After a while, Yingbao heard everyone's exclamation.

My father and the others caught two big fish five or six feet long at once, which made everyone scream in surprise.

"This fish must be possessed by an evil spirit, why did it rush over here in a daze?" a villager yelled.

Chen Yin spat: "Let's put you on the bum! Didn't you see the third brother cast the bait?"

Everyone: "That's right! You're such an unlucky mouth, it's almost Chinese New Year, don't talk nonsense, didn't you see the little fairy boy nearby?"

The man rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, and said with a sneer: "Talk fast now, fast talk sometimes, brothers don't mind."

He bowed in Yingbao's direction again: "Xiaoxian... Yingbao don't be angry, it's all uncle's mouth."

Yingbao pretended not to see it, and urged Youyou to stand up to a higher place.

Standing high and looking far, you can have a panoramic view of the surrounding river.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Sanlang cast another handful of bait, and sprinkled it along the water's edge for a distance of two feet.

Then he said to everyone: "Hurry up and catch fish by the water with your nets, or they will swim back after eating the bait."

"Okay!" A dozen or so villagers dispersed immediately after hearing this, and stood beside the bait with their nets and bamboo baskets, and two of them still held the iron forks tightly in their hands.

After a while, water patterns appeared on the water surface, and several big fish swam over to swallow the bait.

Everyone was screaming and screaming, and the fish were chaotic.

The Jiang family caught two more big fish in an orderly manner.

These two are not as big as the previous ones, but they still weigh about ten catties.

The villagers also gained something, and one person even caught an old turtle the size of a straw hat.

"Hahaha! I caught one!"

"I copied one too."

"Alas, mine is just a little bit..."

Some people were happy and some were annoyed. They didn't care at all that their clothes and trousers were soaked, and even their shoes were soaked in the cold water.

Two hours later, everyone had their own harvest, and they all caught two or three fish ranging from big to small.

The Jiang family caught the most, a total of sixteen large fish that were four or five feet long, and several herrings that weighed more than ten catties.

"Okay, let's go back."

Seeing that it was getting late, the mule would lose sight of the road if he didn't go back.

Jiang Sanlang and the others loaded the fish into the mule cart, and took out the dry cotton clothes and shoes prepared in advance to change into.

Last time they were freezing all the way in wet clothes, and they got sick from the cold when they went back, so they all brought spare cotton clothes and shoes this time.

The other villagers didn't bring anything, but they still carried the fish back to the village with a smile.

Along the way, the group of them received countless envious looks.

A passer-by also asked: "Are you going to Qingyutang?"

"Qinghe fish pond, we caught it in the river." The villagers said proudly.

Passers-by were surprised: "Can you catch fish this day? Tsk tsk, can you sell this fish?"

Brother Li Dayong refused loudly: "Don't sell it, don't sell it! We are planning to use it for the New Year."

Passers-by did not give up and asked other people.

Several villagers gathered together and simply sold one each, and kept one for their own use.

They haven't planted golden ears yet, and they don't have a lot of money. With the income of several hundred renminbi, this year's festival will be much better. At least they can go to the market to cut two catties of pork and mutton.

And there is also a big fish. In previous years, they were reluctant to buy such a big fish to eat.

On the way, I met a few villagers from the West Village, and they were all envious.

When Jiang Sanlang and his team left with the big fish in a mighty way, several villagers in the West Village began to complain: "Look at the East Village, the days are getting better and better. If you look at our village, I want to beat that Chen Changsheng!" Meal."

"What's the matter with Chen Changsheng?" Someone questioned, "The East Village is doing well now because there is a little fairy boy over there. What does our village have?"

Even if Chen Ergou's misfortune is done, even the gods will not be able to stop him from committing suicide and hurting others.

"That's right." Someone agreed, "The Jiang family can be regarded as well-off. They were lucky enough to pick up a lucky little fairy boy back. If I picked it up, maybe our West Village would also be rich."

"Cut! Stop talking nonsense, what a blessing, little fairy boy, I think you are suffering from hypochondria." One person disdainfully.

"Why are you talking nonsense? You haven't seen what Jiang Sanlang was like before. Look at him now. Not to mention the big tile-roofed house built on the south slope, the golden ears he planted are sold for a lot of money, and the whole East Village follows him. light."

"That's right! It is said that Jiang's family planted some cotton on the southern slope. Hey, that is a good thing. It is light and warm when worn in a cotton jacket. The key is not to poke people. Do you know who gave the cotton seeds? , it was given by the little fairy boy."

Everyone was silent.

That's right, it's not the lucky fairy boy, who can come up with such seeds?

One person suddenly said: "Hey, tell me, who lost that little fairy boy?"

"Who knows, maybe she slipped down from Asgard by herself..."

"Fuck you, Sanshengmu has a mortal mother, and the little fairy boy must have crawled out of a mortal's stomach as well."

"Then who do you think her mother is? Why did you throw away this little auspicious fairy boy?"

"Her mother is blind."

"Then tell me, is her mother really the second daughter-in-law of Chen Laoshuan's family?"

"But pull it down, how could it be her? That woman is sinister and vicious. Last time, her eldest daughter was beaten and thrown into the river by her."

"Exactly! That kind of woman is also worthy of giving birth to a little fairy boy?"

"Hey, I heard that the second daughter-in-law of Chen Laoshuan's family was taken away by the government officials for questioning a while ago, saying that she hired Chen Ergou to steal the child, but somehow she was released again."

"Hey, I'm so wicked, let's just think about it, that woman really dares to do it."

"No."

"So, that child is not from Chen Changping's family at all. Don't worry about it."

A few people were gossiping with their sleeves on, when they suddenly saw Chen Laoshuan approaching, they quickly stabbed each other.

"Keep your voice down, Chen Laoshuan is here."

"Okay, let's go."

The villagers in the West Village were talking vigorously, when they saw Chen Laoshuan staggering towards them, they swarmed away.

...

Jiang Sanlang and the others returned home and divided up the fish they had caught. The three brothers each got five big fish.

The rest of the younger ones will be handed over to Jiang Cheng to give him the gift of the Yue family.

Of course, leave two for the Zhang family.

Since Jiang Cheng and the Chu family were engaged, they had to salute each other on New Year's Day, so it would be nice to send a few fish over there.

Even on Dani's side, when the man came to give gifts, Uncle Jiang's family also wanted to return a gift.

Chunniang sighed while scratching the scales of the fish: "In the past, my family was poor and couldn't afford the gift, but now that I have more money, I still can't afford it."

Jiang Sanlang: "How do you say that?"

"You do the math, there is a gift at Ershilipu, there is also a gift from my mother's house, and my uncle's house, your uncle's house, and a gift."

Chun Niang sighed: "In the past, if you can save it, you can save it. You have the cheek to pass it by like this. Now you look at it."

Jiang Sanlang smiled and said: "Just do your best, what are we going to do with that fat man?"

"That's what I said, but it's difficult to do it." Chunniang felt a headache when she thought about it.

There are several elders in her natal family alone, and each elder has to back up the gift, plus the gift for the younger generation in the family, it can't fit in a mule cart.

Besides, everyone at her natal family knew that their life was better, everyone's eyes were wide open, and the gifts they brought back were a little more ordinary, so they heard a lot of sarcasm, saying that after she got rich, her eyes were higher than her head, I look down on the poor relatives of my natal family, who are so rich and still bring this kind of gift back.

Alas, it's not as good as before, at least they won't say anything about what they bring home.

There is no resentment without expectations.

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