The herring weighed more than 40 pounds, so big that the fishermen around here were stunned and amazed.

"It can be sold for thousands of dollars!"

Jiang Wang listened curiously: "Fish is so expensive now?"

"It's not just meat," Grandpa Peng was also happy for them, waving his hands with a beaming smile: "You don't know, this herring can cut out a small stone in its throat, as bright as a small jade, a dog has a dog and a treasure fish. Fish stones are good things to shock children."

Ji Linqiu knew in his heart what kind of bone hyperplasia he was talking about, and smiled and didn't take it seriously.

In the distance, Peng Xingwang suddenly howled: "Pain!!!"

The child caught the crab and forgot to grab the net and grab it. Seeing that he was about to run away, he reached out and grabbed it, just two fingers were firmly clamped.

Jiang Wang instantly remembered the exact same pain when he was pinched as a child, and quickly walked over to put his hand in the water and tap the crab's back.

Peng Xingwang was caught with red eyes and looked at the crab: "Run, run!"

"You can't eat a few pieces of meat even if you catch crabs in summer," Jiang Wang couldn't help laughing and crying: "Your claws are about to be clipped off, let's have some snacks."

"I managed to catch such a big..."

In the afternoon, they changed their clothes and came out, and found that there were village children helping chopping wood in the small courtyard.

Jiang Wang suddenly became interested, and told his grandmother that he wanted to cook a piece of firewood and rice, and deliberately rolled up his sleeves and went over to chop.

Ji Linqiu wiped her hair and looked at it for a while.

"Come on, let's play together."

Ji Linqiu let out a sigh, as if the good student was called away by the school ruffian, and also placed wooden blocks beside him.

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

"It's crooked, let it go again!"

"boom!!"

Jiang Wang is easy to lose his mind when he relaxes. He suddenly has a sense of rhythm while doing farm work, and sings: "Ding Ding——"

Ji Linqiu took the second half of the sentence naturally: "Dixi."

"pull~pull~"

"Wave."

The two sang together very tacitly: "Teletubbies~~Teletubbies~~"

"say hello!"

Peng Xingwang, who came down to get something, stood at the entrance of the stairs with a complicated expression.

Jiang Wang regained his senses and coughed with a stern face.

The child ruthlessly demolished the stage: "I haven't watched this for a long time, you are naive."

When Peng Xingwang left, Ji Linqiu knocked on Jiang Wang: "What are you bringing?"

"...You don't sing very energetically."

Otherwise, the big herring fruit will be chopped with a big knife and eaten for two. The belly and back are mixed with rice noodles and steamed with balsamic vinegar. The fish head and tofu are simmered on a small fire. The taste directly attracts the two yellow dogs raised by the farmhouse across the road.

The tofu is so tender that it breaks as soon as it is touched, and when it cools, the mouth is smooth, tender and fragrant, like some kind of fairy delicacy.

Jiang Wang didn't do anything to fish during the day, and finally released all the small fry in the basket. At this moment, he was so satisfied that he forgot to eat.

"Try this! Steamed pork ribs are very fragrant!"

Grandpa Peng deliberately asked Peng Xingwang to hold a camera and take a photo with Teacher Ji, and then the grandfather and grandson complimented him together while drinking soup.

"Everyone in the east end of the village knows today, don't look at the teacher's arrogance, fishing is great!"

The two unknowingly ate until they were stretched, and they didn't notice it at all when they were eating. They slammed down their chopsticks wherever they smelled, and turned back to set the bowl, only to realize that they couldn't stand up.

Peng Xingwang volunteered to take them for a walk on the riverbank.

The scenery there is very good. Although it is night, you can see the stars and fireflies flying in the forest, and you can also blow the cool river wind.

They walked slowly on the dim river bank, and from time to time the long light and shadow of small tricycles or motorcycles passed by, like bats with shining wings.

Jiang Wang was very familiar with this road that he had traveled many times as a child, and even now he remembered where to step on the stones where he could touch and play in the water, and where he rowed with his second uncle nearby.

He looked at Peng Xingwang holding a flashlight to lead the way in front of him, feeling that his soul was covering him at a certain moment, and it seemed that he was always pulled away.

It is difficult to distinguish this feeling when one grows up.

"By the way," he looked at Ji Linqiu beside him: "What do you think about moving in together?"

Ji Linqiu was listening to the insects in a relaxed manner. He didn't expect Jiang Wang to mention it again, so he couldn't help laughing: "What are you trying to do to push such a good deal to me."

"No way, I'm too charming." The man said without changing his face: "I think you feel much better when you see me every day."

And so do I.

Ji Linqiu was stunned for another moment, Peng Xingwang heard everything in his ears, and then raised his hand: "I!! I am also charming!!"

"Okay, okay." Ji Linqiu sighed: "Let's talk about it first, the rent can't be underestimated, and how much should be paid."

"Sure, by the way, you can supplement your child's English," Jiang Wang said frankly, "For someone like me who is good at doing business, I will definitely have to pluck the wild goose. Teacher Ji will take more care."

Ji Linqiu didn't take it seriously: "It's easy."

"After he goes home and finishes his English homework, he will give it to me directly, and he will be able to change less homework when he goes to school."

