You're welcome! The businessman said this and was about to leave when Pei Yan asked again, what kind of fish can people eat to make them smart? The businessman said that it is better to eat fish from wild ponds in wild rivers, wild lakes and wild harbors. That kind of wild fish is natural and nutritious, and people will become smart after eating it. Pei Yan said "Oh" and nodded gratefully to the businessman.
Pei Yan returned home and simmered the bighead carp head mixed with radish slices in a pot. During lunch, Hong Fafu ate it with his head tilted to the side and ate with relish.
When he saw that Pei Yan didn't eat much, he said, "You should also eat more. I hope you will become smarter." Pei Yan smiled calmly, said nothing, and tilted her head to one side, saying that if you eat this kind of fish, you will not only become less smart, but may also become stupid.
Hong Fafu said, where is your theory? Pei Yan repeated what the businessman had told him in detail. After hearing this, Hong Fafu felt that it made sense. At that moment, he felt unappetizing and did not want to eat. He took the fish he was chewing in his mouth and had not yet swallowed. He vomited on the table, put down his chopsticks, looked at Pei Yan and said, then you should not buy this kind of fish in the future, but buy natural wild fish.
Pei Yan said, where can you find natural wild fish? When it comes to buying fish at the market, it’s impossible to tell which one is a natural wild fish and which one is a fish that has eaten feed. There is no writing on the fish’s face, so how do I know?
Hong Fafu felt that was the case. Even if the fishmonger shouted that his fish were natural wild fish, would you believe it? He thought this way, no matter what, as long as he goes to the market to buy fish, he will be easily fooled. But as soon as he blinked, he suddenly thought of a way, and said to Pei Yan, "Just do this. From now on, you will no longer go to the market to buy fish. If you see fish from those fishing in the wild river, buy it. It must be Natural wild fish.
A few days later, Pei Yan did not buy the wild fish, but Hong Fafu did, but he was unhappy and felt at a loss. When I came out of the grocery store, I saw a man carrying a long fishing rod and a bunch of fish in his hand. Most of them were crucian carp with black back and white scales. Each fish was neither big nor small, about a chopstick long, and some were even bigger. The tail is wagging slightly, and it is all alive.
This kind of crucian carp can be bought at the market for about 10 yuan per catty. Hong Fafu asked this fisherman to buy it, but he asked for 24 yuan per catty. It is too expensive, but if you think it is expensive, they won't sell it! It is said that this kind of wild fish is not only rich in nutrients, but also has a faint sweet taste in your mouth. Helpless, Hong Fafu, who had not eaten fish for several days and wanted to eat fish, gritted his teeth and bought a pound at this price. After paying, he scolded me that it was too expensive and I couldn’t afford it.
If you think it's expensive, you might as well go to the wild lake to catch this kind of wild fish yourself. Then you don't have to pay a penny. You only need a fishing rod and some bait, and the cost is not high.
Hong Fafu remembered what the fisherman said and really wanted to make a long fishing rod himself and go fishing at the wild lake from time to time. He held this idea in his mind for three days. On the fourth day, he told his wife Pei Yan that he would go to the mountains north of the village to cut some long bamboo poles to make fishing tackle.
Pei Yan said, why do you want to cut down a few bamboos? Just cut one off. Hong Fafu said, cut a few more for later use! Pei Yan raised her eyes and suddenly saw a mouse grabbing a shrimp that she had dropped on the ground while cooking and sliding it into a corner of the door. In the blink of an eye, the mouse disappeared. After witnessing this scene, she felt something strange in her heart. Thinking this was an ominous sign, he stopped Hong Fafu and said, "Did you see it?" Just now a mouse got into a corner of the door and disappeared. You'd better not go up the mountain to chop bamboo.
Why? Hong Fafu asked her. She couldn't come up with a bad reason for the mice eating shrimps, so she took a detour and said, there are fishing tackle shops in the city, so why go to the mountains to chop bamboo at such a huge loss?
Hong Fafu already had the machete in his hand and wore a pair of white canvas gloves. He said that I go to the mountains to select the materials for fishing tackle that are more durable. I don’t believe in those bought in the city. Although the fishing tackle sold in the fishing tackle store may be painted and look better, it may not be durable and may be made of silver. The wax gun tip will break after just a few uses.
