Fishing may seem simple, but it is actually a sport that requires great skill.
And patience is also essential.
The fishing line was finally untied, but after working for two hours and under the observation of two juniors, Fang Weiguo failed to catch anything, not even a small dried fish.
This made his old face somewhat uneasy.
"There should be no fish in the river now."
He shook his head and made excuses for himself seriously.
But the two juniors are no longer the ignorant kids they used to be.
“Uncle Fang, what are you fishing for?”
Jiang Chen looked across the moat.
There was also a fisherman over there. Although he came a little late, he might have been lucky. He hit the rod one after another, and just at this moment, he caught another fish.
Fang Weiguo, who also saw the fruitful results on the other side, was greatly embarrassed.
“It’s okay dad, the water quality here is not good anyway, and you can’t eat it even if you catch it.”
Fang Qing is such a considerate girl.
Fang Weiguo found the steps and immediately borrowed the donkey to get off the slope, "That's right, who dares to eat the fish from Ma River."
Ma River.
It is this moat that surrounds the city, which is what the locals call it.
The Mah River used to have such a stinky smell that Jiang Chen even witnessed the police fish out bodies from the river when he was a child.
Of course.
In order to develop the tourism industry, the water quality of the Ma River has already undergone expensive cleaning, and it is not the same as before. However, Jiang Chen did not make trouble again and helped to clean up the fishing gear.
“Let’s go buy groceries. The whole fish will be said to be caught later. Do you understand?”
"Uncle Fang, one line shouldn't be enough, just a few more lines."
Jiang Chen looked serious.
"Then just make two. If you eat more, you can't finish it."
It doesn't matter whether you finish it or not. I guess Fang Weiguo feels that two is in line with his standards and he won't be able to finish it. My wife is suspicious.
"Why are you back?"
Re-entering the city cave and on the way to the vegetable market, Fang Qing trailed behind her father and asked the guy next to her softly.
Jiang Chen carried the fishing rod on his back, "Can't I come back?"
Jiangcheng is only an hour and a half by train from Shacheng.
“How was the result of the application?”
He asked with a smile.
"I guess it's old."
"The Shacheng Temple is small and can't accommodate a giant Buddha like you."
It's not that I'm looking down on my hometown, but the reality is reality.
Shacheng has limited development prospects, lacks competitiveness, and cannot retain high-level talents.
“Why did you stay in Jiangcheng for so long.”
Although Fang Qing did not receive the notification, Fang Qing certainly knew that the other party must be from Jiangcheng.
"I bought a piece of land."
Fang Qing turned around, "What? Are you planning to get into real estate? Now is probably not a good time."
Jiang Chen smiled, "The dividend period for real estate has passed. Build a hospital."
Fang Qing seemed to be unfazed and looked ahead, "Private hospital?"
"Well, partner up with others."
"Hurry up."
In front of the road, Fang Weiguo stopped and turned around to urge.
The wet market has also changed.
It is no longer as messy as in the memory. The various stalls are divided into categories, orderly, open and tidy.
Bought some vegetables, beef, and two fish, and the three of them went home.
"There are such big fish in the Ma River? This one is at least five or six pounds, right?
Pan Hui was surprised.
"Such a big river, such a small amount of fish If you can't raise them, they are rare and strange. ”
Fang Weiguo looked like he had nothing to care about.
"Okay, the sword is not old yet."
Pan Hui praised.
The two juniors were silent.
“You guys sit down.”
The couple carried the dishes into the kitchen.
Jiang Chen sat down on the wooden sofa, seemingly more casually than at his own home.
“Would you like some water?”
Fang Qing walked towards the refrigerator.
"Is there any soda?"
"No, there is Coke."
"Forget Coke, it's not good for your health."
It seems that rich people pay more attention to health care. But they are only in their twenties. Isn't it a bit too early?
In the end, Fang Qing still took a bottle of Coke.
Jiang Chen smiled hoarsely, then reached out to take it, opened it, took a sip, and exhaled.
