Chapter 223

Fishing is a very edifying leisure activity.

People who like fishing may not even like fish,

The so-called fishing is actually just enjoying the process.

Basking in the warm sun of early spring, sitting on the big stones of the river valley, listening to the sound of splashing water, a broken pole can sit for a long time.

The pleasure of immersing yourself in the landscape and enjoying the natural tranquility is likely to be addictive once you experience it once.

Anyone who likes fishing may have the same feeling, no matter it's windy, rainy, cold, hot and unbearable, not afraid of rainstorm, wind and muddy roads.

As long as I am free, I will spare no effort to find a good place. Even if I run dozens of miles, I have to find a good place where I can fish quietly.

Unfortunately, such a good place is not easy to find now.

These days, as long as water resources are abundant, hydropower stations will be basically built.

Hydropower stations promote economic development and provide abundant power for the local, but they have a serious impact on the local ecological environment.

The Taotao River in the past has now mostly become a mildly trickle.

The tributary of the Qingyi River in front of Chen Xi is only 51 kilometers long, but there are as many as 17 small hydropower stations built on the river, with an average of one small hydropower station every three kilometers.

The dam built by the hydropower station intercepts the river, so that the downstream water flow decreases sharply, and the living environment of aquatic organisms is extremely bad, resulting in a sharp decline in the number. Rare animals such as giant salamanders are already on the verge of extinction.

As for the flood

This situation is rarely seen.

The father and daughter sat on the stone all afternoon. The little guy seemed to like this activity very much. He learned a set of movements like swing fishing, biting the line and lifting the pole.

Chen Xi didn't bring a bucket, so he built a diving depression with small stones by the river. He would put all the fish he caught into the depression.

After an afternoon, there were no less than twenty fish in the puddle.

The little guy put his hand into the water and constantly frightened the fish in the water. When he saw that the fish was spinning around in the puddle, but he couldn't swim out, the little thing was happy and giggled.

This is the booty of her and her father!

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Xi took the little guy to count the number of fish.

A total of 23, but they are all small fish.

The biggest one was the one that the little guy had just started fishing, which was her good start.

"Article 23! Baba, we caught 23 fish! "

The little thing squatted beside the puddle and kept fiddling with the water.

After Chen Xi taught her to count the fish in the water, the little guy immediately jumped on the stone.

Looking at her lovely little face, Chen Xi couldn't help pinching it, smooth, delicate and elastic

"How's it going? Is fishing fun?"

"Fun!"

The little guy nodded his head hard. I'm afraid he's expecting his father to bring her here tomorrow.

"Just have fun, but the wind here is getting stronger and stronger. We'll catch a cold after sitting by the river for a long time, so we should go home... Dad will take you to play tomorrow, OK?"

Hearing the speech, the little guy tilted his head and thought about it, then nodded and replied, "Hmm! Then let's take the fish home! "

Seeing this, Chen Xi rubbed her head and said with a smile: "these fish are too small to eat. It's no use for us to take them back. We'd better let them all go. How about we catch them when they grow up?"

"No!"

After hearing what Chen Xi said, the little thing was unhappy.

After she glanced at the small fish in the puddle, she muttered loudly, "this is my fish!"

This little thing is still talking about his booty.

Therefore, Chen Xi had to squat next to the little guy and speak good words to her.

Maybe it was Chen Xi's words. After hesitating for half a day, the little guy reluctantly put the largest one into the plastic pocket, then put his hand into the water and made a hole in the puddle.

The fish noticed the trend of the water flow, immediately drilled out of the hole and successfully returned to the river.

The little guy looked down at the empty water in front of him and didn't return to his mind for a long time.

Chen Xi looked at her and immediately put the plastic bag containing water and fish in front of her with a smile.

"Read, look, here's another one."

"Mine!"

The little guy grabbed the plastic bag from Chen Xi.

Looking at that posture, I'm afraid Chen Xi let her go of the last one

Before dinner when the father and daughter returned to the old house, the little guy ran into the kitchen with his booty, ready to show off in front of his grandmother and mother.

Qin Ruoying was learning to cook with Aunt Zhang. As soon as they saw the fish in her bag, they immediately laughed. A few words of oral praise made the little thing's tail almost cocked up. Now there is still some time before dinner. Chen Xi is afraid that the little guy can't sit still, so she calls her to the yard. The little guy didn't know why, but Chen Xi didn't explain to her. Instead, she turned out a brazier in the old house, and then took a pair of tongs and clamped a few burning charcoal fires in the stove. Everything was ready. Chen Xi called the little guy and asked with a smile, "Niannian, do you like eating potatoes?"“ Yes! I like to eat potato ribs! "“ Then wait a minute. Dad will treat you to baked potatoes, okay? "“ Baked potatoes? " The little guy blinked, and when it came to eating, she immediately got excited. Subsequently, Chen Xi took out two potatoes from the kitchen and threw them directly into the brazier without even washing them. Potatoes, together with corn, wheat and rice, are listed as the four main grains in the world. There are a variety of methods, whether frying, frying or stewing. The most common snack to eat potatoes is fried. It is rare for Chen Xi to throw potatoes directly into the fire. It's not because baked potatoes are not delicious, but because it's inconvenient to make a fire. You can't bake potatoes on a gas stove in order to eat a baked potato... This novel approach successfully attracted the little guy's interest. So, she obediently squatted side by side with Chen Xi under the eaves, guarding the brazier, quietly waiting for the potatoes to be roasted. The potatoes cooked quickly. Chen Xi took the tongs and took out the two potatoes whose surface had been burnt. When the little guy saw the shabby appearance of potatoes, he immediately frowned and wrinkled the tip of his nose. Chen Xi rolls the potatoes on the ground to reduce the temperature of the potatoes. When the temperature of the potato dropped a little, he picked up a piece, and then tore off the burnt part of the potato surface bit by bit in front of the little guy. The potato was roasted and blackened, and the skin became very brittle. One piece fell off when it was torn. When the charred skin was torn open by Chen Xi, there were crystal clear potatoes under the shabby surface. The ripe potatoes emit light smoke and constantly send out a refreshing fragrance. There is no need for salt or monosodium glutamate. After roasting, you can eat it directly in your hand. In one bite, the soft and light taste can really melt people's hearts. In the silent village, the distant mountains are like Dai and the springs sing low. A faint fragrance of Magnolia came with the breeze and lingered over the yard. Father and daughter, holding a big potato, sat under the eaves of the old house and chewed it up. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stopped our translation