CHAPTER 56: CHAPTER 50: POTTERY KILN, FISH IN THE STREAM, SOMEONE’S COMING!_2

Catching fish? He hadn’t done that in many years; it should be fun.

--Especially if it was with this person.

"Then let’s go..." Sui Yi saw that Ah A seemed interested, and since he was here, it felt necessary to show him around as a gesture of friendship, so he nodded.

Seven people, three girls, naturally the boys carried the buckets, moving mightily along the narrow field paths toward Bowl River.

As they talked along the way, he learned that the two boys were named Zhang Yang and Han Gao, while the girls were Wen Ling and Zhao Yue.

High school students were naturally playful, and in such a place, with no one to supervise, they were like wild horses unleashed, chattering nonstop in endless excitement.

Wang Pu had good grades and was honest. Those who could play with him generally also had good grades, so their behavior often carried a hint of pride, especially after testing Sui Yi’s grades, their pride seemed even stronger.

Nanxun Town was a cultural town of considerable size, and its children were mostly proud. If it weren’t for Sui Yi’s and Ah A’s distinguished appearances and fine clothing, making them not seem like "locals" easy to bully, these four wouldn’t have been so enthusiastic.

Yet, because of that house and academic performance, the four had somewhat labeled Sui Yi as poor, and their words carried a few subtle jabs.

But Sui Yi didn’t really care about these things; after all, a sense of superiority is something everyone has unless one is a magnanimous saint with a broad mind and treats everyone equally.

Ah A was a bit annoyed, but seeing Sui Yi’s indifferent attitude, he let it go.

He wasn’t used to squabbling with such children anyway.

The sky was high, the water blue, the wind swept the grass low and unveiled sheep and cattle. This scene, which should belong to the Mongolian prairie, was commonplace here in Pottery Kiln.

At the outskirts of Bowl River, the reeds were taller than a person, and the air was filled with the scent of mud and various plants, piercingly cool, uplifting one’s spirits.

And there, where the rocks bore moss and mushrooms, the path narrowed and soon gave way to a sandy riverbed that opened up suddenly; from a distance, one could hear the lively shouts and calls of many people.

And the loud gurgling of water!

"Quick! There’s one over there!"

"It’s coming down, it’s coming down!"

"Fish, there’s a fish!"

People from Nanxun generally understood the local dialect, but Ah A noticed that Sui Yi’s accent was different from others.

"Your accent is different from theirs," Ah A said, carrying a bucket to the riverbed and casually asking as he did so.

"I wasn’t originally from Nanxun," Sui Yi glanced around and saw that Wang Pu and the others had already rushed towards the creek, cheering jubilantly.

Hm? That old lady was a local from Nanxun, so why did Sui Yi say that?

Ah A felt puzzled but saw that Sui Yi had already headed towards the creek.

Hey, they really didn’t treat him like a guest!

The depths of the creek varied, but it wasn’t too deep, so there were no safety concerns. In shallower areas, the water flowed smoothly like a mirror, brightly reflecting the slick riverbed...

There were quite a few stark naked children and shirtless adult men in the creek, encircling the creek’s mouth with fishing nets. With a splash, as they splashed and struggled, occasionally someone would triumphantly hold up a plump fish, passing it to the waiting women on the side...

This was a feast.

There weren’t many people, but there was an abundance of laughter.

Zhang Yang and the others could no longer contain themselves, rolling up their sleeves and trouser legs and jumping into the creek.

"Aren’t you going?" Ah A, catching the excitement, also rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, then turned to ask Sui Yi one more time.

"I won’t go. You go on. I’ll watch the bucket for you," Sui Yi said, sitting on a big rock.

Did a bucket really need watching?

This person’s excuses were as casual as his name.

Ah A pulled at the corner of his mouth and turned to step into the creek.

But as soon as he set foot in the water, he caught a large fish!

The sudden vigor astonished the onlookers.

"Hey, where did this handsome young lad come from? He’s so capable!"

"Wow, he’s even better than my dad!"

"Heh, is he with Sui Yi?"

The locals all recognized Sui Yi; they had greeted him earlier, and they were quite curious about the boy Sui Yi had brought back with him.

"Sui Yi, come here, bring the bucket... this fish is for you," said Ah A.

Sui Yi, who was checking news on his phone, didn’t expect Ah A to catch a fish so quickly. He smiled, put away his phone, and carried the bucket over,

"Here, the fish... for you," Ah A said with a smile as he handed over the fish...

Sui Yi reached out to take it with the bucket...

But didn’t see the smile in Ah A’s eyes as he suddenly grabbed her wrist and gave a hard tug!

"Ha, come on down!"

Just as the triumphant sound left his lips, Ah A’s expression changed. He hadn’t managed to budge Sui Yi and looked up to see a pair of eyes softly smiling, clear as water, feeling his wrist being flipped and pinched before a whiplike force was applied.

"It’s your turn to go in..."

Splash! Ah A fell into the water, the fish flying high...

Plop, it landed right in the held bucket.

Water droplets sprayed everywhere!

The crowd erupted in laughter.

Ah A stood up from the water, drenched, looking at Sui Yi with surprise and doubt. "Have you trained?" he asked.

Sui Yi gave him a faint look, "No,"

No? His answer remained nonchalant.

Ah A felt a slight sinking feeling, mixed with a bit of resignation.

Sui Yi was about to return to the riverbank when suddenly... commotion came from the reed fields across the way.

It was loud and argumentative. He glanced up and saw a group of people advancing in a great commotion.

"Who are they?"

"It looks like the village chief?"

"Why has the village chief come as well? Is he going to catch fish with us... No, wait, those people aren’t from our village," one observed.

Their dress was indeed different from the rustic villagers. Moreover, those people seemed to be carrying a lot of tools, not like ones used in the fields, but rather like...

Sui Yi’s eyes flashed with realization; these people’s dress and demeanor felt like they were part of an archaeology team.

Archaeologists in Pottery Kiln? (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote and give it a monthly pass. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)