The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 601 Let Mrs. Zhang realize the difficulty
Tong Tiehu's words were harsh, and Zhang's face was a little unsightly, "Father, I am the elder of Maimai."

Can't you say something like this in private?

Do you have to say it in front of Qiao Maimai?

Originally, in front of Qiao Maimai, there was no majesty of elders.

Hearing this, Tong Tiehu sneered, "You earn your face, not someone else's."

Now I know it's shameful, it's a joke.

So Zhang's face turned even redder, and she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

Seeing this, Qiao Xiaomai quickly opened his mouth and said, "Mom, since you want to learn this, Sanlang and I will go fishing in the river."

"Move the water tank at home, and bring back three or four tanks." Mrs. Zhang said immediately after hearing the words.

Joe Mai "..."

The Tong family sells vinegar in a one-meter-high water tank, neither too big nor too small.

Get three or four cylinders back... You really dare to say that.

Tong Tiehu's face darkened when he heard the words, "Three or four tanks? Do you think those things are all staying where they are, waiting for you to scoop them up with a bucket?"

"Sanlang is good at kung fu, catching a small fish and loach is nothing to him." Mrs. Zhang said with a look of course.

With such a high level of martial arts, if he can compete head-on with Cen Hongping without losing the wind, he must have no problem catching fish.

Hearing this, Tong Tiehu said with a cold face, "You and Xingda also followed, I think it's easy for you two to catch it yourself."

Mrs. Zhang didn't make a fuss when she heard the words.

Anyway, after the family is separated, she and Tong Tiehu really need to do these things, so it's okay to learn now.

So Tong Sanlang put on the bullock cart, besides Qiao Xiaomai, Tong Tiehu, Tong Xingda and Zhang Shi, there was also a water tank on the bullock cart.

Staggering to the small river beside the soil slope, Tong Sanlang stopped the bullock cart, took off his shoes and socks, held the fishing net he and Gao Xiaoshan had woven together, and jumped into the small river with Tong Xingda.

The water in the small river was waist deep. Two people stood in it, tied the fishing nets, and then began to block the flow with stones. The river is not flowing, so a small section of the small river can be cut with stones, which is good for catching loaches and touching snails. .

If you use this as a game in your spare time, catching those slippery eels in the mud, and your legs and hands are covered with mud, that would be quite interesting.

But if it is a task to fill a water tank, even if it is Tong Sanlang, it will not be easy.

The situation of beating spores and scooping fish, and pheasant flying into the rice pot has never happened in Bailu Town, not to mention the fact that there are so many people here.

Qiao Mai squatted by the river, not intending to go down the river.

She specially told Tong Sanlang, try to behave like a normal person, don't be too fast.

It's okay to catch these things in Xiaohe once in a while, but now Mrs. Zhang wants to catch them and sell them for money. She must let Mrs. Zhang realize how difficult this process is.

Mrs. Zhang stood by the river, watching the situation in the river, couldn't help but beat a small drum in her heart.

Will she also jump down to touch the loach when the time comes...

Tossing by the small river until noon, the water tank was not full, so Tong Sanlang and Tong Xingda moved positions, tossed for a long time, and finally filled the water tank.

Tong Sanlang hadn't said anything yet, but Tong Xingda became dissatisfied, "I don't want to catch it anymore, I'll just sell pickled fish and Liangpi from now on."

If Tong Sanlang doesn't help with this task, wouldn't he be exhausted to death?

Mrs. Zhang pursed her mouth when she heard the words, but said nothing.

Well, she also thought of quitting.

After returning home, I have to divide these things into tanks. The loach can eat snails, and the score is open. I have been tossing for a whole day.

(End of this chapter)