Needless to ask, Chen Changqing must have come over and made trouble again.

This is someone else's housework. As long as there is no personal injury or major property damage, Song Qingyun will not be convenient for him to intervene.

Even if something happens, the village committees can only mediate, which is really helpless.

Huang Ming: "Song Qingyun, you and my parents go first, I'll go and see before coming."

Song Qingyun nodded: "Okay."

They walked for another half an hour, and Huang Ming caught up and said that Chen Changqing had smashed the pot of Chen Xin's family.

It turned out that in the afternoon, didn’t Chen Changqing get angry and get sick? He knew that he had caused trouble and ran away home.

After sleeping for a long time when I got home, I was hungry, so I got up and thought about where to get some food.

In the past, he would go to Chen Xin's house to get hungry, but today the two families turned against each other but were embarrassed to go again.

After wandering around the village for a long time, I saw that it was already dark and there was no place yet. I was thinking about which vegetable field to go to to get two cucumbers, but the vegetarian food has no starch and protein, so it is not a problem.

Everyone laughed at his miserable look and joked, Chen Changqing, your face turned pale again, you must have been stealing other people's things again, what a dirty person's innocence? The day before yesterday I saw you stealing the sweet potatoes from Zhuhua's house, which were fed by them...

Everyone burst into laughter, and the village was filled with a happy air.

"By the way, a person like you simply ruins the atmosphere of our Hongshi Village."

"Yes, yes, our ancestors in Hongshi Village have had bake guests, but that is also the heroes of Green Forest robbed the rich and helped the poor. They are fighting face to face with people on the battlefield. If you have a knife in your hand, you will have passion. If you win, you will stand and lose. Being a thief is to embarrass the ancestors. Don't talk about us, even your brother and sister-in-law will ask Secretary Song to send someone to arrest you and lock you up."

"Yes, yes, Chen Changqing can't afford to eat anyway, so he can go up the mountain to work hard, at least someone will take care of the meal."

Everyone laughed even more happily.

When Chen Changqing heard this, he was furious: "What, my brother wants Secretary Song to lock me up. Bastard! Yes, yes, it must be his wife's idea."

The villagers like to watch the fun, fearing that the matter is not serious, they all shouted: "Chen Changqing, aren't this nonsense? Your brother and your nephew Xingou are both surnamed Chen, and they are direct relatives with you. But sister-in-law and you have no blood relationship. They come to her place to eat every day. Who do you do not do anything to do?"

"Chen Changqing, can you bear it?"

"I would definitely not be able to bear it. I can't take this sister-in-law anymore."

At the instigation of everyone, Chen Changqing rolled up his sleeves and ran to Chen Xin's house to have a meal.

Of course, Chen Xin's mother would not give this brother-in-law a good look, saying that even if there is leftover rice for pigs and dogs, I will not feed the ungrateful wolf.

The two of them started to squat each other with each other.

Chen Changqing was completely angry and said to Chen Zhigao, "Boss, you must take the team today. Do you want my younger brother to ask our Chen family or your wife?" If you choose me, you will divorce this woman and drive out of Hongshi Village immediately.

Chen Zhigao was shocked, divorce, are you kidding? His wife has been with him for the rest of her life, and now she has even a grandson, and she still has a divorce? Besides, she has no place to go after the divorce? Everyone in her parents' family died to death. She went to the city to be with her children, and the land was conquered, and she had no parents' family at all.

Chen Xin's mother no longer gave Chen Changqing face and called Chen Changqing a beggar and a skinny dog ​​licking the plate.

Men will never win women if they are bickering and scolding.

Chen Changqing was completely disintegrated by scolding. He picked up a stone and smashed the pot from Chen Xin's family, saying, "Don't eat, you can starve to death together."

In the countryside, smashing other people's rice cookers is a very bad behavior. Now the Chen Xin family is in chaos and many people are watching.

"This is really bad. Chen Changqing is dissatisfied." Huang Erwa's father shook his head and sighed: "Secretary Song, what do you think about this?"

Huang Ming: "What should I do? Let them pinch themselves. No one has the power to take care of other people's housework. Not to mention that Song Qingyun is just the first village secretary, even if he is the emperor, he cannot reach his house."

Song Qingyun remained silent and said to himself: Chen Xin is really pitiful!

Just one month after the autumn harvest, the rice fields were still closed. This was the time for the eels to be the most plump.

But I saw stars and lights in the mountains and rivers, and it was the farmers catching eels.

Eels are quite expensive nowadays, more than 30 yuan per pound. It is not a problem for farmers to catch about 10 pounds a night, and it is just right to supplement their household expenses.

Eels are nocturnal animals that hide in the mud during the day and will not come out of the hole to prey until dark.

It also has a characteristic: it cannot stand the strong light, and when it is shined by a flashlight, it will be completely hidden. It will not know how to escape or resist. Once it is caught, the eel will reach its end from now on.

They are also lucky today, probably because the temperature is high, the water is lacking oxygen, and the eels are all out to breathe.

Huang Ming and his parents kept holding the clips, and in a blink of an eye they squeezed three or four kilograms.

Song Qingyun didn't know how to catch it, and secondly, he was not used to walking on the ridge of the field. He fell behind, one step deep and one step shallow, and was a spectator.

The paddy fields at night are quiet and lively, frogs are cooing, and cuckoos are singing non-stop.

A cluster of green light spots floated in the wind like yarn and mist, and they were fireflies.

