Longing for mountain village life

Dong Shihao: "The water quality is also too bad, after cleaning the pond, you can change it with some good water."

"You know, you can rest assured of this, if you are idle and bored, you can watch how I clean the pond, and I estimate that there are many small fish in it."

Dong Shihao: "This is interesting, I have seen short videos before, like people getting up in the morning to catch the sea, or draining the small pond in the village, it's quite interesting, just set a meal, watching your live broadcast, it is regarded as a meal."

"Xiao Song, aren't you worried about what content is live, isn't this the best content, now many people like this kind of video, maybe it will attract many people to come and watch, and then it will be time to promote your book."

Song Guoqiang: "It makes sense, I'll broadcast it." "

Although it was his first live broadcast, he had seen how other anchors broadcast live when watching live broadcasts before, so he succeeded after a few tinkers.

After thinking about it, he typed down a few words.

Pumping water from wild ponds and harvesting all kinds of fish!

It's not a particularly outstanding title, but he doesn't have much thought about it, anyway, just by the way to complete the live broadcast task.

There was no other audience in the live broadcast room except him.

Song Guoqiang could only sigh with emotion, his live broadcast room was really too cold, and there were not even robots.

The water in the pond flowed down the ditch, and he dug two more trenches, and the speed of the water flow increased a lot.

Previously, he was more patient, even if he waited for a day, there was no problem, but now the two friends are watching here, there is no patience, and they can't let them look at the flowing water for hours.

He said to the two of them, then ran to the village chief's house to borrow a pump, turned the handle vigorously a few times, and with the continuous roar of the nose, the water in the pond disappeared faster.

Soon, the pond revealed a large amount of silt.

Grandpa also came over here after cleaning the pots and pans.

"Hello Grandpa!" As soon as he came over, he heard someone shouting, and quickly looked around, there was no one else here except Jiang Tian.

"Grandpa, over here!"

Grandpa then followed the voice and looked over, in the mobile phone, Dong Shihao was saying hello.

"Kid, it's you." Grandpa was not too surprised, after all, he is also a person who often watches TV news, and the speed of acceptance of this kind of video chat is still very fast.

"Grandpa!" Song Guoqiang also greeted.

"You are also Jiang Tian's classmate."

"Yes, I haven't seen it for a long time, let's talk."

Grandpa nodded, "It's good to contact more, I won't bother you."

Jiang Tian smiled bitterly, "Grandpa, these two just want to see me clean the pond here, and there is nothing to disturb and not disturb."

"Well, it's good, let's start, and fortunately the land you chose is not far from here, otherwise it will take some effort in the past."

He handed over a pair of leather boots, "This is your uncle's boots, similar to your feet, wearing this, the pond has not been cleaned for a long time, maybe there is any glass in it, if the foot is pierced, and then washed by sewage, the wound is easily infected."

"Okay, I'll go change my clothes first!"

He returned home and soon returned, wearing old basketball pants and an undershirt on his upper body, showing his muscles.

Dong Shihao shouted: "Look, I know that you must be exercising in the village, otherwise you wouldn't have such strength, look at your muscles, how can I always feel more beautiful than what I have exercised in the gym."

Song Guoqiang agreed, and sighed: "It seems that I will also exercise more in the future, and I can't stay at home every day."

Jiang Tian took the shovel and looked at the pond, which was full of silt, and it was estimated that it would take a few days from morning to night based on the two of them.

This also needs to take into account that transporting the silt into the land is another distance.

Grandpa saw Jiang Tian's expression, "Let's do it first, you have all chosen to grow vegetables, and these silts are indispensable." He

went down first, shoveled down, and then threw the silt to the shore.

"Loach!" Dong Shihao's excited voice sounded.

I saw that there were two loaches in the mud struggling to twist their bodies and trying to get out of here.

One shovel is two loaches, which seems to be a bit dense.

As the pond becomes less and less watery, you can see a lot of fish on the dry silt, especially the only remaining water, where the fish flutter endlessly.

Jiang Tian and Grandpa looked at each other.

Jiang Tian's idea was to catch all these fish first, and then clean up the silt.

Grandpa's expression was quite helpless, because he saw a lot of fish, which meant that there were countless more dried salted fish and fried fish pieces in the house.

It seems that the pets in the house have a good taste during this time.

It's this person, you can't always eat fish, it's easy to have problems.

"Jiang Tian, do those friends of yours like to eat dried salted fish, do you want to send them some?" Grandpa asked.

Jiang Tian was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what his grandfather meant, this is to see that there are too many fish, and the family can't eat it.

"Grandpa, we don't have to eat these fish, we really can't put them in the river, and besides, after cleaning the pond, we will put the fish back again."

"You're right, let's catch the fish first."

They wore boots and walked towards where the waters were.

"Fish...," Dong Shihao muttered, "The fish I ate last time at my grandfather's house tasted very good, so let's order some fish to eat today."

He picked up another phone, looked at it, and ordered the highest-rated takeaway, as for the price, he didn't care at all.

Song Guoqiang watched with relish, he was rural, and he also did such things when he was a child, but he has not played like this since he grew up, and now he looks at it, and he is particularly touched.

Suddenly, someone in his live broadcast room came in, and he sent a barrage when he came up.

"Catch fish?"

"You're broadcasting outdoors? How is the classification of life, if it weren't for my idle boredom to brush several pages, I couldn't find you.

Song Guoqiang remembered that he had chosen a category at random during the live broadcast, and there was no change when relaying Jiang Tianna's picture.

"Where is this, you don't bring a place with you."

The audience who came in seemed to be particularly interested in the thing of catching fish outdoors, and constantly sent barrages, all of which were guiding Song Guoqiang and teaching him how to live broadcast.

What picture quality is too low, the lens is too far, and there is no interaction.

Song Guoqiang was speechless to watch, this is not his live broadcast, and it was originally a video chat of several of their friends, but it was just broadcast by himself.