Peng Xingwang was still elated just now, but only now did he realize what the consequences of living with the teacher would be.

"Really...really?"

Ji Linqiu and Jiang Wang nodded with a smile.

The child whimpered twice.

After that, will be stared at by the teacher when write homework in the future, and can't surreptitiously read the comics.

They stayed in the Peng's old home for a few days. Before leaving, they quietly settled the food and lodging expenses, pressed them under the remote control of the guest room, and asked the girl at the front desk to help them collect them.

When returned to the city, school was about to start, and had to move in a hurry.

Hehua Gaoyuan's house has always been very good in hard decoration, and after changing to soft decoration, the fresh air has lost its taste for half a month.

The landlady on Jiang Wang's side was very reluctant. When she heard that he had bought a house, she could only nod her head regretfully, and even sent a hanging bacon sausage to express her blessings.

As soon as Peng Xingwang heard that he was going to move, he was eager to find out if he could raise birds and dogs in the future.

"Raising birds is no problem," Jiang Wang thought about it carefully: "I may go on business trips to other provinces in the future, and take turns with your father to take care of you."

"It's going to be hard for a dog to be at home alone, and we'll take it when we're a little more stable."

Peng Xingwang thought it made sense, and agreed calmly.

Although there are no dogs, there is a game room in the basement, a slide from the second floor in the living room, and one of the balconies has been converted into an observation greenhouse for children to grow plants and snails, which is quite good.

Jiang Wang's house is clean and simple. Things like children's, clothes and sundries are all sorted and packed into storage boxes, which can be cleaned up in one day.

He was busy with the company and didn't have much time to help Ji Linqiu until the day he moved.

Ji Linqiu also sorted out seven or eight big boxes, and was instructing the workers who helped move the house to handle it with care.

"A lot of things." Jiang Wang picked up the broom at the door to help clean the dust, and swept a few steps.

Glancing at the corner guitar: "Don't take this away?"

Ji Linqiu thought for a while: "This is a practice guitar. The screws are rusted and out of tune. I'll go back and buy another one."

After Jiang Wang finished sweeping the dust, he saw that there was nothing else to do. He played his guitar while the movers were in and out. His voice was as muffled as playing cotton.

Ji Linqiu wanted to laugh: "How can you play so well."

He held the guitar in front of his face, strummed and strummed the strings with his hands, and played a "don\039t cry" of Guns and Roses even if it was out of tune.

Jiang Wang was slightly dissatisfied, and followed Ji Linqiu's guidance to learn how to hold the left and right hands, and where to press to make different sounds.

I didn't know that playing the guitar was painful.

It's not the kind of pain that youth hurts like water, it's the kind of pain that hard steel strings have to endure while being pressed and plucked.

However, to play the chord position of the guitar requires all four fingers to press the strings, and it hurts both hands to play a small star.

He suddenly had a whole new understanding of playing the guitar as a young man.

Even the image of Ji Linqiu is somewhat resolute and respectable.

"Good guy," Jiang Wang returned the guitar: "This thing has to be pressed hard? I always thought it was just a small triangular pick to sweep it."

Ji Linqiu grinned and spread out his four fingers, giving Jiang Wang the thin calluses on his fingertips.

"Everyone who plays guitar has this, and they can't hide."

Jiang Wang touched the thin cocoon with a surprised face, but accidentally touched the feather-soft finger pulp outside the cocoon, and his heart skipped a beat.

He suppressed this strange feeling in his heart and pretended to be curious: "That girl also has calluses when she plays guitar?"

"It doesn't matter," Ji Linqiu withdrew his hand and pulled out a wooden xun from the cloth basket beside him.

"You're afraid of pain, so try this?"

"No," the man said honestly, "Actually, I tried both this and the recorder issued by the school when I was in elementary school."

"The tune is not well played, and the saliva is muddy."

"Why is it like Xingwang?" Ji Linqiu smiled helplessly: "Forget it, I will teach him more when I have time."

All the large and small sundries were loaded into the truck and headed for the new house, and the doors of the two dilapidated and dark cabins were closed, as if they could finally be forgotten.

Jiang Wang drove the car behind the truck. When he got to the place, he didn't get out of the car immediately, but took out a key from his pocket.

"The courtyard door lock and the main door lock," he divided four, and first handed them to the co-pilot Ji Linqiu: "I have one, and Mr. Ji has one."

Then he turned around and handed it to Peng Xingwang solemnly and equally.

"You too."

"From now on, this will be our permanent home."

"Even if you grow up and go to far, far places in the future, you can come back to live at any time, cry happily at home, and laugh heartlessly."

"Even if you are tired from work and don't want to deal with bosses and overtime, you can come back at any time."

"Xingxing, you can always be a child in this family."

Ji Linqiu listened to his instructions, as if something was touched in his heart, he lowered his head and nodded slowly.

Peng Xing took the key, seemingly understanding, and strung it onto his Ultraman pendant in front of the adults.

"I will protect it! It will never be lost!"

"Well, brother believes in you," Jiang Wang looked at Ji Linqiu, who had accepted him as a family at this moment: "Mr. Ji is the same."

Ji Linqiu looked at the two of them, didn't speak any more, opened her arms and hugged them hard. w, please keep in mind:,