Siheyuan: I am Jia Dongxu's cousin

Sunday.

It was noon and the dazzling sunlight shone through the glass window onto Zhang Weiguo's face.

"Ah, comfortable." Zhang Weiguo crawled out of the bed and stretched.

Zhang Weiguo was very tired from running around for the Jia family's affairs these days. Today was the weekend and he finally had a good sleep since he didn't have to go to work.

Get up and take a shower.

The third uncle looked at Zhang Weiguo brushing his teeth with a toothbrush and said, "Weiguo, you just woke up."

"Uncle, it's the weekend, so you can sleep in." Zhang Weiguo responded vaguely with foam in his mouth.

He spit out the foam in his mouth and rinsed his mouth. Zhang Weiguo saw the third uncle holding a fishing rod in his right hand, and he felt a little itchy.

After all, there was no entertainment in this era, and fishing was a good way to pass the time. Moreover, when Zhang Weiguo was in America, he learned fishing from an alumnus, and because the two of them got along well, the alumnus gave Zhang Weiguo a fishing rod.

"Weiguo, Weiguo, is there something on my face?" The third uncle waved his hand in front of Zhang Weiguo and touched his own face a few times.

"Oh, sorry, Third Master. I was lost in thought."

"That's good. You must have stared at me so hard that I thought there was something on my face."

"Uncle, I'm not staring at you, I'm staring at your fishing rod." Zhang Weiguo explained. He didn't want the uncle to think too much. It would be bad if he thought of bad things.

"It's a fishing rod." The third uncle looked down at the fishing rod in his hand. Then he looked up and asked Zhang Weiguo, "Weiguo also likes fishing?"

"I went fishing with others for a while abroad before, and now I see the fishing rod in the hands of the third uncle, and my hands are itching."

"Would Weiguo like to go with us? I don't have anything to do today, and I'm planning to go fishing in Shichahai." In fact, the third uncle's real idea was to take Zhang Weiguo with him so that he could ride his bicycle.

"Okay, wait a moment, uncle. I'll change my clothes." Zhang Weiguo went back to the house, put on his woolen coat, and took out a box from under the bed. There was a Benning trademark on the box. It was said to be a Norwegian fishing gear brand founded in 1936.

"Let's go, Third Uncle." Zhang Weiguo called to the Third Uncle who was waiting nearby.

However, the third uncle was staring at the box in Zhang Weiguo's hand. Then he asked in confusion: "Weiguo, why do you carry such a long box?"

Zhang Weiguo explained to him: "Uncle, there is a fishing rod in here."

"Fishing rod?" The third uncle asked in confusion. After all, he had never seen a fishing rod in such a beautiful box.

"Yes, it was given to me by a schoolmate when I was studying abroad."

"So it's a foreign brand. I was wondering why the packaging is so good. Then Uncle San will have to take a good look at the difference between this foreign fishing rod and ours."

"What difference will it make?" Zhang Weiguo said perfunctorily to the third uncle. He didn't want the third uncle to be thinking about his fishing rod, otherwise he would not know whether to lend it to him or not when the time comes.

After a long journey through cold winds, we finally arrived at Shichahai.

Shichahai is located in the center of the old city, specifically in the northeast of Xicheng District. It is said that there were ten Buddhist temples on the lakeside in history, hence the name "Shichahai".

"Uncle, it seems that there are a lot of people fishing here today." Zhang Weiguo looked at the people sitting on the rocks by the lake to fish. He also saw many bicycles parked here, and even a few jeeps.

Zhang Weiguo was visiting Shichahai for the first time, so he asked Uncle San: "Uncle San, do you have a fishing spot that you often go fishing at? This is my first time here, so I'm not familiar with this place."

"Of course there is. Come to Weiguo and follow Uncle Three. He knows a good fishing spot." Uncle Three said as he took Zhang Weiguo to a fishing spot where there were few people.

Zhang Weiguo moved two stones to sit on, and then took out the fishing rod from his box.

The third uncle looked at the fishing rod in Zhang Weiguo's hand and said enviously: "Weiguo, your fishing rod looks different. It is better looking than my bamboo fishing rod."

"They are all the same, Third Uncle."

Seeing that he didn't say what he wanted, the third uncle didn't say anything more.

Zhang Weiguo skillfully put the bait on the fishhook and swung the fishing rod. His skillful movements showed that he usually catches a lot of fish.

Maybe Zhang Weiguo was lucky, and a fish was caught in a short while.

Although it's a small fish, it's very popular.

Yan Bugui next to him was a little envious and said, "Weiguo is lucky today."

Zhang Weiguo nodded to Yan Bugui, "It's just a small fish."

As the two were chatting, Zhang Weiguo's fishing rod moved again.

Zhang Weiguo pulled hard but failed to pull it out.

Yan Bugui knew that Zhang Weiguo had caught something big when he saw his expression, so he asked, "Hey, it looks like a big fish. Does Weiguo need your uncle's help?"

"No need, Uncle San, just watch how I take him down."

After a stalemate of about eight or nine minutes, the fish was finally pulled up.

"Weiguo, this fish is probably almost 20 kilograms." Yan Bugui looked at Zhang Weiguo with envy. He had never caught so many fish in all his years of fishing.

The old men nearby also came to watch the fun.

"Young man, do you want to sell this fish? I'll give you 10 yuan."

"Uncle, I want to take this fish back to eat. Let's do it next time. I'll sell it to you when I catch it." Zhang Weiguo refused. After all, he was not short of money.

The old men left after a while after seeing that there was no hope.

the next period of time.

Zhang Weiguo caught about 10 fish, while Yan Bugui only had 3 small fish in his bucket, which made Yan Bugui very envious.

"Weiguo, your fishing rod from abroad is different. The fish are caught one by one. You can borrow it from me anytime to experience it."

"Look at what you said, uncle. Fishing has nothing to do with fishing rods." Zhang Weiguo rejected the uncle in disguise. He didn't want to lend it.

Yan Bugui is also an intellectual and still has to maintain his dignity. Since Zhang Weiguo didn't want to borrow him, he didn't talk about this topic anymore.

But before leaving, Zhang Weiguo still gave Yan Bugui two small fishes, mainly because Zhang Weiguo himself couldn't eat so much.

Yan Bugui immediately said to Zhang Weiguo with a smile: "Weiguo is really kind."

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When Zhang Weiguo and Yan Bugui returned to the yard, they happened to meet Banggeng and Xiaodang playing at the door.

Zhang Weiguo immediately hooked his finger at Banggeng, "Banggeng, come here."

Bang Geng ran over and asked, "Uncle Weiguo, what do you want to ask me for?"

Zhang Weiguo took out the largest one from the bucket and then handed the whole bucket to Banggeng.

"Take it back and ask your grandmother to stew fish for you. Remember to bring the bucket back to me."

"I understand, cousin Weiguo."

"Wow, we have fish to eat today," Xiaodang clapped his hands happily.

After returning home, Zhang Weiguo took out the seasonings he had collected from his space and made himself a braised fish. It must be said that fish in this era is very delicious.

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backyard.

Yi Zhonghai smelled the fish aroma coming from the Jia family and said, "Zhang Weiguo is really something. He caught so many fish but didn't even bother to give one to the old lady. He gave all of them to the Jia family."

"Also, the Jia family is full of ungrateful people."

In fact, Yi Zhonghai didn’t want to eat fish, but he was a little unhappy when he saw the Jia family gradually getting out of control.