The water is not deep, it just doesn't reach the belly, and the water flows smoothly.

Song Qingyun greeted his aunt: "Whether you are hot or not? Why don't you get a water drop? Uncle is watching you, don't be afraid."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not afraid." My aunt cheered, jumped into the water, splashed the water on Comrade Xiao Song's face, and then giggled.

Song Qingyun came out to catch eels today to experience life and was here to play, so it doesn’t matter whether he has gained something or not.

He started playing with his aunt.

The stars in the sky are more clearer, and a Milky Way lies across the sky.

The fields are vast, the night wind blows strongly, and the world is vast.

Song Qingyun couldn't help but take photos, and he had forgotten to post it on WeChat Moments.

In the past two years, the country has implemented environmental protection policies, with green waters and green mountains and sky full of stars back, especially in mountainous areas like Hongshi Village, the night sky is unparalleled.

At this moment, when I moved my feet in the water, I saw an eel fleeing into the cracks next to me in panic, with only her belly exposed outside.

Song Qingyun was busy all night and had no gains and couldn't bear it. Seeing the eel growing bigger, he was happy in his heart: "Little girl, are you still hiding, see where you are hiding?"

Then he stretched out the clip and grabbed it out and pulled it out.

This time he had experience and the strength was just right, and he was able to win in one fell swoop.

The eel was very angry and raised its head and turned around to bite Song Qingyun's right hand.

Secretary Xiao Song had quick eyes and quick hands. How could he get it to bite? He barely avoided it and continued to smile and said, "I still bite, I will eat you later."

The eldest aunt clapped her hands and smiled: "Uncle Song is so amazing. You can even catch a water snake. Huang Erwa, Huang Erwa, come and see, Uncle Song caught a snake."

"What, snake... snake snake snake snake snake snake snake..." Song Qingyun tightened her scalp, her hair stood up all over her body, and her whole body became stiff.

The water snake took the opportunity to struggle, broke free from the clip, and slipped away.

Huang Ming ran over and touched the water for a long time but couldn't find it. He shook his head in depression: "Why did you escape? It's delicious."

"I'm scared to death." After a long time, Song Qingyun let out a long sigh: "The snake can stay so cold."

The stars in the sky faded a little, the night fog spread out, the dew condensed on the grass leaves, and the lights were shining crystal clear.

"That's it today, go home and have a drink." Huang Ming's father shouted.

Song Qingyun: "Uncle Huang, how many pounds have you made?"

"It's about ten pounds, and it's enough for everyone to eat six or seven pounds of bones. It's almost midnight, and the eels should go back to the mud to sleep after eating. Moreover, when the temperature drops, they will die of cold when they stay outside."

"Yes, cold-blooded warm-inducing animals."

After struggling for several hours, everyone was a little tired. After all, my aunt was a child and she was staggering and kept complaining: "Dad, carry me on my back."

Huang Erwa was impatient: "Go and go, I'm covered in mud, why are you carrying it? Let's go back by myself."

My aunt was so angry that she kicked the ridge of the field on the road.

Song Qingyun squatted down and said, "Auntie, I'll carry you."

"Thank you, Uncle Song." The little girl was overjoyed and jumped on her back. Then she peeled a candy and stuffed it into Song Qingyun's mouth: "Is uncle sweet or not? I won't give it to my father, so my father can't ask for it anymore."

When Song Qingyun saw Huang Ming angry, she laughed: "Yes, yes, yes, push your dad out of the garbage dump."

In a moment, the girl fell asleep and a slight snoring sound came.

The little person is so cute.

The group returned to Huang Ming's house and it was already 12:15. Song Qingyun was tired of playing today and wanted to go back to sleep.

Huang Ming's mother grabbed him and said that Secretary Song would eat it before leaving. The eel was very simple and fast, and it would not delay sleepiness and would be out of the pot in at most twenty minutes.

Song Qingyun was also a little hungry: "Okay, aunt, I'll help you burn the fire."

"No, no."

The eel is quite simple to make.

Huang Ming's father had been making eels for decades and had already become familiar with it. He took out a wooden board with nails, grabbed an eel and fell to death, hung his head on the iron nail, and then used a knife to cut the eel's belly and spine, and then cut it off, and separated the flesh and bones.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen pounds of eels were ready.

Then the oil pan.

Pour a pound of vegetable oil, bring to a boil, put down the garlic, sauerkraut and oil residue, stir-fry, the oil smoke simmers, and a sour fragrance spreads.

