Rebirth of the era of struggle

Lu Weimin and Qian Jun were talking.

"Is Dalin still here?"

"I called just now. The tire on the road is blown and it is being repaired. It may take a while to arrive."

Lu Yang's aunt's house is in the town, and they opened a small restaurant together with her aunt. They sell some breakfast, rice noodles, hot dry noodles, etc. They are busy in the morning, and they can arrange the rest of the time freely, so they can come here too. help.

"Don't wait for him, go see our mother, and then go directly to the field."

Lu Weimin took Lu Yang to the kitchen together, Lu Yang's grandmother was still busy inside, saw a few people coming over, and said: "I made some fried dumplings, you can take them to the field later, bring more hot water, too Don't drink cold water when it's hot."

"understood."

Qian Jun said with a smile.

Lu Yang knew that his brother-in-law was very filial. When his grandmother was hospitalized, he planned to sell his newly built house to treat the old man. However, after learning about the situation, Lu Yang returned the money in time. .

Although he knew that his nephew was doing well in the provincial capital, Qian Jun never took the initiative to borrow money once, and there was no such thing as arrogance to relatives.

Poor, but the poor have backbone, this is the Qian family.

This is also the reason why Lu Yang prefers his uncle and aunt, but is not close to his father's relatives.

A poor one is arrogant, and a rich one is arrogant.

Normal people know how to choose.

"Xiaoyang is already so old, he has already gone to college, and he will definitely be promising in the future." The old man praised him.

In the minds of the elderly, going to university is a very important thing, but they don't know that now that the country is expanding its enrollment every year, many college students are not as good as migrant workers.

"Mom, it's not hot yet, we plan to go to the fields to get busy first, and when Dalin comes over, let them go directly."

Lu Weimin was still very restrained in front of his elders.

After talking to Lu Yang's grandma, several of them went out with sickles, even Lu Yang's mother, Qian Yun, was a child from the countryside who was good at work.

Lu Yang wanted to find a harvester for them, but when he went to the field, he knew it was impossible. The harvester couldn't get down the high and low terraced fields, and the ridge was only two feet wide. not go down.

Lu Yang also picked up the sickle to help.

Although it was clumsy, it also shared a lot. However, in less than an hour, Lu Yang was out of breath from exhaustion, watching his uncle and father, still engrossed in cutting the rice.

There was a voice behind him, Lu Yang saw that it was my aunt and uncle who came.

"Xiaoyang, it's really strange that you've even gotten started."

My aunt came over, looked at the crooked piece of land cut by Lu Yang, and said jokingly.

Lu Yang wiped off his sweat and said, "Auntie, I just realized now that harvesting rice is not an easy task. My waist is exhausted."

"You've only been working for a few days. It's not bad to do so much. There is a skill in harvesting the grain. If you don't understand it, you must be tired. Take a break and I'll come."

My uncle Lin Dahai started to mow where Lu Yang just now, much faster than Lu Yang just now.

It was only then that Lu Yang experienced what it means to specialize in art. He changed a job and cooperated with his aunt to tie up the harvested rice, and pulled it to the grain field with a shelf cart to spread it out and dry it in the sun.

When my aunt Qian Ping was free, she was chatting with her sister Qian Yun. When she saw the necklace around her neck, she smiled and said, "Is your family finally willing to buy it for you?"

Qian Yun glanced at Lu Weimin who was busy, and said, "I can't count on him in this life, Xiaoyang bought it for me."

Qian Ping said: "Xiaoyang is really filial, if only Xiaoyu has this kind of heart in the future."

"Xiao Yu is in high school too."

"Yeah, I'm a sophomore this year."

The three families had been busy for two and a half days before they finished harvesting the ten acres of rice. Although they were very tired, they were also fulfilling. Lu Yang felt that he was much more energetic.

"Brother Yang."

Sitting in front of my grandmother's house, I suddenly heard someone calling me.

Lu Yang looked ahead.

On the ridge of the gate, a black and thin young man called his name.

A name flashed through my mind.

Lu Yang blurted out: "Barbarian."

Chapter 37

The barbarian's name is Qian Man.

In terms of seniority, it should be Lu Yang's uncle, the youngest cousin of Lu Yang's mother, Qian Yun. Grandpa has seven brothers in total, and Qian Man's father is the seventh, the youngest.

When he was a child, Lu Yang lived in his grandfather's house for a few years. When he was full of money, he played with his ass every day, and was asked by Lu Yang to call him brother.

Qian Man is very honest, and has been calling him Brother Lu ever since.

"Savage."

Lu Yang also called out, got up and went to meet him.

Patting Qian Man's shoulder, which was full of strong muscles, Lu Yang said, "Are you on vacation too? You should be in high school."

Lu Yang remembered that Qian Man was two years younger than him.

"I didn't even go to junior high school."

Qian Man smiled honestly, as if he still felt that it was a very honorable thing not to go to school.

"I didn't even go to junior high school."

Lu Yang was a little surprised.

After all, it is already 2010, and the nine-year compulsory education has become popular. Unlike before, some people often cannot afford to go to school.

"Yeah, I came back from the second semester of junior high school. I was young, and no one wanted me to go out to work, so I helped with farm work at home. I took back the millet two days ago, and I happened to have nothing to do."