If you think so, then go up to the mountain and chop it! But you must be careful. When climbing over mountains and ridges, and through forests and streams, be careful not to fall. When Pei Yan said this, Hong Fafu had already put it on and went out.
What he was wearing today was a half-new black jacket, so that it would withstand more tearing when walking through the thorns on the mountain. Pei Yan sent him out and told him to go home early! Hong Fafu said he knew and walked away happily without looking back.
At the second watch that night, Pei Yan still didn't see Hong Fafu coming home, so she went to her husband's house to look for him, but she didn't see Hong Fafu. The mother-in-law was very worried when she heard that her son had not returned from the mountain to chop bamboo. She found her husband, Hong Fafu's father, Boss Hong, from the pig farm and told him about the situation.
Boss Hong was not in a hurry at first, saying that a man as big as Hong Fafu would lose money when he went out to do things. Maybe he will come back later.
But when it was almost midnight and his son didn't come back, he asked the driver to drive to the town and knock on the door of his grocery store. When he asked the store clerk Xiao Yang, he said that Hong Fafu had not come.
Boss Hong was really anxious, so he asked the driver to drive back to the village, and then went around the village road shouting, "Neighbors and folks, please do me a favor. My son got rich and went up the mountain to chop bamboo today and hasn't returned yet. I'm worried that something happened." I would like to ask you to suffer some losses and get up and go up the mountain with me to help find people.
Say this many times. After a while, many men put on their clothes and got up, and some even lit torches when they went out. Then they gathered at the entrance of the village, more than 20 people in total.
Village chief Hong Youde also came after hearing the news. He divided the eight villagers who had gathered into one group into four groups, A, B, C and D, and searched in different directions from east to west, north and south of the mountain range behind the village.
Boss Hong's family was mobilized. He followed Group A, his wife followed Group B, and Pei Yan followed Group C. Only Group D did not have Hong Fafu's relatives and was led by village chief Hong Youde. The four groups held torches and flashlights in different directions on the mountain, walking through forests and streams, looking for caves and drilling holes, calling out to Hong Fafu while searching. There was only an empty echo in the valley, but no sign of Hong Fafu.
At about four o'clock in the morning, Group A, who entered the mountain from the east, found blood stains on the edge of a mountain spring, and then found a bloody white canvas glove dropped on the mountain path. After walking a few steps, there was another one, still soaked in blood. As soon as he saw the blood stains, Boss Hong recognized that the gloves belonged to Hong Fafu.
He picked them up one after another and said, I bought this pair of gloves for my son last year with the money from selling pigs. As he spoke, he used a flashlight to look at the factory model mark on a glove, and then said, this is a medium-sized glove.
Everyone gathered around to watch, feeling heavy and silent. Boss Hong said that there are tigers hidden in the dense forests of the mountains, and my son is likely to be attacked by the big insect.
Group B and Group C, who entered the mountain from the south and west, respectively found a machete, a few slender bamboos and a bloody half-leg, with one shoe still on the foot.
My wife in Group B recognized that the machete belonged to her family. When she picked it up, her expression became more and more miserable, and then she kept crying, "My dear, where have you been? You have suffered!"
Pei Yan, who was in Group C, recognized the sneakers as soon as she saw them. The uppers were white and she had washed them frequently. At this moment, she hugged the half-leg that was connected to the foot and let out a loud cry. She kept wailing and said, "Get rich!" If you don't listen to me, I will stop you when you go out. I saw a mouse taking away a shrimp and thought it was an ominous sign, so I stopped you. You didn't listen, you didn't listen, and that's why you suffered this misfortune.
At that moment, some people whispered, why is it a bad omen when a rat bites the shrimp? Someone else answered in a low voice, taking it for granted. As you can imagine, rat is a homophone for tiger, and shrimp is a homophone for scary. In addition, there is a word "title" in it, which means that the tiger picked up a scared person in its mouth. people? What is this if it's not a bad omen? Everyone listened in silence.
