I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Fishing may seem simple, but it is actually a sport that requires great skill.

And patience is essential.

The fishing line was finally untied, but after working for two hours and under the observation of the two juniors, Fang Weiguo failed to catch 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.

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 later, 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 fish it and eat it."

Fang Qing is such a considerate girl.

Fang Weiguo found the steps and immediately used the slope to get off the donkey, "You're right, who dares to eat the fish from the Mahe River?"

Horse River.

It's this moat that surrounds the city, as the locals call it.

The Mah River once had 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 been cleaned up at a high cost, and it is not the same as before. However, Jiang Chen did not make trouble anymore and helped 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. Please make a few more."

Jiang Chen looked serious.

"Then just make two. If you take more, you won't be able to finish them all."

It doesn't matter whether he finished eating or not. Fang Weiguo probably felt that two items were in line with his standards and his wife would not be suspicious.

"Why did you come back?"

After 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 application result?"

he asked with a smile.

"It's probably yellow."

"Shacheng Temple is too small to accommodate a giant Buddha like yours."

It’s not that I’m looking down on my hometown, but reality is reality.

Shacheng has limited development prospects, lacks competitiveness, and cannot retain high-level talents.

"Why have you stayed in Jiangcheng for so long?"

Although she 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 her head, "What? Are you planning to get into real estate? Now is probably not a good time."

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "The dividend period for real estate has passed. Build a hospital."

Fang Qing seemed unconcerned and looked forward, "Private hospital?"

"Well, partner with someone else."

"Hurry up."

In front of the road, Fang Weiguo stopped and turned around to urge him.

The wet market has also changed.

It is no longer as dirty and messy as in the memory. The various stalls are divided into categories, orderly, open and tidy.

After buying some vegetables, beef, and two fish, the three of them went home.

"Is there such a big fish in the Ma River? This one must be at least five or six pounds, right?
Pan Hui was surprised.

"In such a big river, it's so rare to be able to raise so many fish."

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.

"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.

"drink water?"

Fang Qing walked to the refrigerator.

"Is there any soda?"

"No, there's 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 20s. 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 long do you plan to rest?"

"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. It feels like everyone has changed."

"There should be no one who has changed more than you."

Fang Qing said softly.

Jiang Chen turned his head and said, "You are not bad either. At that time, you asked Fu Zili to block Chi Jin. Now, you have become a legal pioneer."

Fang Qing probably didn't forget this, and smiled, "It's useless to tell the teacher the key."

"It's a pity that Shacheng Middle School has moved to another location. Otherwise, I really want to go back and take a look again."

Jiang Chen felt a little regretful, and then, as if he thought of something, he held a Coke in one hand and reached into his pocket with the other.

immediately.

A hairpin appeared in front of Fang Qing.

"Take it."

Jiang Chen signaled.

Fang Qing looked confused, "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 give it to you in advance."

"..."

Fang Qing was silent.

Her birthday, indeed, is 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 them at a night stall in Jiangcheng. They were 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's pretty polite.

If other girls saw such a cheap gift, they would most likely be so jealous that they would be kicked 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."

Jiang Chen, who probably wouldn't be here now if he hadn't personally given this hairpin, put down his coke and stood up, not expecting the other party to thank him at all.

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 phone.

Seeing the video sent by Bai Haoran, Jiang Chen wondered if he was hallucinating, or if he drank too much.

"Young Master Jiang, she asked me to pass this thing over to you."

There is also a photo.

It’s a specimen of cherry blossoms,
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.

"Is that Bian Zaide?!"

"Well, does the woman next to you look familiar to you?"

look 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 like 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 similar..."

Luo Peng speaks like a string of words.

indeed.

Follow the logic.

How could a foreign teacher who was expelled from a university be related to a capital tycoon with countless class differences?

but.

Why does the other party know himself?

Jiang Sang.

Mr. Jiang Chen.

With different names ringing in his ears, Jiang Chen suddenly thought of another woman inexplicably.
A woman wearing a mask that I have only seen in videos.

(End of this chapter)