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Chapter 431 Fishing
"Fortunately, people in our village didn't go fishing. There were a lot of fish in the aquatic plants, which took advantage. Look at the ditch in front of the well at the entrance of the village. The children in the village went to fish every now and then, and even the shrimps were almost gone."

"That's true." Wang Yuyan nodded, turned her head and glanced at the creek, and pulled Wang Ting away quickly, admiring Wang Ting at the same time.

"You are bold, and you are not afraid at all. Fortunately, you are fine. I am worried down there, worried to death. Didn't you see anything strange?"

"Where did the strange things come from? There's nothing wrong with it." Wang Ting shook her head, and when she reached the fork in the road, Wang Ting grabbed her and took out a string of fish from the beetroot, and gave her the skewered fish.

"Sister Yanzi, take it back, it happened to be cooked for lunch."

"No, you fished so hard, take it back and give it to five grandpas and five grandmas for extra meals." Wang Yuyan refused to take it, glanced at the string of fish, swallowed secretly, and then looked away.

fish is precious

"I'll just take it for you. There are plenty of fish betels. There are only three of us in the family. We can't finish them. The fish can't be kept alive, and they die easily. It's a pity if they break down. There's nothing to pack the dried shrimps, but it's a pity you can't take some back. It’s good to give uncle and aunt a taste.”

Wang Ting glared at her, "Stop pushing, you are so polite because you don't treat me as a sister, so I won't come out with you next time."

Wang Ting got angry and ignored her with a straight face.

Wang Yuyan hesitated for a few seconds before accepting it, and persuaded: "Just give me two or three pieces. For someone as prodigal as you, give me a lot. If you can't finish eating, sell it, and you can sell it for a lot of money."

"Yes, yes, yes, I understand, let's go! We will sell the fish we catch later." After Wang Ting finished speaking, she waved away.

Seeing that Wang Ting had brought back so many fish, Mrs. Wang's eyes lit up, and she asked casually, "Where did you get it?"

"That small ditch at the head of the village." Wang Ting kept an eye out and didn't tell the truth.

Old Mrs. Wang turned around Wang Ting with her hands behind her back, her eyes flickering, she didn't know what bad idea she had.

"There are no fish in that ditch. People in the village often go there, and they have caught all the fish. There is a stream in the back mountain, and there are many fish there. I have nothing to do at home these days. You go there to catch fish."

As soon as Wang Ting heard it, she knew what Mrs. Wang was up to. She wanted to scare her, and she would not be afraid in another 800 years.

"Wow!" Wang Ting responded with a smile.

Mrs. Wang couldn't see Wang Ting being happy, she rolled her eyes in disgust, and said in a strange way:

"The family is vegetarian every day, and the mouth is about to fade out, and the fish and meat don't know what it tastes like. I am as old as your grandfather, and none of the children and grandchildren are around. The granddaughters are from other people's families. They are no different from lonely old people. What is it like? Other families in the village, what they want to eat, needless to say, the children and grandchildren think of ways to bring it up every day."

The more Mrs. Wang talked, the more she felt that this was the case. Three sons were born for nothing, and it would be better to have one.

Wang Ting bared her teeth sourly, and didn't bother to argue with her, "I caught too much, I couldn't finish it, and I died in the afternoon. I'll send some to my aunt."

"Why do you keep running to your aunt's house? You don't need your fish." Mrs. Wang thought that Wang Ting wanted to be lazy and didn't want to work, so she kept running out.

Wang Ting ignored her, and went to the utility room to find a smaller fish beetle. When two thirds of the fish and shrimp were found, she went out with the fish beetle.

Mrs. Wang felt distressed when she saw it, "Send it over now, I won't be able to eat it at noon, so send it after you eat lunch."

To put it bluntly, Mrs. Wang doesn't want to cook.

"I'll run over and catch up. I won't come back to eat at noon. You and grandpa will eat."

After leaving the yard, Wang Ting came back again, killed two fish and put them in the kitchen, and told the old lady, "Grandma, the fish kills are ready to be put in the house."

In the courtyard, Mrs. Wang was silent, and Wang Ting left after speaking.

The people in the village saw Wang Ting going out with a fish beetle, and asked her what she was doing, and when they heard that Wang Ting sent fish to her aunt, they praised her for a while.

(End of this chapter)