Salted Fish Dad, Passive Farming

Chapter 12 Outing, picnic, surprise?
Children have quick forgetfulness, and the episode about Xiao Hui did not affect Douhua and Jiang Zirui's moods much.

The two little guys were giggling all the way in the back seat of the car, so happy.

Ji Ran's mood was not affected at all.

He didn't know about Zhou Fang's kindness at all, and his impression of Xiao Hui was that she was a kindergarten teacher and seemed to be in charge of the freshman class.

Whose car does she like to ride in, or even to put it harshly, whose bed she falls in love with; she will be treated sincerely, even if she is cruel and gets kicked away when she gets tired of playing, what does it have to do with Ji Ran?
Due to the antecedents and consequences, everyone should pay for their own choices, let alone adults.

More than 20 minutes later, the destination arrived, within the boundaries of Qingshui Town.

I have to say that the selection of this event is excellent.

It is a flat and open wasteland at the foot of the end of the mountainside, the area is as large as several football fields.

The entire plain is covered with lush green grass and colorful flowers.

Beautiful butterflies and hard-working bees are flying around among the flowers and grass, making the entire wilderness even more full of nature.

There is also a small stream at the foot of the mountain. The clear stream is gurgling and flowing happily into the distance.

As soon as the children came here, they were like little beasts out of their cages, running, rolling, chasing, playing and having fun on the grass.

Suddenly, the innocent smile echoed throughout the wasteland.

Seeing the children unleashing their natural instincts, parents and teachers did not interfere too much. Taking them out was just for letting them fly.

On the premise of safety and worry-free, they just have fun.

Teachers, mothers and grandmas guarded the children, and fathers and grandpas, under the command of the principal, moved the supplies from the small trucks.

After moving the supplies, the assigned tasks were easier and handed over to attentive young mothers.

Ji Ran had some free time and took some fishing gear from the car.

A bottle of wine and rice, a badminton nest maker, an [-]-meter-[-] ultra-hard pole, and the bag of 'eat crucian carp tonight' that has not been used yet.

"Dad, are you going fishing?"

Douhua, who had a great time playing sandbag throwing with Jiang Zirui and a few other children, saw it and asked.

"Father is going to make a few nests first, and then fish after a while."

Ji Ran responded with a smile. As a local who loves fishing and playing wild, he is familiar with every corner of Qingshuijing. He knows that there is a small deep pool of tens of square meters downstream of the creek.

People in this deep pool don't know about it at all, so there are very few people who come to fish in the pool, so there are still some fish in it.

Ji Ran has come here to fish several times, and every time he doesn't talk about explosive protection, at least he doesn't know how to fly.

Today, Ji Ran specially brought simple equipment and "eating crucian carp tonight". Ji Ran just wanted to catch a few fish and treat the parents of the children in the same group to a fresh meal at noon.

Douhua said, "Okay, I'm going to go fishing later, you have to take me with you."

"Yeah." Ji Ran promised her daughter.

……

The deep pool is about two hundred meters away from the grassland. It is in the shape of a long strip. The water in the pool is clear, and you can see groups of small fish swimming in the upper layer of the water.

The near shore is covered with lush aquatic plants. Based on his rich fishing experience, Ji Ran selected several grass holes as dens.

With the help of a pole and a nest maker, each nest made more than half a cup of wine and rice mixed with a little 'eat crucian carp tonight'.

Yes, the bait "eating crucian carp tonight" was used by him as nest material.

In fact, they are all fish love to eat. The nest material is the bait, and the bait is the nest material.

After Ji Ran finished making nests, he walked downstream along the stream and observed the situation in the stream.

The water of the stream is clean, the bottom is only fifty or sixty centimeters deep, and the bottom of the water is unobstructed, covered with pebbles, large and small rocks...

As he walked and observed, Ji Ran couldn't help but smile, seeing the good things that he had always known existed and in large quantities.

Back on the grassland, the director is still distributing supplies according to the group.

Ji Ran came to her and said, "Director Zhou, can you cut some pork for me? Two taels is enough."

Zhou Fang, who is in her early forties, is a little over 1.6 meters tall, slightly chubby, wears rimless glasses, and has long hair tied back casually like a rubber band. She looks like a gentle and intellectual woman, giving people an impression of... Feeling like a big sister next door.

"Of course it's no problem." Zhou Fang had a very good impression of Ji Ran, otherwise she wouldn't have brought him and Xiao Hui together. She looked at Ji Ran with interest and said, "But Dad Douhua, I'm curious why you want pork? Do you want to bake it?"

