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Chapter 323 Digging for eels with bare hands

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    Around the Dragon Boat Festival, it entered the peak period of photo field eel.

    The appearance rate of eels at night these days has also increased a lot, including loaches and small fish, and I have also caught a lot of them.

    It's only a few days, and in the next few days, the rice field eels will gradually disappear from our sight, so I have to take advantage of this time to catch more rice field eels and come back.

    "Ren Tao, I found a rice field eel hole, come and see if there are any rice field eels." Grandpa walked into the door quickly and said to me.

    "Where is it?" I was instantly excited and stood up.

    "It's right there, come here!" Grandpa walked away in a hurry, it seemed that he had just rushed back from a busy day outside.

    "Okay! Come right away!" I quickly brought the necessary tools - Huangshan bamboo stick, a glove, and a bamboo piece. These are all my tools.

    Grandpa went out quickly, and I quickly followed behind, and asked as he walked, "Grandpa, how do you know there are eels there?"

    "Your grandma and I were planting beans there, and found a hole in the edge of the field, and a lot of foam came out of the hole, it should be the eel hole!"

    After listening to grandpa's description, I was also very excited. It is almost certain that the eel did not run away.

    "Ren Tao is here!" As soon as he arrived at Nianxintou, he heard grandma's greeting on the ridge of the field.

    The bean sprouts are now about ten centimeters high, and they are growing very well. Grandma is squatting among them, escorting the bean sprouts.

    "Grandma, you are planting beans. Grandpa said there are rice field eels here, so he called me to take a look." I put down the rice field eels and other tools.

    "Look, it's here." Grandpa passed me, took two steps forward, and pointed to a corner of the field.

    I leaned over to observe it, and sure enough, there were many bubbles in the clear water as big as a fist.

    The yellow and white bubbles are obviously spit out by the eel's breath.

    Gently poke away the foam on the water surface, a small hole two fingers wide appears in front of you under the water surface.

    Judging from the caliber of the hole, the eel should be as thick as a thumb.  In fact, I was not in a hurry to start digging eels, because according to normal phenomena, eels usually have two to three holes.

    This guy is smarter than people imagined!  At least one or two escape holes will be left for yourself.

    When you dig here, he will slip away quietly along the other hole.

    So you have to find out all the other holes before you can do it.

    I stood up and searched around, especially around the seedlings and clods of soil.

    The clear water source and the yellow soil all indicate that there are no eel holes nearby.

    It shouldn't be!  Could it be that there is only one hole?  I don't believe it!  Have to look again!

    After making up my mind, I continued to search.

    Finally, at a place about two meters away from the hole, it seems unusual to find a leaf the size of half a palm near the edge of the field ridge.

    Removing the leaf inserted into the soil revealed a small hole in the shadow at the base of the leaf.

    You little thing, I finally found you!  Now it's time to start working!

    After roughly calculating the distance and reconfirming that there are no other eel holes, I took out the bamboo slices and gloves and put them between the two holes.

    Put the rice field eel slantingly on the ridge of the field, with the opening facing the inside of the field, so that when you catch the rice field eel later, it is easy to throw it in.  Then I went down to the field, opened my arms, and opened my arms so that my left and right hands could reach the two eel holes.

    Put the index finger and middle finger together, stretch into the eel hole, and slowly follow the trajectory in the hole to close your arms.

    The rice field eel hole went down at a certain angle at an angle, and the further you went to the middle, the deeper the entire hole went down into the ground.

    When there were about 40 centimeters left, the soil became thicker and became immobile, so I had to stop.

    We have to think of a way!  Otherwise, if this continues, you will definitely not be able to touch the rice field eel.  I observed it and decided to dig it with bamboo slices.

    Fortunately, the water is not particularly deep, otherwise it would not be easy to handle!

    The eel inside has not moved yet, I wonder if it is still inside?

    For the eel hole on the left, I first built a circle around the hole with thin mud.  Separate the water inside and outside the hole.

    Then he pulled out and attacked another eel hole!  I inserted the bamboo piece and lifted it hard, then I quickly moved the raised soil away, and continued to move forward. After repeated operations several times, the eel hole was shortened from 40 cm to about 30 cm.

    It seems that I have been able to touch the head of the eel!

    I want to prevent the eel from jumping over the wall in a hurry!  i quicklyPicking up the gloves, he reached in with his hands, ready to drag the eel out.

    Put your left hand against the hole on the left to prevent it from escaping, put your right hand in with a glove, and start to drag it forcefully.

    It's a pity that the opening of the hole is too small, and I can only stick my index finger and thumb in. I fiddled with it, and just touched the head of the eel, and the thing actually retracted.

    As soon as it retracted, it was out of my clutches.

    Do you think I can't handle you like this?

    What is our left hand for?  When the eel shrinks, his left hand can touch its tail.

    I pinched his tail, and as soon as he escaped, his head came forward and bumped right into my palm.  But because the hole is too small, it's not easy to use force, so I can only use the index finger and thumb to pinch its head.

    My fingertips can already touch the head of the eel, "Should it be coming out?" I thought to myself.

    Suddenly there was a sharp pain!  The rice field eel was actually pushed by me, and it opened its mouth and bit my index finger.  I go!  so ruthless?

    It hurts me to death!  The excruciating pain spread all over the body along the fingertips.

    I quickly pulled out my fingers, took off my gloves, and washed the mud off my hands.

    It was only then that I discovered that there were two broken skins on the tip of my index finger, "This eel is too vicious!"

    "Ren Tao, what's wrong with you?" Grandpa heard my shout and stared at me.

    "The eel bites! My fingers are bleeding from the bite!" I resisted the severe pain in my fingers, put on my gloves and continued digging the eel!

    This is all wounded, I must dig you out!

    I didn't give up easily, since you bit me, I will definitely get back my place!

    Stretched his fingers again, and it turned out that this guy was really rude, he was addicted to biting!

    Just put my finger in it, and it bit my fingertip again!

    I didn't do anything, endured the severe pain, pinched his head with my thumb, and pulled the eel out of it with a bang.

    Two or two heavy eels, with mud and water droplets, were pulled from the water to a height of more than one meter in the air by me.

    "Crackling", I threw the eel directly to the ground, it was struggling on it, trying to escape.

    It's up to you now!  After catching the eel and throwing it into the eel bag, I realized that my fingers were still bleeding!

    "Grandpa, look! I got it!"

    Put on the rice field eel and show it to grandpa.

    The eel, which is as thick as a thumb, kept struggling and seemed to want to escape.

    "My hands are bleeding from biting!" I said while cleaning up the scene.

    "You go to Ermuer to have a look. When I passed by there yesterday, I seemed to see a place with bubbles there. It's at the gap beside the small ditch. You should go through here!" Grandpa  Give me another message.

    So I carried the rice field eel, and before I could feel the bitten finger that was still bleeding, I went to the next place.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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