Sweetheart: Momo Little Fudge

Chapter 12 [012] A few fish

Does she like to eat fish?

Sure like it!
——"The Diary of the Great Demon King"

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How can there be enough fun in one afternoon.Reluctant to miss Shu, that is the norm.

This hot day doesn't seem to affect them in the slightest, so what should they do?

In the small river, there is everything.Chen Chen was not yet familiar with the business during the summer vacation when he first came here.However, boys seem to have a kind of nature.

After just a few days, everything was familiar.

For him, going down the river to touch fish and catch lobsters is nothing to worry about.

The water in this river flows down from the mountain stream.The river water is so clear that you can clearly see the fish swimming in the water.Probably due to the influence of the water and soil here, the fish fat land is not in shape.The taste is even more unique.

The sun shines through the mottled tree shadows, and a few fish are glowing with gleaming water.

With a sharpened bamboo pole, with a strong arm, it stabs along the lower left corner of the fish swimming past.The originally calm water surface became turbulent, and soon calmed down.

Almost any young man of the same age in Qingcheng can do this move.The hand strength and skills of the few people are not bad, and they returned with a full afternoon of effort.

However, as long as it is not raining and the river is flooded.Most of them choose to go down the river to fish, not to mention going down the river in the current weather, which is so cool.

Unfortunately, not today, the river is too deep.They chose the latter method. They didn't catch too many fish, and they only gave up after stabbing one.

Looking at the fish in his hand, Fang Yuan swallowed unconsciously.This fish is completely different from the fish caught elsewhere.The fish in other places have more or less fishy smell, but the fish in this place has no fishy smell at all.That taste is simply unique.What's even more amazing is Chen Shucheng's craftsmanship.

Among Chen Chen's playmates, Fang Yuan is the thickest-skinned.Eating and drinking is a must. Ever since I accidentally went to Chen Chen's house to taste his grandfather's handicrafts, since then, I have never forgotten it even more.I often use this or that excuse to eat and drink with a shy face.Simply put, Chen Chen didn't care at all, but Chen Shucheng felt that the house was lively and wished that Fang Yuan would come every day.

As time passed, Fang Yuan's face became thicker and thicker.

No, seeing the fish in everyone's hands, Fang Yuan couldn't help it.

The fox's eyes were half-closed, and he opened his mouth and came, "Brothers, go to Ah Chen's house to eat fish with me, you didn't eat the fish last time, the fish made by Grandpa Chen, that's..." At the end, the expression on his face Unconsciously, he revealed an intoxicated expression.

Naturally, a large group of people echoed and signaled Chen Chen with pitiful eyes.

Chen Chen rolled his eyes at him, and said softly, "I don't care if you want to come to my house, the key is that my grandpa went out today and is not at home."

Fang Yuan thought to himself, it doesn't matter to go out, just come back at night.That's what he thought, and that's what he asked.

Chen Chen pondered for a while, then said, "I won't be back at night either."

Suddenly, there was a loud voice.At the moment, some people lost their minds.

Fang Yuan still didn't give up, "Good Ah Chen, good Ah Chen, is this really the case?"

Chen Chen mercilessly crushed his desire to eat fish, "Or else."

Fang Yuan wished he could grab the ground with his head.

his fish...

If you take it home.

Thinking of his mother's dark cooking skills, he shuddered twice.Whether it tastes good or not is second to none, the key is that it is not cooked at all.

The scary thing is that the fish was served with scales on it, and its eyes were wide open.

What's even more frightening is that his mother even greeted him, "Xiao Yuan, eat quickly."

If it weren't for his mother's past cooking skills, he would even suspect that he was not born to his mother, or that his mother had the idea of ​​poisoning her own son.

This voice, in his ears, was like urging his life.

It is reckoned that if he ate that fish, he would die with regret.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan really didn't want to die young.He hurriedly hugged Chen Chen's thigh.Whether it's Ah Chen, that little sister, anyone, except his old mother.

He really didn't have the courage to try this dark dish again.

Fang Yuan howled ghostly: "Ah Chen, Ah Chen, I know you can do it too."

Chen Chen thought about the roasted sweet potatoes he made at noon, and said seriously, "I can't."

Fang Yuan wanted to cry, "Yes, Ah Chen, you can definitely do it."

Chen Chen thought for a while, but still felt a little uncertain, "Are you sure?"

Fang Yuan nodded quickly, "Of course, of course."

In the end, the result of the discussion was that Fang Yuan followed Chen Chen.The others went back to their respective homes, each looking for their respective mothers.

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In the scorching heat, even when it was time to eat, the sky was not completely dark.

Hongxia hangs in the sky, which seems to be an abstract painting by Van Gogh.After a few touches of the pen tip, there is such an evening scene.

Sunset, cooking smoke, dogs barking.

Two teenagers, and a few fish in their hands.

The two of them walked back slowly along the shore, occasionally bumped into a few familiar families, nodded and said hello, and exchanged a few more pleasantries, which was perfectly normal.

When we got home, it was getting dark.

The yard was very quiet, except for the chirping of cicadas, there was no sound at all.

Chen Chen's eyes darkened, and his pace quickened a little.

Fang Yuan looked at Chen Chen's leaving back and couldn't figure out why he walked so fast all of a sudden.

"Hey, Chen, you should wait for me."

Chen Chen ignored it and walked forward on his own.

Well, no one cares.

Fang Yuan glanced at the silent fish in his hand, "Fish, fish, do you know what happened to Ah Chen?"

The fish has died long ago and cannot die anymore, even if it is not dead.There is a language barrier between different species, so there must be no way to answer his question.

Fang Yuan waited for a while, then sighed deeply.

He kept muttering, "Ah Chen, Ah Chen, it's fine if you say you go, at least turn on the light for me. If you don't turn on the light for me, it will let me experience how to be a thief in advance." taste."

It is estimated that the word "be a thief" disturbed the old yellow dog in the woodpile.

In the dark night, it suddenly opened its eyes.

Whoa!Good guy, showing green eyes and white teeth.

Fang Yuan...

Hmm... Fang Yuan is not afraid of anything, but dogs.

Immediately yelled and staggered away.

On the contrary, it was the old yellow dog who gave him a lazy look and then closed his eyes boredly.

If it could speak, it probably wanted to say only one sentence, "Stupid human being."

　I am a superficial way~
　　So, after Ah Chen grows up, I should focus on describing Ah Chen's appearance hhhhhh~
　　As for now, it is estimated that I will write a little bit appropriately.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)