It’s a Bit Early To Cross

"Okay, no problem."

Uncle Zhao readily agreed, and it happened that he was too busy, so he quickly spit out the cigarette **** in his mouth, and said to the old man Lian, who was almost unable to pedal, "Brother, let's change, let me move my legs and feet. "

"Hu... hu... Cheng... let's change." Even the old man was really about to lose his grip, his dry chest was panting like a bellows, and the beads of sweat on his forehead crackled down.

"Crench."

Hearing that he agreed, Chu Heng hurriedly stopped and urged the two old men while looking at the time: "It's almost ten o'clock, we have to hurry up, we won't be able to catch too much later."

"Don't worry, man, the appointment can't be delayed..."

Uncle Zhao hurriedly jumped off the seat, trotted to Old Man Lian, took the bicycle from his hand, and Old Man Lian rolled and climbed onto the back seat of Chu Heng's bicycle.

"Sit down!"

When Chu Heng saw that he had changed his position, he kicked his long legs hard, carrying the old man Lian and jumping out.

Uncle Zhao stared blankly at the two people who were walking away quickly, and hurriedly stood up and stepped on the pedals, using his own weight to speed up the journey.

He didn't feel anything in the car just now, but now that he was chasing after him, he knew how fierce this kid was!

good guy!

With this person, he can ride faster than Uncle Zhao!

If the old man didn't stand and ride a bike to chase, he wouldn't be able to chase him!

Just one after another, the two old and one young finally arrived at the Ming Tombs Reservoir before twelve o'clock.

This place is so beautiful.

The surrounding mountains stand, and the broad water surface is rippling with blue waves, reflecting the mountains, giving people the feeling of a high gorge out of a flat lake.

The junction between the foot of the mountain and the water surface forms a number of bays and ports, the scenery is quiet and pleasant, beautiful and magnificent.

There are also the imperial mausoleums dotted between the distant mountains and the waters, full of mysterious colors. Every time Chu Heng sees them, he wants to find Luoyang to shovel them over to pay homage.

Uncle Zhao, who had been chasing him all the way, stuck his tongue out and looked around at the surrounding scenery. He also felt that this place was very beautiful, but it was a good return, but it was a little old man...

I won't be killed next time!

After the three of them took a breath, they quickly took out their equipment and magic weapons, found a fishing spot they thought was a feng shui treasure, and threw the rod to start fishing.

Perhaps because of the inaccessibility, the fish in this place are particularly easy to be hooked. Within a few minutes of going down the rod, there will basically be fish bites, and most of the time it is a big fish, and you have to start at least a pound and a half.

Even the dentures that the old man laughed with Uncle Zhao almost fell out.

In the blink of an eye, he forgot about being a dog on the road.

But the excitement came and went quickly.

In the beginning, the two old men would shout happily every time they caught a fish.

But when more and more fish were caught, the two of them couldn't get excited anymore. In the end, they didn't even have any extra expressions. They just closed the rod and threw the rod, like two fishing machines with no emotion.

Their mental journey was similar to when they went to the third floor of the bathing center.

The first time I was excited and apprehensive, the second time I was expecting and critical, the third time I started to feel a little numb, and I could calmly tell my sister to press her feet first, and then she started to routinely persuade her to be good.

Time flies by as a fisherman.

Before Chu Heng and the three of them felt anything, it was already two o'clock, and it was time to return.

However, despite their short fishing time, the harvest is quite rich.

Basically, everyone has 20 to 30 fish, and all the fish together weigh more than 150 catties.

It's more than a day's worth of fishing anywhere else.

"Hurry back, otherwise I won't be able to catch up with my wife!" Chu Heng quickly stepped forward to urge the two old men to sit still reluctantly.

"Let's go then." Uncle Zhao reluctantly put away his two poles, and immediately kicked the cloth bag containing the fish with a smile on his face, turned his head and said to the old man Lian: "Brother, I have to have this. There are more than 20, how many do you have?"

"Not much, just thirty pieces, fifty or sixty pounds." Even the old man put away the pole indifferently, but his slightly narrowed eyes betrayed his excited heart.

"Heh!" Uncle Zhao, who was not pretending to be coercive, smiled embarrassingly, then turned to look at Chu Heng and asked, "Where's Director Chu?"

"I'm about the same as Director Lian, just two more than him." Chu Heng said as he lowered his head to pack his things, the proud look on his face undisguised.

"Oh!"

Uncle Zhao suddenly stopped, and honestly wiped his body and went to pack his things.

This is forced, let's go home and re-install it.

When I sell the fish and take the money home, my wife should be very happy, right?

Should you allow me to drink a cup?

Thinking of this, Uncle Zhao became happy again.

The excitement of bronchitis is just so low.

After a while, the three of them had already packed up, and after discussing it again, they decided that Chu Heng would carry the fish, and even the old man would carry Uncle Zhao.

"I'll go first, I'll go back to the grain store to get the fish."

Chu Heng didn't want to mess with the two old men. After loading the more than 100 catties of fish into the car, he ran away, leaving the two old men far behind.

"It's better to be young."

The old man Lian looked at the animals that were drifting away, and felt a sigh in his heart. He couldn't help but recall the glorious days when he had to pee three feet against the wind.

...

After Chu Heng shook off the two old men, he threw the fish into the warehouse, and then began to speed all the way.

With his amazing explosiveness and stamina, he was halfway through in less than an hour.

At this time, he was galloping along a small road, the green weeds on the side of the road were rapidly receding, and the strong wind whistled past his ears.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

Suddenly, a faint cry sounded in Chu Heng's ear!

"Um?"

Chu Heng stopped the car quickly and listened to the intermittent crying at that time.

"It sounds like a child's cry!" He frowned and put the bicycle in the warehouse, looking for the direction from which the sound came.

After a while, he came to a small stream, but the sound disappeared.

Chu Heng stared at the clear, fresh and clean stream and pondered for a while, then he continued to walk along the direction of the stream~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He already had a vague guess in his heart.

If you hear a child crying in the wilderness, then these eight are abandoned babies.

And it will most likely be a baby girl!

This kind of thing is common in this patriarchal age.

especially in rural areas.

Some people who are unable to feed their children after giving birth, or do not want to, will throw them into the water and drown, cover them with quilts, or simply throw them into the wilderness and let them fend for themselves.

Chu Heng has not heard of this kind of thing in the past few days.

Even when he was fishing once, he saw someone catch a dead baby.

Half of his body was devoured by the fish in the river, and a fisherman vomited on the spot.

Even Chu Heng's scalp felt numb, and he hadn't slept well for several days.