The next morning, long Jianhua opened his eyes and felt the tide on his face. He reached out and touched it. There was a layer of water on his face; After touching it again, the quilt and bed sheets are also damp; Looking up, the rain is still coming from the board, and it''s still raining outside.

    The hut was broken by the autumn wind.

    When the door was opened, the broken stones on the roof exposed the ground, and the rain flowed from west to East.

    "Proverbs are proverbs, very accurate... Don''t work today."

    After watching the rain for a while, he turned and put yesterday''s wet clothes into the iron bucket, put on a hat, put on a coir raincoat, took toothpaste and toothbrush to wash.

    The water in the ditch is a little muddy, but you can still see every grain of sand at the bottom of the ditch.

    Squatting to wash his teeth and brush, he saw a loach swimming from the downstream. He was puzzled, "how can there be a loach in this ditch?"

    At the beginning of brushing my teeth, I saw another loach going upstream, and then another one coming upstream.

    He brushed his teeth and walked down the ditch. All the way, he saw a loach swimming backwards in the ditch. When he reached the end of the ditch, his mouth couldn''t close, and the toothbrush in his right hand was still in his mouth. He didn''t know to take it out.

    The end of the ditch is more than a foot higher than the first hilly field, and there is a small slope in the middle. On this small slope, many loaches are trying to climb against the running water and try to enter the ditch; Some are washed down by running water, and some continue to go up.

    In the water receiving area of the field, there are many loaches.

    In the face of the sudden emergence of human beings, those loaches are not like "swish" to escape at night some time ago, but simply ignore his existence and try to rush to the current and fight against the upstream.

    He took out his toothbrush, turned his head, spit out a mouthful of white foam, and quickly walked to the second hill. The situation was the same. The slope between the second hill and the first hill is at least one meter and five meters high, but there are loaches climbing on the slope, and the highest one is below the water outlet of the first hill; At the water inlet of the second hill, loach is also dense.

    Some dense phobias forced him to restrain his discomfort and roared, "this is also meat!"

    He turned and ran away, lying down in the ditch, rinsed his mouth, took toothpaste and toothbrush and ran home; When it appears again, a dustpan in the left hand and a basket in the right hand.

    Run to the first mound, put down the basket, carefully immerse the dustpan in the water, and slowly pull it to the water inlet. Some loaches swim to the tail of the dustpan after immersion in the dustpan, and most of them continue to move upstream of the slope.

    When the dustpan was leaning against the slope, he quickly cocked up the mouth of the dustpan and quickly lifted it up. Dozens of loaches of different sizes bounced in the dustpan, and several large ones jumped out of the edge of the dustpan in an instant, and disappeared after returning to the field.

    After pouring the loach into the basket, it was found that dozens of loaches were still struggling upstream at the water inlet; After another dustpan, more than 20 were picked up, but most of the others had escaped. He immediately picked up the basket and went to the second hill field.

    With so many fields, we can''t stick to such a dozen.

    The more you go down, the more fields there are, the more loaches there are, and the more loaches there are; When he got to Liuqiu field, he picked up a big guy with a body half an inch thick. He was still bouncing in the basket and almost jumped out of the basket several times.

    "Jump out if you can. Carp jump over the dragon''s gate. What are you loaches doing? If you want to jump the dragon''s gate, you must be prepared to die; Being caught by me today means that you have failed to jump the dragon''s gate and can only die. "

    In fact, the success rate of entering the upper hill field from the lower hill field is very low, and most of them are washed down by the water. Only those with relatively slow slope and less rapid flow at the water outlet have a higher success rate.

    Slowly, more and more loaches and baskets were caught. When they reached two-thirds of the terrace, loaches in baskets jumped out.

    "Being able to jump out means that pretending is useless. Go home!" Lifting the basket with both hands, he said to himself, "at least 60 kilograms, enough."

    Tie the dustpan to the basket, grab the edge of the basket with both hands, and put it on your shoulder at once.

    When he got home, he was depressed.

    Now there is only one basket at home, which is his tool for work and can''t be occupied; There are only two large and small baskets, one basket and one iron bucket. How can we hold so much.

    He took off his hat and coir raincoat. He went back to the ditch again, took off his clothes and took a bath. Just now when he was carrying the basket home, he untied the coir raincoat. The mucus of loach oozed from the basket and wet half of his body. He felt sticky and uncomfortable.

    Put on your clothes, and after a while, he purred, "then make it into a dry loach!" Then he put on his hat, turned and went out of the house.

    He went to several members'' houses, bought or borrowed six large baskets and plates, asked how to make dry loach, went home, picked up a firewood knife and cut six water bamboo.

    When borrowing the baskets and plates, several housewives were preparing to go on the street. They heard that he wanted to make dry loach. They not only told him the method of making dry loach, but also told him how to make fried loach.

    He just listened to the fried loach. Although the loach fried in oil is more delicious, it is very short of oil and can''t tolerate him to do that.

    When cooking, he piled up the baskets and plates, and then cut off six water bamboo, six feet long and four feet short; Also cut out several bamboo sticks of different sizes for standby.

    After breakfast, he began to make loach. He never dreamed that it would be so difficult to do this job.

    After putting the loach into the pot, cover the pot cover and make a fire in the stove. When there is no beating sound of the loach in the pot, retreat the stove fire, then grab one, cut open the belly of the loach with a bamboo stick, pick out the internal organs and pull it out. Loach bile must be removed, otherwise it tastes bitter.

    It seems that the process is very simple, but the loach that has just suffocated is slippery and difficult to grasp. Another important point is that there are too many loaches to count; He would have given up such complicated repetitive work if he had not had a firm belief - for the sake of protein.

    And the smell in the house is too strong. With more and more loaches in the basket, the fishy smell fills the house. Although the wind outside is as strong as the wind inside, it can take away a large part of the fishy smell, but it is still full of fishy smell. Every time I go out and come back, I feel fishy and don''t want to go in.

    Every time I was controlled by a voice: This is a protein, I must get it!

    When a basket was full, he picked up several bamboo sticks and put another basket on it. Then he went out to exercise and washed his clothes during this time.

    The six big baskets and plates from the back were all full, and their big one and small two baskets and plates were full. There was still a bottom in the basket. After hesitating for a while, they said to themselves, "forget it, there''s nothing to dry anyway, so stay and fry."

    After putting the loach into the basket containing eels, he cleaned the basket and pot in the ditch, then sat on the threshold wearing a hat and looked blankly out into the dark sky through the woods.

    I don''t know how long it took, the rain stopped, the wind stopped, the dark clouds dispersed slowly, and the sun came out. At this time, the sun has tilted to the west, and the warm golden light is transmitted to the roof from the gap in the woods behind the house.

    If long Jianhua woke up from his dream, he quickly took off his hat, hung the quilt and bed sheet on the clothes pole in front of the house, picked up all the ground silkworm grass blown to the South Forest by the wind, closed the bamboo branches, bamboo tails and shrubs, and finally piled the thorn canopy under the back slope of the house.

    What is this suffering? The sun is always after the wind and rain

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