"How much longer do you plan to rest?"
"Do you still have the energy to worry about me?" "You took such good care of me back then. I am a grateful person."
Jiang Chen joked frivolously, and then chatted, "This time I met my former high school classmates in Shacheng, and I feel that everyone seems to have changed."
"There should be no one who has changed more than you. It should be bigger."
Fang Qing said softly.
Jiang Chen turned his head and said, "You're not bad either. At that time, you asked Fu Zili to block Chi Jin. Now, he has become a legal pioneer."
Fang Qing probably didn't forget this either, and smiled. , "It's useless to tell the teacher the key point."
"It's a pity that Shacheng Middle School has moved now, otherwise I really want to go back and take a look again."
Jiang Chen was a little regretful, and then, like I thought of something, holding a Coke in one hand and reaching into my pocket with the other.
Soon.
A hairpin appeared in front of Fang Qing.
“Take it.”
Jiang Chen gestured.
Fang Qing looked puzzled, "What are you doing?"
"Your birthday is coming soon, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come back then, so I'll just send it off in advance."
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"..."
Fang Qing was silent.
Her birthday is indeed nearby, next week.
Just giving a hairpin as a birthday gift?
Even ordinary people are too shabby.
The color is quite nice, moon white.
“I bought it at a night stall in Jiangcheng, it was on sale for five yuan each.”
Jiang Chen explained.
Bought at a night stall.
Should I say that I am sincere or stingy?
It seems better not to explain.
“I don’t need hairpins now.”
Fang Qing did not pick it up immediately.
She is quite polite.
If other girls saw such a cheap gift, they would most likely get Hong Wen and throw it out easily.
Jiang Chen looked at her long, smooth shawl hair and said, "It's good to change your hairstyle occasionally."
He shook the hairpin.
Perhaps because of her high quality, Fang Qing finally raised her hand to accept the early birthday gift.
"I'm going to see if Uncle Fang and the others need help."
I'm afraid Jiang Chen, who wouldn't be here now if he didn't want to hand-deliver this hairpin, put down his coke and stood up. Expect the other person to say thank you.
Fang Qing seemed to have no such intention. She slowly stroked the extremely cheap hairpin with her fingers, thinking of the call she received from Donghai a few days ago.
After dinner at Fang's house, it was already dark. After walking a few steps, he returned to the door of his house. When Jiang Chen opened the door, he heard the beep on his cell phone.
Enter the house, close the door, and take out your mobile phone.
Seeing the video sent by Bai Haoran, Jiang Chen wondered if he was hallucinating, or perhaps drinking too much.
"Young Master Jiang, she asked me to pass this thing over to you."
There is also a photo.
It was a cherry blossom specimen.
Jiang Chen watched the video carefully several times and then forwarded the video to Luo Peng.
After a while.
Mr. Luo’s phone number came quickly.
"That's Bian Zaide?!"
"Well, does the woman next to you look familiar to you?"
Looks familiar.
Of course it looks familiar!
Even though Mr. Luo has come out of the waterloo he encountered at Luo Li'er's place, there is always one person that he will never forget.
"Why do I feel that this woman looks a bit like... Teacher Xiangda?"
That's right.
Luo Peng's feelings were the same as his first reaction.
This woman who had sex with Bian Zaide at the Haojiang Casino does look a lot like the foreign teacher from Dongda University who sadly returned to China, Xiang Tianxun!
"Jiang Chen, where did you make the video? Is this in a casino? It's impossible for Mr. Xiangtian to know Bian Zaide, right? He probably just looks more similar..."
Luo Peng speaks like a string of words.
Indeed.
Follow the logic.
How can a foreign teacher who was expelled from a university be related to a capital tycoon who is in countless classes?
But.
Why does the other party know me?
Jiang Sang.
Jiang Chenjun.
With different names ringing in his ears, Jiang Chen suddenly thought of another woman inexplicably,
a woman wearing a mask that he had only seen in videos.
(End of this chapter)