The next day, the morning light was dim.
Chu Heng had just put his fishing gear in the car and was getting ready to go to work in the morning when he met the second roommate of the Chu family who had also just gone out.
After the two of them looked at each other, the girl smiled at him calmly and greeted him warmly as usual: "Brother, go to work."
"Well, why are you going out just now? You're almost late." Chu Heng also nodded calmly, as steady as an old dog.
"There is a meeting in the factory today. You don't have to go too early. I won't tell you anymore. I'll leave first." As she spoke, Qin Jingru passed him by without looking away and left the courtyard humming a little tune.
Who would have guessed that the two of them were hanging out together last night?
Chu Heng nodded with satisfaction, expressed high praise for the girl's superb acting skills, and then pushed the cart out the door.
After handing over the job at the work unit, he went to Old Man Lian's house with high spirits, ready to compete with him.
There was no one else around today, just the old man and Chu Heng.
After the two met, they exchanged a few trash talk in dissatisfaction with each other, then pedaled out of Sijiu City and rushed to a fishing spot that the old man had chosen long ago.
The place was not far from the outskirts of the city, next to a village, and a very open pool.
Chu Heng went to the place to take a look and found that it was indeed a good place for fishing.
There are big trees, crops, vegetable gardens and orchards on the bank. Small insects on trees and crop seeds are easily blown into the water by the wind. Fish in the water have abundant food sources and are also greedy, so they can easily get hooked.
"You are quite good at picking a place." Chu Heng nodded with a smile, wiped himself off and took off the straight precious fishing rod tied to the car, and awkwardly began to tie the line and hook up, making preliminary preparations.
"A raw melon egg!"
The old man glanced at him and curled his lips proudly. After skillfully handling the fishing rod for a while, he quickly threw the rod out. The old man moved the mazza and sat down, waiting for the fish to take the bait.
At this time, Chu Heng had not yet hung up the lead pendant.
He glanced at the old man, then continued fiddling with his head: "I'll still beat you with raw melon and eggs!"
After a while, he got his fishing rod ready, and then he moved the things a little further away from the old man, for fear of being deprived of his luck.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he threw the rod and sat down, even the old man bit the hook.
It was a big carp, weighing three kilograms.
Chu Heng glanced contemptuously and sat there motionless, staring at his fish bobber with his falcon-like eyes.
Not long after, the old man caught fish again, this time it was a grass carp weighing more than two kilograms.
"Hey, little bastard, you haven't taken the bait yet? I've got two of them, me!" The old man said with a sigh of relief as he mentioned the fish he had just caught.
"What's the hurry!"
Chu Heng felt a little panicked. After thinking about it, he picked up the fishing rod and took a look. He found that the earthworms on the hook were gone!
"Fuck! That's what I said!"
He cursed angrily through gritted teeth, quickly tied the bait back on, and threw the fishing rod confidently.
However, this is of no use.
It was time to catch the fish or not. His fish float seemed to be welded to the surface of the water, motionless.
On the other hand, the old man could catch one from time to time, but it made the old man very proud.
Just like that, the time soon came to one o'clock.
Even the old man had a great harvest today, with more than 20 big and small fish, almost a record high, but Chu Heng's fish was not so good. He only caught a little tortoise and it was almost boring to make soup.
It’s really the emperor’s turn, come to my house today!
"Boy, you know that ginger is still hot this time, right?" Old Man Lian proudly tied his catch to the handlebar and said cogently: "If you convince me, I'll give you two, what do you think?" ?”
"Why should I obey? I caught more than 30 fish last time, how many do you have here?" Chu Heng threw the bastard back into the pool with a dark face, and glanced down at the dead fish on the ground, which was not very tough. An ugly fishing rod.
The more he drove, the angrier he became, so this guy "accidentally" stepped on it, and the precious fishing rod that had created great achievements for him just exited the stage.
Since ancient times, pretty boys are the most ruthless!
The two of them rode all the way back to the city. When they arrived near the Chaoyang wet market, Chu Heng made an excuse to separate from the old man. Then he walked around in a big circle, sneaked into the wet market, spent money and bought five crucian carp and went back. .
This is what all fishermen do.
Director Chu has only been in the industry for a few days, and he has already understood the true meaning.
Since that day, Chu Heng has been drifting further and further away from the Diaoyu Lao road of no return.
He realized his technical shortcomings, and every day when he got off work, he went to chat with Yan Bugui, a senior fisherman opposite him, and obsessively absorbed the old man's various experiences.
He also began to pay attention to fishing tackle. The fishing rod Liu Guangtian bought for him for 50 cents was too heavy after he used it once, so he threw it in the stove.
In order to get a good pole, this guy went to a mountain more than ten kilometers away, cut down more than twenty old bamboos, and then spent the price of a bottle of Erguo to ask Yan Bugui to make it for him. Three lightweight and tough fine fishing rods.
This thing is a technical job, and as a newbie, he really can't do it.
The material must be bamboo with very dense knots, and it must be straightened over a fire. Finally, the masonry beams must be hung to dry and shape. It is impossible to do this without some experience.
Now that you have the fishing rod, everything else cannot be left behind.
I waved the money ticket in a hurry, ran to the department store, and bought a professional thread hook.
Line No. 2 costs one cent per meter, and Japanese No. 4 Izu hook costs four cents. He spent more than 30 cents just to buy these two items, which is considered a luxury.
If Miss Xiao Ni is at home, Fu Shui will definitely warn her.
Since then, Chu Heng has lived the life of a fisherman who goes out early and comes home late, feeding mosquitoes by the river at night.
And have fun doing it.
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One evening, Director Chu, who had been tanned for several days, happily returned to the courtyard with today's receipt, preparing to make a sizzling crucian carp to eat in the evening.
As soon as this guy got busy, Xu Damao led Yu Haitang to his house.
When he entered the house and saw a large pot of live fish at the door, Xu Damao raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, we've been fishing a lot today. There must be six or seven of them, right?"
"Hey, if the old man hadn't left in such a hurry, I could have gotten a few more." Chu Heng pointed at the fish in the basin with a smile and said, "Just right, you can take two back to eat later."
Xu Damao smiled and said: "That's not good. If you ask me, you might as well go to the recycling department and get money for a pack of cigarettes."
"How much money do I need?" Chu Heng wiped himself and brought two straws, neatly put on two big grass carp and handed them over: "Take it back and braise it, put less soy sauce, and sprinkle a handful of coriander when it comes out of the pot. It tastes delicious!”
"Oh, thank you so much, brother." Xu Damao quickly took it.
"puff!"
Yu Haitang looked at Chu Heng's dark face and snow-white teeth, and couldn't help laughing: "If Ni Yinghong came back and saw you like this, he would definitely not be able to recognize you. You are so black that you will almost turn into briquettes."
"It's okay. I'm not afraid of the sun. I'll give it back in a few days." Chu Heng smiled nonchalantly, and immediately invited the two of them: "Don't stand here for now, come in and sit in the room."
Xu Damao waved his hand and said: "No, no, we are here to invite your younger son to come to our house for the engagement dinner. You can be sure to reward me."
"Then I definitely have to go." Chu Heng said hurriedly.
