Fragrant Spring - 233 Uncle Jiu Fishing

When the fun got more exciting, Shaoqiang sat on Gui Qin's papaya again and stuffed his sinful thing into Gui Qin's mouth.

Guiqin was still disgusted, but Mu De was playing with her lower body to make her feel comfortable, which far outweighed the nausea in her mouth.

Ever since Pangu opened the sky and split the earth, Muwa Village has never seen such a filthy and chaotic scene. Shaoqiang can be said to have set a precedent. The simple folk customs of Muwa Village seem to be quietly changing, and these ways of having fun are revered by the world.

We have already entered here. Reform and opening up has not brought much change to Muwa Village, but these negative products have already arrived first.

As time passed by, various sounds came from the room, including Shaoqiang's ahh..., Mu De's hey..., Guiqin's vague whine..., and the creaking and creaking of the bed board.

The sexual desire of the three of them suddenly stopped at the same time, as if they had made an appointment, and they were all sweating profusely. Guiqin was too tired to get up and vomited out Shaoqiang's filth, so she just took the clothes on the side and vomited.

on top.

After that, Shaoqiang and Guiqin didn't put their clothes back on, so they slept naked until dawn. Mu De was driven away by Shao Qiang after having sex for a while. Shao Qiang's desire to watch had been satisfied, and Mu De became redundant.

.Of course Mu De is also satisfied. Dignity is worthless to him. Being comfortable is the kingly thing.

——The beautiful——divided——line——

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky turned white on Dongshan Mountain, Uncle Jiu got up. He went barefoot to the river to collect fish. Uncle Jiu set up five or six fish beams, large and small, on various sections of the river beach. He could catch a catty every day.

Small fish, sometimes if you are lucky, you can catch big fish weighing half a catty, even sand turtles and giant salamanders. There are fish to eat every day, so you don’t need to buy any meat. This is not a good thing for the elderly.

What kind of income is very important to Uncle Jiu. Uncle Nine wants to bring some fresh fish back today, make a breakfast for Jiazhen, enlighten her well, and let her find a way to slowly get back together with Youcai. Jiazhen

She had just moved in and had not prepared any stove. As a landlord and an elder, I had the obligation to take care of her for a few days first.

Uncle Jiu came to the river, and the harvest was indeed not small. The first fish beam was a mandarin fish three or four fingers wide and several small white fish. The fish beam was made of bamboo slices arranged into a large sieve and placed on a little

On the sloping river beach, a dam is built with stones to divert all the water to a large bamboo sieve. The water flows through the bamboo sieve. When fish swim for food, they cannot jump up if they fall on the sieve.

All we have to do is wait and become people's food. Now only Jiu Shugong is still using this ancient method of fishing from ten miles away and eight towns. This fishing method is a bit like waiting for the rabbit to catch the fish, and the price rises only once.

The flood has pushed the weir beams to nowhere, so no one is setting up the weir beams. If you want to eat fish and weave a piece of fish, you can get several kilograms of fish in a few hours. Some people even buy more than a dozen pairs.

AA battery, homemade electric fish machine, fishing faster and more.

When Uncle Jiu came back from collecting the fish, people in the village got up and opened the door one after another. Uncle Jiu fried the small fish until they were fragrant and left the two big fish to make fish soup in the evening. After making breakfast, Uncle Jiu came to Jiazhen's room.

In front of the window, she called out kindly: "Jia Zhen, wake up and have breakfast. You didn't eat last night. I cooked some fish this morning. Come and try it."

Jiazhen stayed up almost all night, shedding tears silently all night. She spent the whole night thinking about the years she and Youcai had spent together, the ridiculous things she had done with Hou San, her son, and herself and Youcai.

Cai Jiazhen didn't feel hungry at all. When she heard Uncle Jiu's cry, she didn't want to disappoint the old man's kindness, so she agreed, "Well, I'll get up right away." Only then did she realize that her voice was hoarse.

, it turns out that when a person is sad, even if he cries in his heart, his voice will become hoarse.

Jiazhen lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She didn't take off her clothes last night. She just simply arranged her hair and came out. This home, her new home, a temporary new home, was very strange. Jiazhen couldn't even find the water tank.

Yes, I still need Uncle Ninth's guidance. When I moved things yesterday, I forgot to bring towels and toothbrushes. Jiazhen had to rinse her mouth, scrub her face with her hands, and then had breakfast with Uncle Ninth. The rice was very fragrant and the fish was

It was also very fresh, but Jiazhen was like chewing grass roots, tasteless. She didn't listen to a word of Uncle Ninth's nagging or earnest words, and just kept nodding.

After having breakfast, the sun also peeked over the mountain. Jiazhen figured it was time to go out to collect mountain goods since she was rich, so she walked towards home. It should be said that it was the original home, because they were divorced. After the divorce, Jiazhen still had

Key, she wanted to go back now to get some clothes that she had not picked up yesterday. It only took a few minutes to walk from Uncle Jiu's house to her original home, but Jia Zhenmai's steps were so difficult, it took more than ten minutes to walk.

When she met villagers on the road, Jiazhen always lowered her head and did not dare to talk to them. After a whole night, everyone in the village also knew that Jiazhen and Youcai had divorced and moved to uncle Jiu's house.

All the speculations were self-evident. Jiazhen did not say hello to the villagers, and the villagers did not dare to say hello to her. No one wanted to embarrass themselves.

After returning home, the courtyard door was unlocked. If Jiazhen wanted to be rich, she might not go to collect mountain goods today, so she went in shamelessly. After all, sooner or later these things would have to be picked up. As soon as the courtyard door was opened, there was a sound coming from the main room.

The sound of a TV show. Jiazhen saw the kitchen door closed tightly. When she walked into the main room, she saw Youcai lying on the recliner and sleeping soundly. She knew that he must not have made breakfast yet. Jiazhen usually made breakfast at home.

Youcai had not cooked for several years. Jiazhen shook her head and did not wake up Youcai. She walked down to the kitchen and saw that the pot was dark and the stove was cold. As expected, Youcai had not made breakfast. Jiazhenwan got up her clothes.

Xiu, quickly helped Youcai make breakfast. Everything here was so familiar. Jiazhen knew how much rice was left in the rice vat without even looking, and whether the matches in the matchbox were running out. But this

Everything has become the past and no longer belongs to me. Now that I am here, I am at most a guest, a special guest.

Jiazhen cooked a pot of porridge for Youcai and packed away her towels, toothbrushes, etc. She walked into the main room and shouted in a loud voice: "Hey, hey." Jiazhen really didn't know how to speak. In the past, she always called Youcai.

Cai, it feels a bit inappropriate to call me this way now, so I can only say "Hey".

Youcai slept in his son's room last night. The bedding in his room had been taken away by Jiazhen, and he was too lazy to take out the sheets and quilts. In the morning, Youcai got up early. He had no intention of collecting mountain goods, and he had no intention of doing anything.

After breakfast, he turned on the TV and lay on the recliner to watch it, and fell asleep while watching it. Now being woken up by Jiazhen, he rubbed his eyes habitually and asked, "Should we have breakfast?"
Chapter completed!