked, "You still want to harpoon a fish?"
"Yeah." Song Jingyun nodded.
He wants to go.
The fish is delicious.
And spearing fish is easy.
Jiang Michia didn't know what Song Jingyun was thinking, so she only scratched her head with some relief.
Could it be that today's encouragement of education has been too strong, and the son-in-law has lost himself?
Being able to catch so many fish today, in Jiang Michia's opinion, although it has something to do with Song Jingyun's serious study, there is a high probability that he is just lucky.
If we go again, we may not have such good luck.
But, it’s not easy to give up if you don’t give it a try.
Jiang Michia thought for a while and then made up her mind, "Okay, when I get up early, I'll call dad to make a bamboo cross."
Song Jingyun didn't think so much. When Jiang Michia agreed to make bamboo forks for him, he grinned, "Yeah!"
The next morning, Jiang Michia went to Jiang Youcheng to talk about making Zhucha.
Jiang Youcheng didn't think too much, so he found a bamboo pole that was of suitable length and thickness, and took a woodcutter to cut it.
Making a bamboo fork is not difficult, just sharpen both ends to make it sharp enough.
But just a few days after Jiang Michia got better, Song Jingyun didn't look very delicate. Jiang Youcheng was afraid that the bamboo forks with sharp ends would hurt themselves, so he only sharpened one end.
"It's done, here." Jiang Youcheng patted the bamboo shavings on his body and handed the bamboo fork to Song Jingyun.
Song Jingyun held it in his hand and tried the feel.
It's still better than Jiang Chunyu's.
After dinner, Jiang Youcheng and Liu went to cut thorns, while Jiang Michia and Song Jingyun went to the river.
Jiang Michia took the bucket by the way and prepared to bring back a few buckets of water.
"That's it."
Song Jingyun stopped by the river and began to roll up his sleeves and trouser legs.
Jiang Michia found a stone on the shore and sat down, thinking about how to comfort her son-in-law when he came back dejected later.
But after a quarter of an hour passed...
Jiang Michia looked at the three wild carp and grass carp that were not too small in the basket and was silent for a long time.
Is this little son-in-law so outstanding?
Jiang Michia scratched his ears and looked at Song Jingyun suspiciously, "Aren't you very powerful on your planet?"
"What are you referring to?" Song Jingyun took off the fourth fish from the harpoon and threw it into the basket.
Jiang Michia thought for a moment, "For example, skills? Kung Fu? Hmm... fighting?"
If spearing fish is so successful, why should he be the master of killing all over the interstellar world?
"Our galaxy is a very peaceful galaxy, there has never been a war."
"Huh? Won't you start a war because of robbing supplies, energy, etc.?"
"No, the energy required for the operation of each planet can be collected near the nebula. The method of collection is very simple. You only need to activate the energy collection device. Energy is inexhaustible, and each planet requires different energy. , it needs to be converted into its own suitable energy through an energy collector. Simply put, it is the energy of our planet. It is of no use to other planets. It is useless to rob the energy collected from other planets."
Song Jingyun explained, "And it took a long time for our galaxy to reach equilibrium. If any problem occurs on one planet that breaks the balance, the entire galaxy may face catastrophe. Therefore, not only will there be no competition for energy, but on other planets because When there is insufficient energy collection due to laziness, residents of nearby planets will provide help, and galaxy inspectors will also supervise the energy collection work of their planets to ensure that the entire galaxy is stable and orderly.”
"That's it." Jiang Michia suddenly realized.
The future interstellar world will be so harmonious.
But this also explains why the son-in-law comes from the interstellar world but is not very courageous.
Another fish swam over, and Song Jingyun was busy spearing the fish.
Sure enough, another cross was successfully reached.
There is fish stew available for lunch!
He wants to eat two bowls today.
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When Jiang Michia walked back with two large buckets of water, most of the baskets carried by Song Jingyun were filled with various kinds of fish, and they were very happy.
When they returned home, Jiang Youcheng and Liu were also shocked.
There are almost twice as many fish today as there were yesterday.
At noon, they prepared fish stew as usual, and because there were so many fish, Mrs. Liu decided to stew three fish.
"Master, you said that Jing Yun looks stupid, thin and small, but he is very capable."
If Song Jingyun was able to catch so many fish yesterday because of luck, the fact that he was able to catch so many fish today is due to his strength.
Mrs. Liu is very happy that her son-in-law is capable.
"So I say, it's a good thing that Jingyun doesn't remember things. He is capable, and he was taught by Xiao Xia to recognize people and things. In the future, he will be kind to Xiao Xia when he becomes capable." Jiang There is enlightenment.
Ms. Liu thought so at the moment and just nodded in agreement, "I will stew three larger fishes at noon. I will scoop a pot and send it to my sister-in-law's house later."
Something happened at home this time, and Dafang's family stepped in to help.
The eldest brother Jiang Youfu also brought a bunch of money and asked him to use it first.
Not to mention my sister-in-law, Mrs. Yang. Due to the second room, it was inconvenient for her to run away often, so she asked Jiang Chunyu to deliver things every now and then.
When a person learns of his kindness, he should send some fish stew to him.
Jiang Youcheng nodded, "When you go, take the newly made wattle basket with you. It will be used at home."
"Sure." Mrs. Liu agreed, and then said, "There will be a market in the town tomorrow. You can work hard this afternoon to knit all the things, and we will go to the town tomorrow to catch the market."
"I was thinking, there are so many fish in the house, and I can't finish them all in a short while. Why don't I take some tomorrow in exchange for money and cut two kilograms of pork for my child to eat."
Although fish is still meat when eaten, the meat is not fragrant enough and has too many thorns, so eating it is not enough to satisfy the craving. If you sell it to make money to buy pork, you can also make a tooth sacrifice.
At least it will satisfy the cravings of the two children and replenish their health.
Jiang Youcheng thinks it is feasible.
Song Jingyun, who was feeding chickens with Jiang Mixia in the yard, heard that he was going to the market to sell fish in exchange for pork, and asked Jiang Mixia, "Is pork delicious?"
"It's delicious." Jiang Michia, a food animal, nodded hurriedly, "Especially the pork belly, which is the most delicious."
"Better than fish stew?"
"Of course!" Jiang Michia was very sure, "Pork belly tastes much better than fish, and it's delicious no matter how you eat it."
No matter how you eat it, it tastes delicious?
Song Jingyun's eyes shone, "Then can I go to the market together tomorrow?"
He wanted to see what delicious pork looked like.
Jiang Michia blinked.
She also wanted to go to the market.
Her family was living in poverty, so she wanted to visit the town and observe the market in order to find a profitable career.
"I'll go tell my parents." Jiang Michia poured the sticky bran that had been mixed with water into the chicken trough in the wooden basin, and then went to find Jiang Youcheng to talk about going to the market.
Song Jingyun was stunned for a while.
His wife was so kind to him.