The sound of footsteps alarmed the insects in the grass by the ridge of the field, and with a "swish", they flew up in a row.

The frightened fireflies dispersed instantly and gathered together in a long time.

There are still stars flashing in the distance, mingling with fireflies, unable to tell each other.

The literary youth Song Qingyun chanted unconsciously: "The fragrance of rice flowers says good harvest, and listen to the sound of frogs. Seven or eight stars outside the sky, two or three rainy spots in front of the mountain."

Huang Ming snorted: "Where is rain? We won't come out if there is rain."

Song Qingyun ignored him, took out his cell phone, took pictures, and posted them on WeChat Moments.

He said to Huang Ming's father: "Brother, I have gained a lot. We five have to get about ten pounds tonight."

Huang Ming's father laughed: "What's this? Thirty years ago, I could catch thirty or forty kilograms in one night, but no one ate them. I chopped them and fed them to the ducks."

Song Qingyun: "It's a waste of natural resources...well, it's just a waste, it's too wasteful."

Huang Ming: "What do you know? There was a shortage of oil at that time. This thing was just oily, it was very fishy. It was even more uncomfortable to eat it in stuttering than killing you." For some reason, he just liked to argue with the village first secretary, and he just didn't like someone Song.

Although this person is really not bad.

Song Qingyun agreed with him.

Huang Ming’s father: “Now the farming is full of pesticides and fertilizers, and the eels cannot be handled, and there are fewer and fewer. In a few years, I’m afraid that everyone will catch them and extinction.”

Huang Ming: "Song Qingyun, go quickly, are you okay? You didn't catch a single eel after two hours of coming out. Are you embarrassed?"

Song Qingyun: "It's okay, I can leave. I have specialized in my profession, so I'll just come out to join in the fun today."

After all, he is a young man. If he is busy all night, he will not be able to bear the burden of face.

Song Qingyun thought about it and always followed Huang Erwa's family. With the three of them's skillful eel-catching skills, they would not have leftovers for him, so he ran to another rice field with his aunt and moved parallel to both sides.

Not to mention, there are indeed gains.

After walking a few steps, under the light of the flashlight, Song Qingyun saw an eel curled up in the shallow water at the gap in the ridge of the field. He hurriedly stretched out the bamboo clip and clamped it.

Unfortunately, the eel was so slippery that it actually ran away.

In a hurry, Comrade Xiao Song made a muddy face.

The eldest aunt clapped her hands and smiled: "Uncle Song is so funny, the King of Flower Faces."

Song Qingyun was so angry that he patted the empty bamboo basket with his hands: "I'm depressed, I'm very depressed."

Aunt: "Uncle Song, you have to force it when you clamp it. Only by clamping it tightly can the eel not run away. Are you afraid that it will hurt if it is pinched? Anyway, you have to kill it when you get home later."

Song Qingyun: "Okay, I'll just use my strength."

After walking a few more steps, I discovered the target again.

This time he learned from the last lesson and clamped his clips hard.

Maybe it was too hard, or the edge of the bamboo clip was too sharp, which made the eel clip bleeding.

Comrade Song was a scholar, a gentleman was away from the kitchen. When did he see blood? Suddenly, his heart was cold, his hands trembled, and the prey ran away again.

This is embarrassing.

My aunt sang softly beside her: "A group of ducks flowed under the small bridge in front of the door. Come and count them, two, four, six, seven, eight..."

"My aunt sang very well. Are you not afraid of the eel being scared away by you... Yes, eels have no ears. My aunt, you are such a good girl."

On the other end, Huang Ming also started singing. He sang Sichuan opera: "Other's wife is like a woman, my wife is like Lian Wang; other people's men are like men, and my men are like a kitchen god."

Even Wang is in the local dialect, and he is the King of Hell.

Song Qingyun was absolutely in amazement.

This time I came out, because I was going to go into the paddy field, everyone changed their shoes.

Song Qingyun was wearing hiking shoes, Huang Ming and his mother were rain boots, and his father simply barefoot.

Hongshi Village is short of water, and there is no water in the paddy fields in summer. After a few days, many fields were cracked, and there was water on the ridges.

Farmers usually dig a parallel ditch along the ridge for drainage.

Song Qingyun was surprised and asked Huang Ming's father that the village was so short of water in the past, but today's rice yields did not decrease. What is the reason?

Huang Ming's father replied that although rice has the word "water", it actually does not require much water. Isn't there any dried millet planting? The reason why we have to use large water to irrigate the water is actually mainly for weeding.

The water was closed in the paddy fields, and the weeds were covered to death because they could not breathe. But the rice was strange and was not afraid of waterlogging.

Song Qingyun: "I've learned a lot."

After walking for a while, he got angry and felt uncomfortable when he walked on his feet. He walked to a ditch without realizing it.

This ditch is the water that Secretary Xiao Song brought from Xinlian last time. It can be seen from the bottom under the light. There is no silt in the water, and red sand and gravel are the bottom, gurgling.

Song Qingyun simply jumped down.

Then he shouted "Ah".

Aunt: "What's wrong?"

"It's cold, bitingly cold, but it's enjoyable." Song Qingyun's hissing sound came from his mouth.

It turned out that the water came from the snow-capped mountains to the west. Even in midsummer, it was still very cold. After standing in the water for a while, I felt a little painful in my bones.

People can't stand it, let alone plants. No wonder when the last time we divert water, we said that if water was to be used to drink crops, we had to store it in the reservoir and burn it for a few days.
Chapter completed!