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Chapter 31 The boy who fell in the lobster pond, listen to the wow

"You, human, lustful?"

Song Xinyou looked confused. After a long while, she finally realized something from her shy expression, "...Forget it, let's continue shopping for groceries."

She still stopped asking about things in the world, because she wouldn't be able to learn from them, so it would be in vain.

After purchasing the ingredients, we returned to the courtyard. It was exactly ten o'clock, and then it was time for the official date.

Since they had been running around for a living in the past two days and had no time to walk, they were very unfamiliar with the terrain of the village. As a result, choosing a date location became a problem.

According to Zhou Shiyuan, he should find a field full of green grass, spread a tablecloth on the ground, and make a fire to cook. It is simple, convenient and practical.

But Song Xinyou disagreed. She wanted to find a hillside full of wild flowers, where everyone would pick flowers and sing songs. It was fresh and romantic, which fit the theme of today's date.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Shi Nian stepped forward and said, "How about we leave all this to God to decide?"

Zhou Shiyuan understood the idea attentively: "Guess the game?"

"No." Shi Nian shook his head and raised his hand to point to the wide road in front of him, "Just keep walking along this road, wherever you go."

"Are you tired?"

"When you are tired, stop where you are and make a fire to cook."

Zhou Shiyuan gestured, "OK, I agree."

"What do you think?" Shi Nian stood up and looked at Ji Yu and Song Xinyou.

The former consciously picked up two large bags of ingredients and gave the answer with practical actions.

The latter sighed, his voice unconsciously filled with vicissitudes of life: "I'll listen to you."

[Song Xinyou: I’m tired, let’s destroy it.]

[As an aside, Song Xinyou looks so normal today, so normal that I’m not even used to it. 】

[No way, no way, she won’t surrender just now, right? Then won’t this show lose a lot of fun in the future? 】

[Some people should look forward to it! Are you here to see the romance show, or are you here to see the sex show? How nice it is to be so peaceful and peaceful. 】

The four harmonious guests walked along the road, walking for about seven or eight hundred meters, when they ran into the vicious dog Xiao Hei who blocked the way yesterday when they were fishing.

The camera guy who was clearing the way ahead reacted faster with his body than his brain. After screaming, he jumped up the tree again.

Xiao Hei bared his fangs and barked at him a few times. The moment he saw Shi Nian, he immediately put away his fangs and waggled his tail happily, obviously treating her as one of his own.

"Good dog!"

Shi Nian gave a thumbs up, took out a piece of ham from his pocket, tore open the package and poked it into its mouth.

Xiao Hei held the intestines in his mouth and ran away happily with steps that he didn't recognize.

Just when the barrage denounced it as a scumbag that doesn't recognize people after getting sausages, Xiao Hei ran back with a bang. Of course, it didn't come empty-handed, it also had a crayfish in its mouth.

Xiao Hei flew towards Shi Nian with a clear goal, released his mouth, dropped the crayfish, and waggled his tail until he took off.

That proud look seems to be saying: How is it? I am awesome!

"Good dog!"

Shi Nian bent down and rubbed its furry head, and when he stood up again, he was smiling, obviously having other ideas:

"Looking at such green trees and such red flowers, I can't help but think of a poem: Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond..."

"Want to eat crayfish today?" Ji Yu answered smoothly.

"You boy, you have great literary attainments!" Shi Nian held up his palm and looked at the other two people with a smile, "How about we change our route and go fishing for crayfish? Maybe we can sort it out at noon."

When it comes to the quality of lunch, Zhou Shiyuan naturally has no objection, but——

"We have neither rods nor bait, how about fishing with our mouths?"

Song Xinyou, who had been absent all morning, took the initiative to answer the question: "Shrimp fishing is different from fishing. There is no requirement for a pole. You can just fold a branch and tie it with a piece of string. As for the bait, you can use chicken, snail meat, or even shrimp."

Any meat is fine.”

Zhou Shiyuan looked surprised, "You know how to fish?"

"Well, I fished when I was a kid."

Shi Nian rubbed his hands excitedly, "In that case, let's set off?"

"Let's go!" Zhou Shiyuan raised his arms and shouted.

Under the leadership of Xiao Hei, the four people followed the twists and turns in the forest path and finally found... a lobster farm.

Shi Nian glanced at the sign with the words "Private Lobster Base, No Fishing" written on it, and his heart ached:

"If I had known it was here, I wouldn't have come."

Ji Yu looked at the red-tiled house on the southernmost side of the pond, and gently tugged at the corner of his lower lip, "Qiang said, actually you can come too, I'll just change the owner."

Shi Nian pretended to wipe her tears, followed his line of sight and looked up, and happened to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure walking out of the tile-roofed house.

That's right, the lobster farm belongs to the rich security uncle!

Shi Nian ran towards the uncle with bright eyes and an eager expression, as if he had met a close relative in the world:

"Uncle, I'm here again!"

"It's you again?" The uncle rubbed his bald forehead and consciously looked at the large and small bags in their hands, "What are you going to sell this time?"

Shi Nian took out a big apple from the bag and handed it to him, "We are not selling anything today, we are just going on a date."

"Dating?"

"Yes, a date with a lobster."

"Oh~~" The uncle immediately understood, took the apple with confidence, took a bite and said: "There is a net in the house, you can catch it as you like."

Seeing how generous the uncle was, Shi Nian smiled more and more sincerely, "We don't need that. We want to fish for two hours to pass the time. What do you think the fee will be?"

The uncle took another bite of the apple and said in a bold tone: "What's the fee? No, I don't need that little money, Lao Zhao!"

[What are the conditions? You can catch crayfish for free without paying. Do you have to make me, a poor guy who is so poor that he can only scratch the lobster head, angry to death?]

[Old Zhao, you are still not generous enough. If you were really generous, you should send me the location of the lobster farm and let me catch two hundred catties for free. 】

[Yes, yes, if you were really generous, you should drive to school in person to pick me up. 】

[Those two in front, don’t just drink and eat some food.]

That night, while CP An was flying a kite in the field and CP Yi Sheng Bless You was picking wild flowers and making garlands on the hillside, all members of the fishing team were fishing for lobsters, and the fishing was exciting and impassioned.

"Oh! This one is so big! Look, it's definitely the biggest!"

Every time he caught a crayfish, Zhou Shiyuan would howl like a wolf, and then he would hold the shrimp lid and parade around the field, approaching people to show off.

In his words and deeds, he was like the silly son of a landlord who had just been released from the cage.

In the beginning, everyone was very considerate of him, and even gave him a few perfunctory compliments when faced with his stinky showoff. Later, as the times became more frequent, no one was willing to pay attention to him.

But this did not affect Zhou Shiyuan's mood. When people ignored him, he went to find the dog, and the whole place was filled with his voice calling Xiao Hei at the top of his lungs.

Then, Xiao Hei also got angry.

When he came over to show off again, he suddenly pounced and threw Zhou Shiyuan into the lobster pond.

In an instant, countless crayfish surrounded him and stretched out their ruthless iron pincers towards him.

It's like a lost boy in a lobster pond, listening to the wow sound.


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