Chapter 88 Is there a big fish?! The fish is so irritable?
Zhao Dahai walked into the yard, and Zhong Cuihua was sitting in the hall weaving fishing nets. The weather was good today, and the sun was not too bright. They moved the fishing nets and other things under the trees in the yard, and while weaving the fishing nets, they basked in the sun, replenished calcium, and were in good health.<
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Zhao Dahai poured a bowl of water and put it on the ground next to the stool where Zhong Cuihua was sitting. He took a hatchet from the kitchen and walked out of the courtyard door to the vegetable patch behind the house. The water had just been poured in the morning, not long after the sun had risen.
The time is moist and dark. If you look carefully, you can faintly see a little bit of bright yellow in the sprinkled vegetable seeds.
Zhao Dahai was very happy. It will take a few days to grow into small vegetable seedlings. There are many cats and dogs, especially chickens and ducks, in the village. They are all free-range. The vegetable fields must be fenced. The tide will ebb at about three o'clock in the afternoon.
If you can go into the mangrove forest, take the time to cut some bamboo in the morning and use it to surround the vegetable patch.
Zhao Dahai walked towards the mountain behind the village with a hatchet in his hand. After a while, he saw a large bamboo forest. When several ancestors of the village came, these bamboos were already here. They were ownerless things and wanted to
Anyone who uses it can cut it.
There are many kinds of bamboo. Common ones include moso bamboo and palm bamboo.
The bamboo growing in the back mountain is not moso bamboo or palm bamboo. I don’t know its real name. People in the village call it dianthus. Its characteristic is that it can grow very long, even ten or twenty meters. Its diameter can reach
Fifteen to twenty centimeters. The bamboo wall is very thick and hard. It will become thicker if it has been grown for many years. Twenty or thirty years ago, when there were no wooden fishing boats, they used dianthus to make fish and fish them out into the sea.
Zhao Dahai walked around the bamboo forest and selected the bamboos to be chopped, which were as thick as a dozen arms and dozens of fingers thick.
Zhao Dahai rolled up his sleeves and stood in front of the dianthus, which was as thick as an arm. The hatchet in his hand was raised at a 45-degree angle and struck hard at the root of the dianthus near the ground.
"Dang!"
Zhao Dahai shook his head. Although this was just an arm-thick dianthus, it was very hard and tough. The kitchen knife hit it hard and bounced, leaving only a hole less than half a centimeter deep. Brutal force is not enough to cut bamboo like this.
, no longer using too much force, one knife after another, and it took about ten times to chop down one branch.
The sun rises slowly.
It’s starting to get stuffy inside the bamboo forest.
Zhao Dahai was sweating profusely. He only chopped about a dozen arm-thick dianthus in about an hour. He rested for a few minutes, wiped off the sweat, and continued chopping with a hatchet. Finger-thick bamboo was easier to cut.
Roots, dozens of them were chopped in more than an hour.
Zhao Dahai raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky. It had already risen. Time was very tight. He didn't care about rest. He immediately started to cut off the bamboo tips and leaves of the chopped bamboo. He tied them up and carried them to the edge of the vegetable field. He just cut them off.
The bamboo needs to be dried before we can build the fence. This little bamboo is far from enough. I thought about continuing to cut it. When I saw the sun rose to the middle of the sky, it was already twelve o'clock. I had to enter the mangrove at three o'clock in the afternoon. I could only let it go first to make money.
It's important.
Zhao Dahai walked into the yard carrying a hatchet. Grandma Zhong Cuihua was not weaving a fishing net. When she saw the kitchen, she was cooking and walked over immediately.
"Grandma."
"I chopped some bamboo."
"I have to cut some when I have time in the past few days. In a few days, we will surround our vegetable plot."
"If the vegetable seedlings grow everywhere, there won't be enough for the chickens and ducks to eat, and all the cats and dogs will be wasted."
"I'll take a break after eating. I'll go around the mangroves again and see if I can catch some more blue crabs."
