Chapter 296 A successful mother

There is a river in front of Qili Village, and there is still a river with fish, so every household has a lot of fishing nets. Even the poorest people will have fish baskets without fishing nets.

With so many children in the Old Zhou family, how could there be no fishing nets?

Man Bao got the method, and ran home to rummage for fishing nets.

Of course, the big head and the others have to join in the fun together, and they can't pick wheat if they rummage. As for their parents, the land is so far away, they don't want to go over there to find work.

So a group of children divided the labor and cooperated, one group followed Man Bao back to find the fishing net, and the other group went to find the tall straight wooden stick.

Man Bao just dragged out the fishing net, when he saw Bai Shanbao standing by and looking at her with an unhappy expression on his face.

Man Bao reacted in hindsight, "Hey, is it time?"

They made an appointment to do homework together.

Bai Shanbao couldn't help spraying her, "It's almost noon now, and it's still time? Don't you even look at the sun?"

Man Bao said without raising his head: "The sun is so dazzling, who would look up at the sun, anyway, it's always so hot."

But it's her fault for being late. Oh, no, it's not late, it's a missed appointment, so Man Bao coughed a little embarrassedly and apologized to him, "Don't be angry, I won't be late tomorrow."

"It's still tomorrow, so you're not going to do your homework today?"

Man Bao hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to catch the bird first."

Bai Shanbao tilted his head and asked with interest, "Catch birds?"

"Yeah, those birds in the field, there are many of them."

Bai Shanbao looked at the fishing net and asked hesitantly, "Isn't the fishing net used to catch fish?"

A quarter of an hour later, a group of children gathered together under the small tree, put the fishing net on the stick with great effort, and was about to move forward when the net fell off the stick with a snap.

Crowd: ...

Qian Shi looked at it, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he didn't care about them, he only warned: "Don't break the fishing net, or wait for your parents to come back and beat you."

Man Bao: "Mother, you are my mother."

Qian shi glanced at them.

Datou and the others wiped the sweat from their foreheads and felt that grandma was biased, but they still guaranteed that it would not be damaged.

Although Manbao has already explained it, Bai Shanbao is still very skeptical, "Can you really catch birds in this way?"

Man Bao is full of confidence, "It should be possible, even Zhou Hu can do it, then we should be able to do it too."

Datou and Da Ya re-tie the fishing net, and then everyone moved the fishing net to the front with a stick full of confidence. Then, in order not to frighten the birds, except for the most powerful Da Tou and Da Ya, everyone else retreated to the back.

Datou and Da Ya struggled to support the stick, and after a while, the bird fell to the ground and slowly walked towards it...

The bird just walked under the net, and the big head immediately dropped the stick. When Da Ya saw it, she quickly let go of the stick. The net fell down with a squeak. The bird flew out, and a stick hit a bird, and it fell to the ground, but before they could catch it, it jumped up again and flew off above their heads.

There was nothing under the fishing net.

Crowd: ...

Man Bao rolled up his sleeves ambitiously and said, "Let's do it again."

Everyone picked up the fishing net and rearranged it.

At this time, Lao Zhoutou had made two trips back and forth. He put down the bamboo basket, sat under the small tree and rested for a while, while watching their operation, he couldn't help but turn his head and say to Qian Shi, "I remember that Xiao Er used to be Did you catch a bird this way?"

Qian said with an "um", "I learned from Zhou Hu's father. He has been able to play with Zhou Hu since he was a child, and he has learned a lot from Zhou Hu's father's side."

Old Zhou Tou looked at Man Bao who was busy running around not far away and asked, "Why is Man Bao suddenly interested in this matter?"

Qian Shi also looked at Man Bao and said indifferently: "I've grown up, I remember he liked these things at this age before, the tree climbed so fast, the boss could only pick up wheat ears after our buttocks. He can already climb trees and dig bird nests and catch frogs in the ground."

If they hadn't strictly forbid the child to be near the water, he would probably still be able to fish.

Thursul Lang also came back just like he went to Half-Life. He glanced enviously at the big head and the second head in the group of children, and thought regretfully, the children are really good, I used to think that they have grown up well, and I look forward to it all day long. Growing up, but now it seems that growing up means working.

So it's better to be a child, just eat, drink and have fun, and don't worry about anything.

Thursul Lang sighed and squatted beside his father, also turning his head to watch a group of children fooling around.

Old Zhoutou didn't feel it when he was resting, but when he saw the fourth squatting here with him, he was immediately unhappy, so he patted his butt and got up, kicked him, and said, "Why don't you just hurry up and go? Load the wheat, your wife is almost ready for lunch, do you still want to eat lunch?"

Thursul Lang stayed for a while, then stood up slowly to pack wheat.

Old Zhoutou sat back again and waved at him from a distance, "Put mine on too."

Thurs Lang paused for a while, and was about to step forward to put Dad's bamboo basket. Who knew that Old Zhou Tou glanced at him and said, "Fill yours first, and then put mine."

Shirou's face was so bitter that it almost dripped with juice.

When Wuwu Lang and Saturday Lang came back, they happened to see him pretending to be wheat with a depressed face, and they didn't care too much. ?"

"It's strange if you can catch it," said Thursday Lang, "this method is useless to anyone other than Zhou Hu."

Zhou Hu didn't hide it. Most of the people in the village knew how he caught birds, and many young people had learned it, but they didn't catch it.

Moreover, although the birds look delicious, they don't have much meat. Who wants to spend so much time catching them?

With this skill, it is not as good as going to the next river to catch fish. How can a fish be bigger than a bird?

If Man Bao failed a few times in order to eat meat, she probably would not have the patience to persevere, but she was for points, so although she failed four or five times in a row, she did not give up and was still ambitious to continue.

It's just that the old Zhoutou and the Qian family did not allow them to continue, and Zhou Dalang and the others had already finished cutting the wheat in the field and came back, so they also came to pick the wheat.

Zhou Dalang couldn't pick them, so he helped put the wheat in the bamboo baskets. With their participation, the speed was much faster. After a while, the wheat piles were all picked, and all the wheat ears left on the grass were picked up.

So the old Zhoutou and the Qian family threw a group of children home and said, "It's time for lunch, the sun is so big, don't let it dry outside, what if you have a heat stroke?"

Man Bao and the others could only reluctantly follow back.

Mr. Qian said to Mrs. Qian: "Bring the chickens at home and eat all the grains of wheat left in the fields."

Xiao Qian responded and went home to catch the chickens.

Man Bao \u0026 Bai Shanbao:  …

The two looked at each other, gave up completely, and followed home with their heads drooping.