"The secret must not be leaked." Ji Ran said mysteriously, "It's not roasted and eaten, anyway, you will know when the time comes...By the way, you haven't specified which group you want to be assigned to, right? Or, you come to us group for dinner?"

Zhou Fang smoothed her slightly messy hair on her temples and asked with increasing interest, "Each group has the same ingredients, so it doesn't look the same in every group... Oh, yes, I just saw you going down with the fishing rod. Can your group have fish for lunch?"

Ji Ran smiled and said, "Maybe not, maybe there is, maybe there are more than just fish to eat."

Zhou Fang smiled warmly, "Maybe not only? Then I'm coming to your group. I hope Dad Douhua can surprise you."

……

With Zhou Fang's consent, Ji Ran cut two taels from a whole piece of fresh pork, pork belly with skin on.

Then cut the two ounces of meat into small strips.

Then go straight to the lower reaches of the pool, specifically picking out areas with lots of rocks and obvious caves on both sides.

He took off his shoes and socks, went into the water, lifted up a big stone, and pressed the small end of the pork strip until it was firm.

In the same way, all the meat strips were thrown at the bottom of the stream.

Back on the grass, the children had stopped playing and were sitting in short rows in the middle of the grass.

Zhou Fang was teaching them in person, "Little geniuses, young geniuses, are you here today with your parents, grandparents and teachers, are you happy?"

"Happy!" All the children responded in unison, their immature voices were resounding.

"As the flowers of the motherland and the hope of the country's future, learning is our first priority. So, while we are playing, we must not forget to study, right?"

"Correct."

"In this class, we don't learn pinyin and count new words. The principal's mother will test your observation ability first. What insects did you find when you were playing just now?"

The little guys raised their hands high and answered enthusiastically:
"Butterfly."

"bee."

"dragonfly."

"Ladybug."

Zhou Fang took advantage of local conditions and spoke in an interactive way, from insects to animals, and from animals to plants, for more than half an hour.

Like the other parents, Ji Ran kept watching from the sidelines, and couldn't help but nod his head. He secretly praised the headmaster for having two skills. This kind of entertaining way of teaching is much better than the rigid teaching of Benxuanke.

Look at how good the atmosphere is in this class and how interested the children are in learning.

"It's [-]:[-], we'll play for another hour, and we're going to make lunch. All the kids have to get involved."

"it is good!"

Following Zhou Fang's dismissal of get out of class, the grass suddenly turned into a children's playground again.

Dou Hua ran over and hugged Ji Ran's arm, "Dad, can we go fishing?"

Ji Ran touched his daughter's head and said, "It's almost time, let's go."

"Oh, let's go fishing."

Douhua’s cheers attracted the attention of many people.

As a result, Ji Ran was the only one who went fishing, while a large group of people followed him to watch.

Everyone wanted to see if Ji Ran could catch fish.

Especially the parents and children assigned to a group with Ji Ran, if Ji Ran catches fish, wouldn't there be fresh fish to eat at noon today?

The water quality of the creek is superb. There is no doubt that the quality of the fish in the water is excellent. If you catch a few to make a pot of soup, how fresh will it be?

Gee.

Zhou Fang, the director of the garden, also wanted to follow him to see it, but she had to coordinate the overall situation and had no time to spare.

……

When he came to the pool, Ji Ran signaled everyone to speak softly so as not to scare the fish away, and then began to assemble the fishing group.

The pole Jiran uses is an 1.5-meter ultra-hard pole. The line group is a [-]-meter-long, [-]# through-line.

"Uncle Ji, your pole is so long, why is the line so long?" Jiang Zirui scratched his head and asked in confusion.

The audience was basically suspicious, why did it feel like Ji Ran was just playing around?
Just like this, can you catch fish?

Ji Ran smiled and didn't speak, so someone would naturally answer everyone's questions.

As expected, there was no need for him to signal with his eyes. Douhua put his hands on his hips and looked as cool as a little teacher. "My dad's fishing method is called long pole and short line fishing. It is a kind of traditional fishing method... traditional fishing Its characteristics are flexibility and initiative, and the fishing effect is stronger than many fishing methods..."

Douhua was well-organized and well-spoken, which immediately attracted the praise of the parents who were watching, and the envy and admiration of the children.

"Douhua, how do you know so many things?" A little girl in the same group asked, blinking.

"It's all taught by my father." Douhua proudly said.

　The data is really miserable. Can the folks give Meow some support?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)