Zhao Dahai cleaned the pot. The rice has been cooked and can be eaten after stir-frying. The pickled bacon is hung on the stove. Every day when cooking, fireworks must be smoked. It is more important to make it more delicious.
It can be stored for a long time without deterioration. I took a knife and cut off half a piece of my palm and then cut it into slices. I grabbed a handful each of the half-dried mud snail meat and sea melon seed meat that were dried on the dustpan at the door, and washed them slightly with water.
Wash it, add a little oil, put in the salted pork belly and fry it for a few times, then put in the mud snail meat and sea melon seed meat and fry them together, add some water and bring to a boil. The bacon already has flavor, so there is no need to add salt.
, add a few drops of soy sauce, leaving a little juice, and put it on a plate.
"Okay."
"Catch more blue crabs and you can earn more."
"Don't run too far and pay attention to the tide."
Zhong Cuihua put out the fire in the stove. The fishing boat has not been repaired, so if you want to make money, you have to travel to places like mangroves.
Zhao Dahai packed two bowls of rice and carried the vegetables. It was so hot in the yard that he couldn't stay there, so he had to eat in the main room. The oily aroma of the bacon mixed with the freshness of the snails and sea melon seeds made it very delicious. He ate it with big mouthfuls.
As I ate, I thought that green vegetables would be more perfect, and I looked forward to the early harvest in the vegetable patch behind the house.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
The sun is very big and very poisonous.
Zhao Dahai strode toward the mangroves at the west end of the village with a pole, a few mesh bags, and Jiefang shoes.
"The sea."
"Where are you going?"
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"Yo!"
"Catching the sea, right?"
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"Collecting mud snails and sea melon seeds?"
"What's so delicious about this thing?"
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Zhao Dahai touched his nose and quickened his pace. He met seven or eight people and greeted each of them and had a conversation. He was a little disapproving when he heard that he touched mud snails and sea melon seeds. He felt a little funny in his heart. He was building a plank road.
Traveling secretly to Chencang, no one thought that they were going to dig for blue crabs.
"The sea!"
Zhao Dahai walked to the village pier, turned around and was about to walk to the west when there was a loud sound. He turned around and saw someone on a fishing boat waving to him.
"Uncle Liu."
"What happened?"
"Something happened?"
Zhao Dahai went to the pier and walked to Liu Bin's boat.
"Haha!"
"Aren't our two families next to each other on the mountain?"
"Last year, we planted some fruit trees at home, but my mother-in-law didn't have any idea. Some of the trees were planted in your field. Yesterday, I went up and looked around and found out."
Liu Bin wiped the sweat beads on his forehead.
"My aunt married from another village. It's normal for me to remember wrongly and not be able to tell them apart."
Zhao Dahai smiled.
"I've been busy these past two days and I haven't had time. I'll go up the mountain again sometime and dig up the tree."
"I happened to meet you here today and wanted to say something to you."
Liu Bin blushed and felt like he was on fire. These words made him not know what to say and he felt so guilty.
Zhao Dahai nodded, said a few words casually, turned around and walked towards the mangrove.
Liu Bin looked at Zhao Dahai and breathed a sigh of relief. His expression was a little complicated. He was watching Sun Minghua's matter from the side that day. Zhao Dahai looked like a ruthless person.
"Hey!"
"No one dares to underestimate Zhao Dahai now."
"I am a hero and a good man. This is really a good thing to say."
"Don't look down upon me. You've been in trouble for two years. No one dares to look down upon you when you look back!"
Liu Bin shook his head. Zhao Dahai's father and mother were in trouble and left. People in the village looked down on Zhao Dahai and Zhong Cuihua. Orphans and widowers had to be bullied, let alone an orphan and a seventy-year-old woman. Zhao Dahai was ruthless.
Sun Minghua was taught a lesson, and he straightened up in the village. No one dared to look down on him, and no one dared to bully him.