Seeing that the sauerkraut was cooked, Huang Erwa opened two bottles of beer and poured them in. After boiling, he put the eels on it.

After about a few minutes, wait for the water to be half-collected, put a layer of chopped green onion, coriander, and agaricus, and the most important thing is to put a layer of chili noodles.

Finally pour a bowl of boiling oil.

With the "Che" sound, the strange fragrance is so rich that it can't be melted.

Look at the pot of eels, green onion, red peppers, and thick white meat of eels, which have a strong contrast and make people feel appetizing.

Song Qingyun was just when he could eat it, so he couldn't help but pick up a piece and threw it into his mouth, and it was so fresh that he couldn't speak.

It's too fresh, this freshness hits the forehead and it's too flirting, this meat is too frigid. Unlike the farmed eels sold in restaurants in the city, the meat is messy and less fun when bitten.

"How is it?" Huang Ming's father asked with a smile.

"It's amazing, Lao Huang, you are a super chef." Song Qingyun said sincerely: "Lao Huang, don't talk, I'll have enough to eat first before chatting with you."

Huang Ming's father handed over a bowl of corn wine: "Secretary Song, you drink."

Song Qingyun: "Liquor, why don't I drink beer bar?"

Huang Ming's father explained that eating eels requires a roast knife, the spicy peppers and the meat of onions, garlic and coriander can be brought up, which is exciting and satisfying. With beer, the taste will be diluted and wasteful.

Song Qingyun thought what he said made sense, so he took a sip and the taste level was indeed rich and rich.

He picked up a few chopsticks and put them in his aunt's bowl, and said, "Miss, you are growing your body, so add more protein."

My aunt couldn't stand the spicy food, so she put a bowl of water next to her and rinsed it in it when she was eating.

It feels comfortable to eat, and Song Qingyun sighed: "I originally thought Hongshi Village was a poor mountain valley, but I didn't expect it to be a treasure here, and there are so many good things!"

Huang Ming's father said: "After harvesting in summer, you can eat eels. In winter, you can go up the mountain to pick the white wet tree roots after the frost and fall and come back to stir-fry the meat. It is very sweet. In spring, you can break bamboo shoots and eat more in summer, such as bamboo worms and wasp pupae. By the way, you can walk twenty miles to the river to find fucked insects. When you come back, you will be frying it in oil. The taste is simply no longer there."

Song Qingyun was shocked: "You can eat fucking insects, aren't you afraid of poisoning... Yes, right? Try to talk about toxicity aside, just be a hooligan... Uh, you have to scald it with boiling water to detoxify first, which scares me. Brother, I said, you are really a Feng Shui treasure land here."

"That must be, otherwise our ancestors would not have chosen to settle down here. Don't look at our poor place, but as long as you are not lazy, you can always find food."

Song Qingyun chatted with the old man and took a sip of wine, and he was holding his arms and holding his back. Huang Ming, who was next to him, was shorter than a generation, and he was unhappy and just kept drinking.

I don't know why, but he just didn't like Song Qingyun, although he knew in his heart that this person was quite good.

He was too lazy to listen to Song Qingyun's words, so he took a cigarette and went out for a walk.

After a moment, he returned and said, "Song Qingyun, I went to Xiaobuying to see it just now. Zhuhua has not come back yet. I guess she and Liu Yonghua have made up."

Song Qingyun drank happily, and his head was a little big, and he couldn't understand his ideas, so he asked, "Why does it mean that they have made up after not coming back?"

"I just stayed together before I came back. How can I not make a good deal?" Huang Ming looked at him with a mentally retarded look.

Song Qingyun was dissatisfied: "It's over two o'clock now, and even if Zhuhua comes back, she will fall asleep."

Huang Ming said: "Zhuhua's bedroom is leaning against the road, and she is a little worried. I eavesdropped in the corner for a long time, but I didn't hear any sound."

Song Qingyun: "Oh."

It seems that something is wrong, Huang Ming is too vulgar.

Huang Ming saw his expression and was furious: "Song Qingyun, what are you thinking? I used to be a scout and a spy soldier. I can't change my professional habits, so don't think about those messy things."

Song Qingyun again: "Oh."

Huang Ming was anxious: "When playing cards in a teahouse, Zhuhua would stare at the teahouse fans for a while at noon. Everyone knew she was snoring. When she stayed up late, she went back to sleep on her house. I heard that she had heard it."

Song Qingyun: "Gambling is not good."
Chapter completed!