Qin Huairu looked at her son Banggan who was eating Bangzi noodles and porridge next to her, and was instantly shaken: "I'll find a chance to ask some other time!"

In the west wing room next door, at the home of the first uncle Yi Zhonghai, the old couple were also chatting about this topic.

"Is that boy Wang Zhong really responsible for this?" the eldest mother asked with a look of disbelief.

Yi Zhonghai said: "Besides Wang Zhong, there is no one else who has Zhuzi's temper and bad mouth. There are not many people in our courtyard who are close friends with him, let alone in the factory. If it weren't for his good craftsmanship, he would have been put in the shoes of others."

Already."

"Then how are you sure it's Wang Zhong'en from the front yard?" asked the aunt.

Yi Zhonghai said: "You haven't seen Zhuzi inviting him to drink in the past two days. They didn't have any friendship before. If it wasn't for the rain work, why would Zhuzi invite him to drink for no reason?"

"It's true what you said." Aunta nodded with deep approval: "But can Wang Zhong have such ability?"

In fact, Yi Zhonghai couldn't believe it. Wang Zhong was just a technician, and he hadn't become a regular employee yet. How could he have such a big reputation in the factory?

The same topic was discussed at the homes of the second uncle Liu Haizhong and the third uncle Yan Fugui at the same time.

Although everyone has different opinions, there is one thing everyone agrees on, and that is to have a good relationship with Wang Zhong, at least not to offend him.

The weather is getting worse, and every household has begun to store cabbages and radishes for winter. Wang Zhong is the only one in the family, and he usually has to go to work, so he can only queue up on the street to buy Chinese cabbage for winter storage on Sundays.

The Northeast also has the custom of winter storage, and the time is earlier than that in Peiping. For Wang Zhong, he has long been used to it.

It was a rare break and there was plenty of time. Wang Zhong was not in a hurry to eat. Thinking that he had not eaten fried noodles for a long time, he simply scooped out a tea jar of flour from the big vat, took out a small piece of pork belly from the space, and sent it from Shazhu

Among the specialties that came here were dried fungus and dried yellow flowers.

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"Who is so extravagant that they fry meat so early in the morning?"

The third uncle Yan Fugui came out of the house after smelling the smell. The third aunt winked at the east wing opposite. Yan Fugui said in surprise: "Wang Zhong in the opposite room?"

"Who else could it be but him!" The third aunt said sourly, with undisguised envy on her face.

Yan Fugui shook his head and said with emotion: "You are a young man after all, you don't know how to live!"

"No!" the third aunt agreed.

"Mom, what should we have for breakfast?" Yan Jiecheng came over excitedly, but when he saw the food on the stove, his expression changed.

"Mom, isn't it our fried pork?"

"Stir-fried meat?" The third aunt rolled her eyes at him: "Where did the meat come from? Cut it from your mother and me?"

"Look what you said!" Yan Jiecheng said hurriedly: "Why don't I just ask!"

As he spoke, he muttered: "What kind of bastard is so unethical that he makes meat to eat so early in the morning!"

"Who else could it be? Wang Zhong in the room opposite!" The third aunt also felt quite resentful in her heart.

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A big bowl of steaming noodles with soybean paste, followed by a bowl of hot soup for cooking noodles, makes you feel refreshed and satisfied.

In the yard, Wang Zhong was washing the dishes, and the third aunt in the opposite room was also washing the dishes at the faucet: "Third aunt, you are washing the dishes! Is the third uncle here?"

"It's in the house!" said the third aunt, "Do you have anything to do with your third uncle?"

Wang Zhongdao: "Isn't this a rare break? I'm thinking of inviting the third uncle to go fishing together!"

As soon as Wang Zhong finished speaking, the curtain of the room opposite was lifted, and Yan Fugui came out of the room and said with a smile: "You can also fish?"

"You may not think I'm old, but I've been fishing for at least ten years!" Wang Zhong joked.

"That's good, let us have a good competition today!" Yan Fugui suddenly became interested.

Wang Zhong said: "If you have nothing else to do, I'll finish washing the dishes and tidy up, and then we'll set off?"

"Hurry up, I'm afraid you won't get a seat if you get there late."

It's still early now, I just had breakfast and it's only around seven o'clock.

"become!"

Wang Zhong washed the dishes and simply tidied them up. He carried the fishing rod and pushed the bicycle, and then left the city with the third uncle. There were already many fishermen busy by the river, some of whom came early.

, there were a lot of fish in the bucket.

In the morning, it was the time when the fish opened their mouths. They each found a position, set a line and hung bait, and started fishing separately.

Wang Zhong is not addicted to fishing, he just uses it to pass the time in his spare time, but after many years, his skills are not bad, and the system panel shows that he has reached level four.

Before starting fishing, Wang Zhong also deliberately sprinkled a handful of crushed corn soaked in wine to make a nest. Not long after the pole was swung down, the float made of foam was pulled down with a swish.

Wang Zhong picked up the fishing rod, and the three-meter-long fishing rod was instantly pulled to full length.

The fish was not that big. Wang Zhong slipped away for half a minute before pulling the fish ashore. It was a crucian carp of about three to four ounces. Among wild crucian carp, this head is not too small. After all, crucian carp is famous for its growth speed.

's slow.

He hung the bait again and swung the rod. In less than an hour, Wang Zhong had more than a dozen fish of different sizes in his bucket. Most of them were crucian carp. The largest one could weigh seven or eight liang.

Watching Wang Zhong pull it up one by one, the people around him couldn't help but feel jealous. Several familiar people had already come over to chat, trying to find out some secret recipe from Wang Zhong's mouth.

Wang Zhong didn't hide it, and sprinkled two more handfuls of nest material in front of everyone.

Two hours later, the float was completely black again. Wang Zhong suddenly pulled up the fishing rod, and his bow instantly bent into a full moon.

The big fish is coming!

Wang Zhong's eyes lit up instantly. He carefully pulled the fishing rod with one hand and competed with the big fish in the water. The other hand bent down and quietly touched a few pebbles, secretly lucking out his energy.

It was thrown out like a concealed weapon.

A few minutes later, a big fish emerged from the water.

It's grass carp.

Wang Zhong had quick eyes and quick hands. As soon as he lowered the net, the big grass carp, which was only half-full in the net bag, was pulled ashore.

Good guy, it weighs at least seven or eight kilograms. Just this one can catch up with the harvest in the previous two hours.

As soon as this fish was pulled up, it was immediately greeted by the surrounding fishing friends. It was not that there were no big fish in the river, but only a handful of them were caught.

“What a big grass carp!”

"It weighs seven or eight pounds at least!"

"Probably more than that!"

The fishing friends who were watching around were talking a lot, and the third uncle Yan Fugui’s eyes were straight.

Seeing Wang Zhong start to collect his pole, Yan Fugui hurriedly ran over and asked, "Xiao Wang, are you planning to go back?"

"It's enough to catch this much, don't be too greedy!" Wang Chong said with a smile.

Yan Fugui rolled his eyes, squeezed out a smile and said, "Little Wang, the Third Master wants to discuss something with you!"

Why couldn't Wang Zhong see Yan Fugui's plan? They both live across the street from each other, so he didn't bother to care about it: "Third uncle, I'm going back anyway. If you want to come over, just move everything here!"

"Yes!" Yan Fugui immediately burst into laughter: "The Third Master accepts your love!"

The little old man rushed back and brought all his belongings over.

Wang Zhong took a quick look and saw that there was a lot of harvest in the bucket. It looked like one or two kilograms, but they were not big. They were all small crucian carp, white stripes and other small fish.
Chapter completed!