Traveling through the barren years, picking up space, picking up food, drinking and picking up husba

Chapter 44
Cen Abao saw the opportunity for Mrs. Cen to go to the latrine and jumped out.

Before Mrs. Cen came out again, Abao and Xiaoyao were gone.

She slapped her thigh: These two wicked children.

The fishermen living along the river have to go to the tidal flats or reefs to salvage seafood before the tide ebbs and flows according to the ebb and flow of the tide.

Put it in the village and walk about eight or nine miles ahead, and you will arrive at the place.

As soon as the sun came out, Boss Wang heard the excited "ah" from the people from other villages, wondering why they had to say something about the sun is so exciting, the river and the sea are so big.

Who knew that Dang Dang made a complete sentence: "Hey, does the sun look like a poached egg fried with meat lard?"

"Oh, it really looks like salted duck eggs, the kind that run out of oil."

Boss Wang rolled his eyes, what kind of people did he bring with him?

He coughed, put on the coir raincoat, and put on the rubber shoes, which are made of old scalper's skin sewn onto the outside of the sandals, waterproof: "It's all about learning from scratch, I only teach it once, It won’t happen then, or don’t look for me if something goes wrong.”

The Cen family was a little bit annoyed, and they said something: They knew they took us out to catch the sea, but they didn't tell us what to wear, so we came out so stupidly.

They have experience in catching the sea all the year round, and they know the time accurately. For example, the first day of junior high school is usually Si time, and the 21st is Wei time. If you prepare things in advance, it will be done in the past.

But the Cen family's eyes are dark.

Like a little boy, he hurried around behind the scenes, passing a fork, a small bucket or something.

"What do you think they are stepping on?" Cen Laosan asked curiously.

Two long and thick bamboo sticks, when the bamboo sticks were half-drawn, a horizontal rectangular plank was entangled on top of them. I saw Boss Wang and the others helping each other, standing on the plank with their feet, controlling the situation with their feet. Bamboo walks along the road, holding a harpoon in his hand, and when he walks a few steps and sees a fish, he goes in facing the fork.

Boss Cen is well-informed: "They are fishing on stilts."

"Father, we don't like to catch fish like this. It's so dangerous. You don't know if your head is in the water." When Cen Abao rushed over, he was frightened by the stilt fishing.

Boss Cen and the others were stunned when they saw the person coming: "You two..."

Don't reach out to hit the smiling person, Cen Abao is happy to bloom a flower, and the little hand behind his back hurriedly gestures to Qi Zeyao: hurry up, bark your teeth.

"Father, we want to gain some knowledge." Cen Abao told the truth, let's see if there is anything that can help in the future.

She can't wait to have three eyes, it's not enough to see.

The river and the sea are so big that you can't see your head. The water is not as blue as you imagined, but it is clean and clear, and you can watch the small fish and shrimp in it.

There will be a few fishing boats on the side, all of which were built by the fishermen themselves. It looks like it has been around for many years, and there are ravines on the top.

The sound of the wind clacking, Cen Abao felt like the sound of milk beating the second aunt.

Mr. Wang is capable, and the bucket was full in a short while. He came down from the stilts, met Cen Abao's steamed stuffed bun face and sweet mouth, and praised first when he came up: "Uncle, why are you so good? Standing tall, you can still catch fish." Uncle, is this the only way to fish? Don’t we all use fishing nets?”

Boss Wang thought this little girl was very interesting, so he sat down on a rock with a stern face: "After living here for a long time, these fish have learned to be smart, and they rarely come into the fishing net."

"Then why not use bait?" Cen Abao asked with his head tilted.

Boss Wang's son snorted, "I don't understand suffering. The bait is earthworms, bugs, or cloves. Buying those isn't enough for us to earn."

Cen Abao laughed awkwardly, I know.

"Ah." Cen Arun suddenly called out, Cen's family hurriedly looked over, he raised his left foot, his little face turned pale with pain: "I was stung by a shrimp."

The feet of those who came to catch the sea covered their feet tightly, firstly to prevent those sea creatures from pricking their feet, and secondly, the ground was covered with coarse sand, which made them feel uncomfortable.

But Boss Wang didn't say anything, no one knew, and nothing happened.

Boss Cen picked up his youngest son distressedly, walked a few steps forward, and looked back at Boss Wang: "We are from another village, so we can't harm you. You can just hide your eyes from us and don't tell us how to fish. But you have to tell me what to wear to protect yourself."

The Cen family hurriedly followed and walked home: "Ah Run, bear with me, the third uncle's family is going to apply some herbal medicine for you."

Cen Abao's eyes were red, the little brother had the best temper, he was always cheerful, he didn't cry when Xiaoqian fell down, he got up and patted the dirt on his pants and continued to play.

This time I was crying, because I was in pain, Cen Abao staggered and grabbed Cen Arun's hand: "Brother, Abao give me a call."

Cen Arun didn't want his sister to cry: "I can't do it, the chicken cake my sister ate in the morning, it tastes like chicken cake when you call it, I'm so hungry."

Cen Abao burst out laughing, and squeezed out a snot bubble.

The Cen family walked so fast that they all jolted up and down.

Cen Abao raised his head and looked at the front, suddenly stopped his feet, rubbed his eyes, it was her mother who was running desperately towards them.

"Father, father, it's mother, why did mother run out?" Cen Abao's eyelids twitched wildly, his heart was about to jump out, and his voice changed: "There is an accident at home."

The always calm Boss Cen's arms trembled. He watched his wife fall down, but he was still holding his son in his arms, and he couldn't put it down anywhere. The third Cen took the baby over.

Boss Cen ran over like crazy, and helped Meng Xiaoru up: "What's the matter, daughter-in-law?"

Meng Xiaoru's face was black and gray, and her hair was a little messy. She pointed in the direction of home with trembling fingers: "Fire, fire..."

on fire.

A few afterimages rushed back, Cen Abao opened his mouth and ran, his throat was full of smoke.

I heard old lady Cen groaning and cursing: "Grandson son, a vile bastard, a bastard, what, if you dare to burn my house, I will beat you to death."

Hearing the angry voice in the milk, Cen Abao let go of his heart that was about to jump out.

They listened to the sound and found the backyard.

Good guy, the wall in the backyard is completely black, and the haystacks standing on the wall to dry are all burned.

Mrs. Cen was riding on a... um... the old man like she was riding a donkey, and she was pulling her hair out. Li Xiang, with her dark face and burnt hair, pulled hay and threw it on the old man's face: "You Lao Deng, Lao Deng with half a leg in the coffin, I will send you to heaven."

"Grandma." Cen Abao rushed over, scared out of his wits: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Mrs. Cen quietly turned her hand away, with a smile on her tired face: "Don't be afraid, my dear grandson, someone has gone bad and wants to burn our house down."

That's what happened. After the Cen family members went out, Mrs. Cen took the third daughter-in-law to the eldest daughter-in-law's room. The three of them were doing needlework. Didn't they pull a few pieces of cloth a few days ago, planning to do something? .

It's cooking hot, but there's a burning smell outside...

　Thanks to Xi, Frost, M, trying to attract the author's attention, liking, apple dried fruit and if for the reward.

　　
　
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