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Chapter 253

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    On the fifth day of the National Day, I stole a free day and didn't have to go out to meet relatives and friends.

    In the past few days, whether it is catching fish or fishing, I have not been very successful. It makes me feel itchy, but I don't know how to vent it.

    It seems that there is no place around that is suitable for catching fish.

    I walked briskly, aimlessly walking in the fields, looking for a place where I could put my heart.

    The small river with three times of light no longer has a shelter for the fish, and also lost the noise and vitality of the past.

    What a pity!  The memories of generations have disappeared in the long river of history.

    Except for the small river, there are fields nearby. Although there are fish in the trenches, they are only suitable for poking fish. I only poked fish yesterday, and I really don¡¯t have much interest in doing another round today.

    Just standing on the arch bridge like this, looking at the leaves swaying in the wind in the distance, I fell into a short thought.

    "Apart from the trenches, where else are there fish?" I kept searching in my mind for this piece of land where I have lived since I was a child.

    "Yes! I haven't been to Zhangjiafeng for a long time!" After suddenly having an idea, he went to Zhangjiafeng.

    It must be several months since you have been here, right?  It is also unclear whether the big ditch in the mind can achieve the desired effect.

    At Niuguntang, the creek that meets the big ditch, the upstream is Zhangjiafeng!

    Since the three-time light was repaired, the creek has no fish. Of course, it is not affected by the three-time light. It is because a pig farm has been built upstream of the creek, and the pig manure is directly discharged into the creek, causing water pollution.  , the number of fish decreased.

    Going up from the creek and passing through Zheng Dongdong's land, there was no trace of Panhe at this time.

    Going forward, the upper reaches of the winding creek belong to the section where Zhangjiafeng blows. The banks of the river widen, turning from a creek into a small river.

    In the river more than three meters wide, it was full of silt, which was darkly hidden at the bottom of the water.

    In the center of the silt, a small stream of water passes through, and the fairly clear water flows here.

    From the arch bridge up, there is a pig farm not far away. After most of the excrement is accumulated, the special silt formed is accumulated on both sides of the bank, which is very disgusting.

    With the arch bridge as the dividing line, it seems to be two worlds.

    Downstream, the water is still very dirty, and the roots of aquatic plants have been eroded by black matter, and even the roots have turned black.  The water is clear and you can see the bottom, but there are no fish.

    Upstream, don't look any further. The rotten pig manure is full of bacteria and debris. Just asking about the smell makes you want to vomit, let alone get close to see if there are any fish.

    After observing the left and right sides of the arch bridge, my way of catching fish seems to have fallen into a dead end again. The harsh environment is a bit too much, so I have to give up!

    "Gudu~gudu~", at this moment, there were several consecutive bubbles in the bridge hole, and I hurried to the side and bent over to check.

    Inside the bridge hole, the light is dim, and the shape of bubbles can be seen under the shadows. It looks like a loach?

    And it shouldn't be too small!

    Loach is also a very good fish, and, in this environment, it is good to have fish to catch, still pick?

    Then decide to catch loach today!

    Judging from the water in the bridge hole, the water depth should be about one meter. There should be a group of fish living here because there is water here all the year round, right?  Even if the water quality is not good.

    After I made up my mind, I quickly went home to get some reeds, hoe buckets and the like, and I was ready to go out.

    Ren Yuntao went to visit relatives, so I probably don't even have a helper today!

    "Ren Tao, where are you going?" Seeing me carrying so many tools, grandma asked curiously.

    "Grandma, I'm going to Zhangjiafeng to help the fish."

    "Where did the fish come from? There is a pig farm up there, and the ditch is full of manure, and the fish have been poisoned to death." Grandma said.

    "I went to see it just now. There are fish under the bridge next to the forest next door!" I explained.

    Grandma didn't seem to believe it, but she didn't continue to persuade me.

    After all, with such an obvious thing in front of you, there are fish and ghosts!  But she also knows that I'm fine by myself, so let me toss about it.

    Grandma stepped forward and took the hoe in my hand.

    "Let's go, I'll go see you Fuyu."

    I just remembered that grandma seems to have nothing to do today. It's National Day, so I need to rest more!  Besides, there is no accumulation of farm work this season.

    I took the tools with grandma and came to the bridge again.

    The stagnant water in the upper reaches has almost dried up. I took a hoe, dug up some mud, and simply blocked the top of the bridge hole.?, prevent the stream from flowing into the bridge hole.

    After blocking the upstream, I began to take off my shoes and prepare to go into the water.

    "Ren Tao, the water is so dirty and smelly, it's better not to go down, it will infect the skin." Grandma said earnestly.

    In fact, when I first saw the water quality, I was unwilling in every possible way, and really wanted to stay away from it.

    However, the desire to poke the fish in my heart kept making troubles, so I had to overcome myself and go into the water!

    "It's okay, grandma, I used to poke fish in all kinds of dirty water, so it won't be infected." I still comforted.

    "Then you wear a pair of shoes, otherwise what will you do? There is a lot of glass in the mud. Here is next to the forest, and those broken bowls and glass are thrown into the ditch, everywhere!"

    I didn't care at first, but when I heard grandma's words, I thought it made sense, so let's put on my slippers!

    I tried to walk into the water slowly. Fortunately, the water at the bridge opening was only waist deep, not unacceptably deep.

    It may be deeper in the middle of the bridge hole, but there is no need to test it now, and it will be done slowly later!

    After confirming that it can be done, I took a hoe and quickly built a mud ridge downstream here to facilitate fish support.

    After everything was ready, I took the water basin handed over by my grandma and started to splash water crazily.

    The part of the entire bridge hole area enclosed by me is only more than three meters long and about two meters wide, and it only takes half an hour!

    As the water depth dropped rapidly, my heart began to get excited.

    I really want to immediately determine the body length of the bubbling fish!  It is also a good choice to measure the body for it!

    The water dries up slowly, and I also stop to take a rest.

    What makes people want to cry without tears is that the water is dry, but no fish can be seen!

    And I have already got into the bridge hole, groping for a long time, and I didn't even see the fish!

    Is it vertigo?  This is impossible!  We are existences with 5.3 eyesight!

    I groped along the bricks at the bottom of the bridge hole, trying not to miss any detail.

    "Plop~" Just as I was groping, my palm touched a soft existence!  There are fish!  And judging from the movement just now, the fish is not small!

    Finally, the work was not in vain!  At this moment, my heart was indescribably excited, and I quietly moved half a step, slowly opened my hands, and explored the area that had just fluctuated.

    Seems like something is writhing between my palms?  It came from the faint feeling in the palm of your hand.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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