Qian Man lit up the can box in his hand, and said, "Go fishing, I just dug the earthworm."

"Fishing? Where to go fishing?"

Lu Yang was a little moved.

Before he was reborn, Lu Yang liked fishing very much. Whenever he had time, he would find a place to fish.

But in the city, fishing has no soul. If you go to those breeding ponds, you might as well pay for the fish directly. The fishing that Qian Man said is naturally pure wild.

Qian Man said, "Go to the reservoir, it's the one behind the mountain."

He points in one direction.

Lu Yang remembered.

There is a large reservoir in that place, called Qianjiazhuang Reservoir, which is the collective property of the village, no one contracts it, and the fish in it are all wild, so you can catch them casually.

"Go, why not, I don't have a fishing rod."

Lu Yang thought about it.

Qian Man shook his head: "What kind of fishing rod do you want? I'll help you chop a bamboo rod. I have fishing lines and hooks. You just need to bring a bucket."

"Row."

Lu Yang nodded.

Qianjiazhuang is still relatively far from the town, and my father probably doesn't feel at ease letting himself ride a motorcycle there. It seems that he can only experience the primitive way of fishing.

Those who are full of money have already dug earthworms, so naturally Lu Yang doesn't need to dig any more.

Brought a sickle from grandma's house, Lu Yang and Qian Man went into a bamboo forest together, carefully selected, Lu Yang chose a slender bamboo pole, about four meters long, after selection, he used the sickle to cut the bamboo The branches were all cut off, and soon a smooth fishing rod was made.

The elasticity of bamboo is quite good. As long as you don’t encounter too big fish, basically there is no problem. With a fishing rod that is only four meters long, the chance of encountering big fish is very small.

Qian Man brought his fishing bag over, and Lu Yang found the hook and line from inside... Soon, a pair of fishing gear was prepared.

"Come on, let's go."

Qian Man said excitedly.

Seeing that he was only carrying a fishing tackle bag, Lu Yang said speechlessly, "Don't you even want a fishing bag?"

"My father won't let me take the wine at home."

Qian Man said with some embarrassment that his father was an old alcoholic. He used a little wine for fishing before, and was beaten up when he was discovered. Qian Man was also a little scared.

Lu Yang knew the character of his little grandfather. He smiled and said, "I'll prepare the bran and wine, but you also have a task. Isn't there an oil shop at the west end of the village? Go and ask for some oil cakes."

"What's the use of that thing?" Qian Man was a little puzzled.

"You will know later."

Lu Yang asked Qian Man to go first, and he went back to the house to get a small bag of chaff, and then poured all the leftover white wine into it.

"Xiaoyang, go fishing."

Qian Jun and Lu Weimin asked curiously when they saw Lu Yang coming out with the nest.

"Just now Manzi came over and said to go fishing in the reservoir, and I want to go too." Lu Yang replied.

"Are there any earthworms? There are plenty of them in my back room. If you want them, I'll dig them for you." Uncle Qian Jun said with a smile.

Lu Yang: "Thank you uncle, no need, Manzi has already dug it."

Lu's mother also said: "Be careful when you get to the reservoir, don't get too close."

"understood."

Lu Yang went out with a bamboo pole on his back and a red bucket. On the way, he met Manzi, who was holding a few pieces of oil cakes.

After passing through the back mountain, you can see the reservoir. It’s been busy these days, and there are very few people fishing, only a few half-grown children.

Both Lu Yang and Qian Man found an old fishing spot, opened the well-made nests, and found oil cakes from Qian Man, crushed them all and mixed them together.

It was pinched into a ball and thrown in front of the aquatic plants.

Manzi also made a nest for himself.

"Manzi, let's compete to see who catches more." Lu Yang threw out the fishing rod and said excitedly.

Blue sky and white clouds

Wind and sunshine.

The autumn wind blows, clear water, bamboo poles...

What a idyllic scene.

Fishing in such an environment is the real enjoyment of life. Lu Yang is not in a hurry when the float does not move. Many years of fishing experience have given him enough patience.

About ten minutes passed.

Qian Man caught a white strip, only one palm long, he let out a happy cry, and showed off to Lu Yang again.

What a teenage mentality.

Lu Yang was not in a hurry.

The fish didn't make him wait any longer, it took a while, the fish floated twice, and then sank suddenly, Lu Yang seized the opportunity and directly lifted the rod.

The fish struggled a few times in the water and flew up directly.

Lu Yang pressed it on the soft withered grass.

A big crucian carp was caught by him.

This fish weighs at least half a catty, its scales are all golden in color, and the spines on its dorsal fin are very long, like a fan.

"How are you, Barbarian?"

Lu Yang lifted the crucian carp.

Qian Man was very envious, and said, "Brother Lu, you are still the best, and you just picked up such a big crucian carp."

Lu Yang was also very happy, the original ecological wild crucian carp, in a big city like Greentown, you can't find a place to buy it.

Even in the market in the county, this kind of fish is not common, and the price is not cheap, this one costs at least seven or eight yuan.

Throwing the crucian carp into the small red bucket and replacing it with an earthworm, Lu Yang continued to wait.

The nest made of oil cakes quickly attracted the fish in the reservoir. After catching the first crucian carp, Lu Yang turned on the connecting rod.

Even Qian Man, who was not far away, caught several fish.