The next day, the drizzled rain began to fall, and heavy clouds hung in the air. Although it was already noon, the sky was still very dark. As the weather forecast said, a heavy rain was brewing.

Ao Muyang prepared leather boots and shovels. Ao Qianlai picked pears and pushed them over to him. After seeing his equipment, he asked, "Yozi, what are you doing? Are you planning to resist waterlogging?"

After hearing this, Ao Muyang laughed: "What kind of waterlogging is resisting? It's just an autumn rain. I'll go to Ambergris to dig a hole and sink the fish."

They were chatting, and the taciturn Ao Jinfu came to his doorstep with a stack of bamboo baskets on his back, standing outside timidly watching the two of them.

Ao Muyang waved: "Come on, Fuzai, come in, Uncle Yang has pears here, come and eat them."

The boy glanced at the pale white pear, then shook his head, put down the bamboo basket and was about to leave.

Ao Muyang grabbed him, took out two hundred yuan and handed it to him and said, "Here, give it to your grandpa, this is the labor fee."

The boy put his hand behind him, pursed his lips and shook his head repeatedly, with a firm attitude.

Ao Muyang stuffed the money into his pocket, and he immediately took it out and threw it on the ground.

Ao Qianlai was very jealous: "Hey, you stupid boy, don't you have any brain problems if you have money?"

Ao Jinfu finally spoke: "My grandpa doesn't let me ask you, I'm going back."

After saying that, he ran away.

Ao Muyang wanted to catch him but failed. The boy was very fast, like a swimming fish, and his figure was flexible.

The general thought he was going to stop the young man, so he immediately ran away, blocking in front of him with a look of malicious intentions.

Facing the fat and strong general, Ao Jinfu was so scared that his little black face was pale. Obviously, he was afraid of dogs.

Ao Muyang quickly packed up a bag of plows, picked a one-meter-two-meter-long mackerel from the eaves, and then caught up with Ao Xiaofu and handed it to him: "Here, take it back and give it to your grandfather."

Ao Jinfu hesitated, Ao Muyang raised his face and said, "Why, your grandfather said he was not allowed to ask for my fruit? I won't give you money, take the food back. Your grandfather always coughs, steam pears for him to eat, this is used to treat cough."

After hearing this, the boy quickly glanced at him, picked up the fish and pears silently, and ran away with his head down.

When Ao Muyang returned home, he lifted the bamboo basket at the door to the cart.

These bamboo baskets are about 80 cm tall. From the outside, the cross-section looks like a number 8. Overall, they look like a gourd with a mouthful, with thick ends and slender middle.

This is a traditional fishing tool for fish, whether fish, shrimp, crab, loach, eels, or fish, they will immediately fall into the stomach of the basket.

Because the middle of the bamboo basket is slender, it is difficult for fish, shrimps and crabs that fall into it to climb out again. Even if the bamboo basket is filled with water, they cannot escape.

Pushing the cart, Ao Muyang went to Ambergris while the rain was still low.

The rain hit the lake and made a crackling sound. The rain fell and splashed countless small waves of water.

A group of geese flying south hovered in the air, forming a herringbone shape. A geese led the way in front, and a group of chasing after flying, circling continuously in the air, as if they wanted to fall to shelter from the rain.

As the sea breeze blew, Ao Muyang subconsciously tightened his clothes. It was a bit cold this day and winter was not far away.

In autumn, heavy rain will cause the water in Ambergris to rise, and this is a good time to dig a pit and trap fish.

What does it mean to dig a hole to trap fish? It means digging a hole to make a trap by the lake, putting these gourd bamboo baskets on bait and burying them in the pit. When the lake water rises and spreads through the bamboo basket, some fish, shrimps and crabs will get in.

In this way, wait until the rain stops and come to catch the fish basket.

Ao Qianlai followed suit and helped. He was big and round and strong. He waved a shovel quickly. He didn't take long to dig out several holes in a row.

There are some special things to dig pits by the lake, while Ao Muyang has a definite goal. The places where they dig pits must have signs of activity. This is not a simple job.

Although Ao Qianlai is stupid, he is a good fisherman. Since childhood, the villagers may have been learning how to make a living from the lake and the sea, and have never been indifferent.

They divided them into two groups to bury all the fish baskets. Ao Muyang spread some water plants on it, and then went home to wait.

On the way, Ao Qianlai said, "Yozi, catch the fish and get me some points?"

Ao Muyang did this job on a whim. He wanted to recall an activity in his childhood, not to gain anything.

So he said happily: "Okay, no problem."

Starting in the evening, the sea breeze increases, the rain increases, and an autumn rainfall is coming!

The new house is already available, and the furniture and appliances that Du Lei bought for him have been delivered, and the decoration is almost as good as the smell is dissipated. After all, the decoration is for one's own people, and the decoration is made of good materials, and there is no pollution.

However, Ao Muyang was used to living in an old house, so he decided to wait until it was cold before going to the new building. A few days ago, he asked Ao Fugui's family to help repair the roof, which was covered with a thick layer of kelp weed, so that he would not be afraid of wind and rain.

Seeing the rain falling on the yard outside, he sat under the eaves in a daze.

The general turned around the recliner twice, then stretched out his head from under the armrest and placed his claws on the recliner.

It stared at Ao Muyang with its eyes. After not being driven away, it began to take the next step, squirming all over, trying hard to climb up. After climbing up, it lay honestly on the side of the recliner.

After a while, it found that Ao Muyang still had no reaction, so it shook its body in a big way, squeezed Ao Muyang aside, and lay down comfortably.

The head of state jumped up, lay on it, squinted his eyes and dozed off, his stomach was rumbling, and he started chanting Buddha's name again.

Ao Muyang smiled, reached out to put his hand on the general's head, and continued to stare at the rain curtain in a daze.

When the weather is bad, it is good to be alone in a daze.

The clear and cold rain poured down, and the branches and leaves of the Wanxiang Tree were beaten and trembled continuously. The leaves and rain were constantly being photographed, and the few leaves were fewer and fewer.

The ground was full of bubbles, and continuous bubbles were rising one after another, adding some excitement to the wide and lonely yard.

I don’t know how long it took, but someone pushed his door open. Ao Fugui ran over with a urea bag and hugged a few things.

Ao Muyang asked, "Why are you here for this heavy rainy day?"

Ao Fugui put down his things and was a side dish like boiled peanuts, salted edamames and other side dishes.

He chuckled and said, "Grandma is out of power, and her family is bored. Come and have a drink and chat with you."

Ao Muyang had sauce-flavored snails and dried fish at home. He took two glasses of white wine and poured them out of power, saying, "You are so idle, and your phone is out of power? If you have electricity, go and chat with the girl. What are you talking about with me?"

Ao Fugui said: "The phone has electricity, but the IFI has no signal."

Ao Muyang said: "Then call your little friends."

Ao Fugui took a sip of wine and said, "I have a bad little love. Oh, how are you doing with your little nurse? Why haven't you contacted you recently?"

Ao Muyang said: "Don't talk nonsense, whose young nurse? I just met you. We are not suitable for you, so I won't contact you anymore."
Chapter completed!