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Chapter 76 Lonely Fish

Chapter 76: Lonely Fish

Le Lang said hello to several people from Dianyu. They were all from the same village and knew each other, but they didn't communicate often. Besides, who in Xiaoxi Village didn't know Le Lang. He went over to take a look, and it seemed that he had not gained much.

Small, there are already two buckets full of fish, but the electric fish is too lethal. No matter how big or small the fish and shrimp are, as long as they are electrocuted, they will all enter the net. Lelang has never liked this thing. And since the last incident, the village has

I was warned not to use electricity to electrocute fish anymore. These people seemed to have ignored these words. However, this matter depends on self-consciousness. Just don’t complain when something happens.

"The harvest is quite good." Le Lang looked at the fish in the bucket and said calmly.

"Ma-so-huhu, you are not bad. Wow, you really caught a big guy. This snakehead probably weighs about ten kilograms." A boy with wires next to him looked at the snakehead in Lelang's fishing net with envy.

Said. For electric fish, one person usually holds the fishing net and the other person puts out the wire.

"Luck, luck." Le Lang said, pretending that it was no big deal.

"Oh, wow, shit." The man next to him with the electric fishing net shouted several times, and the fishing net in his hand quickly fished into the water, but in the end he still found nothing.

"What's going on?" the man putting out the wire asked him.

"It's a big eel, but unfortunately it ran away without the electricity." The electric fisherman said with a bit of pity, and the fishing net in his hand unhurriedly explored the water and grassland on the shore. Fish usually like to hide in this kind of place.

inside.

"Huh." The electric fisherman seemed to have discovered something again. He moved the fishing net in his hand forward, making the stream water on the bank muddy. He took the fishing net and slowly searched the shore. After a while, a palm-sized fish appeared on the shore.

turtle appears in fishing net.

"Damn it, Turtle, it seems we are lucky today." The discharge wire looked at it and shouted.

"What the heck, before, the turtles here used to be active in groups at night, but now they are becoming less and less common. Forget it, I caught quite a lot today, so let's just keep it." The electric fisher looked at it too.

When the electricity was almost done, he closed the stall and left. The main reason was that he was afraid of being seen by the old men in the village. The village had already warned him not to electrocute fish. He was doing it knowingly, and those old men saw him and severely criticized him, so he took advantage of the opportunity.

Leave when you gain something.

The village does not prohibit villagers from catching fish in this stream, but they must rely on their ability. If they rely on electricity or mountain cannons to catch fish, the village will firmly stop them.

Seeing them leaving, Le Lang also took Sanlang and the others back, catching a few more fish on the way, and also harvested a few solitary fish. Solitary fish are generally used as well fish in rural areas.

of.

In the rural areas of southern Fujian, almost every household has a well. Of course, there are also some large public wells. If you pay attention, you will usually see two solitary fish with spots on their bodies and two long whiskers between their noses.

, the head is round and flat, dull, and looks really cute.

It is also strange that when the fish is put into the well, not only does it not smell fishy, ​​but the well water becomes much sweeter. Lelang has read some reports that the fish eats the microorganisms in the well and removes dirt, so the well water becomes sweeter.

.But some people say that in ancient times, there were not as many disinfection items as in modern times to identify whether the water is poisonous. Therefore, after the well was officially dug, a few fish were usually put in the well. If someone secretly put a few fish in the well,

If it is poisonous, the fish will die, which means the well water cannot be eaten.

Lelang didn't know which one was true, but the village has always had the habit of worshiping the well god. It seems that on the Dragon Boat Festival, calamus, rice seedlings, banyan leaves, and mugwort are tied together and thrown into the well.

Don't know what to do.

After returning home, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Huang Laodao picking a handful of mulberries and lying on the rocking chair, eating them leisurely. Sanlang's eyes widened when he saw them: "Grandpa Lao Tao, I want to eat them too."

"Here, here." After hearing this, Huang Laodao took one to him, but Sanlang ate it too quickly. In the end, he just took one in each hand and ate it. Huang Laodao saw that the few mulberries he had eaten had already been swept away by Sanlang.

Kong, quickly shouted: "Alang..."

Unfortunately, Le Lang had already run away without a trace, so he had no choice but to stand up and walk to the backyard under Saburo's longing eyes. This time he held a basin to hold more food.

Lelang was cooking in the kitchen. He first put the snakehead fish into the Yu Ruyi space, and then put it into the pond after eating. He also put the few solitary fish in the bucket to raise them.

Put the snakehead fish into the pond and put the solitary fish into the Yu Ruyi space to raise. Then he took out some smaller fish, killed them, put them in the pot and fried them briefly, then added shredded ginger and garlic.

, put down the celery and cooked a pot of small fish with soy sauce, and ate porridge in the evening, which was just right for rice. He also killed some larger fish and put them into the pot, sprinkled a layer of salt and shredded ginger on them, and separated the water.

Steam it, and the steamed fish will taste delicious.

There were only some relatively large fish left in the bucket. Lelang thought about sending a few to his uncle and Lao Liu tomorrow, but he couldn't finish eating so many fish. The fish in the pond behind had also grown fat. In the future, the fish would

There are so many things. It will be the beginning of summer in a few days, so it’s time to talk to my uncle and the others.

It is said that "it rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and the souls are dying on the sidewalk." In fact, in southern Fujian, it seems that the Qingming festival is not taken very seriously, because the tomb sweeping here is on the day of Beginning of Summer, and the Qingming day is used for worship.

For new relatives.

Tomb sweeping by the people in southern Fujian is also called patrolling Feng Shui. Tombs here are usually called Feng Shui, and each grave is called a feng shui. Therefore, grave sweeping is also called patrolling Feng Shui here. If the tombs in a village are all together, then

On this day, you will see crowds of people all over the mountains and fields. The whole mountain is full of people and yellow paper is flying.

Usually the tomb sweeping lasts for half a day or a whole day, because it is not just one or two Feng Shui that is swept, but more than a dozen or twenty. Not only the tombs of one's own relatives, but also some of the ancestors and founders of the foundation have to visit the tombs.

Make a sacrifice, do this every year.

In fact, this is also the reason why rural people are so simple. Festivals promote communication between people and bring together people who usually have no chance to be together. It’s hard to say which family in the countryside has no relatives.

You are who he is, and I am who you are. In this way, everyone becomes closer again.

The reason why cities are indifferent is that they have lost this kind of human touch. People are fixed in a square box, cold and lonely. Maybe people who have stayed in the city for a long time will feel like they are in the spring breeze when they go to the countryside. This is

Human touch, local flavor. In the countryside, what we step on is soil, and what we smell is the light breeze blowing from the mountains. But in the city, what we step on is the hard cement floor, and what we breathe is the dirty atmosphere of the city.
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