Immortal Becomes a Stay-at-home Dad After Return

Fishing is a very ceramic leisure activity.

People who like to fish may not even like to eat fish.

Fishing is actually just enjoying the process.

In the warm sun of the early spring, sitting in the big rocks of the valley, listening to the rally of water, a broken rod can sit for half a day.

Immersed in the mountains and enjoying the tranquility of nature, you are likely to get addicted once you experience it.

But anyone who likes to fish may have the same feeling, whether it's cold or windy or cold, whether it's hot or cold, whether it's hard to withstand heat or heat, whether it's stormy or muddy roads.

Whenever you have time, you will struggle to find a good place to fish quietly, even a few dozen miles down the road.

Unfortunately, such a good place is no longer easy to find.

Hydropower plants will basically be built these days whenever water resources are abundant.

Hydropower plants have contributed to economic development, providing adequate local electricity, but have severely impacted the local ecological environment in invisibility.

Previously, the Great Tao River, now mostly turns into a fine stream.

The Qingyijiang tributary in front of Chen Xi is only 51 km long, but there are as many as 17 small hydropower stations built on the river, with an average of one small hydropower station every 3 km.

The construction of dams to intercept river water at hydroelectric plants has led to a sharp decline in downstream water flows and the extremely harsh living conditions of water organisms, resulting in a sharp decline in the number of rare animals, such as dollfish, that are already on the verge of extinction.

As for flooding...

This situation has largely been rarely seen.

Father and daughter sat on the stone for an afternoon, and the little one seemed to love the activity, swinging the fishing rod, biting the thread lifting rod, the set of moves learned to look good.

Chen Xi did not bring a bucket, so he stacked a diving basin with a small stone by the river, and any fish caught by him would be put into this basin.

After one afternoon, there are no more than twenty fish in this waterhole.

The little guy reached into the water and constantly frightened the fish in the water. After seeing the fish spinning fast in the water, but could not swim out, the little thing laughed.

This is her and Dad's spoils of war!

By 5pm, Chen Xi took the little guy and counted the number of fish.

Twenty-three, but all small fish.

One of the biggest, actually the one that the little guy had just started fishing for, was kind of her open door red.

“Article 23! Boom, we caught 23 fish! ”

Little things squatting next to the water basin, keeping their hands on the water.

After Chen Xi taught her how to count the fish in the water, the little guy suddenly jumped and jumped on the rock.

Looking at her lovely little face, Chen Xi couldn't help but squeeze her hand, smooth and delicate and elastic...

“How's the fishing going? ”

“Fun! ”

Little guy lights his head hard, afraid he's expecting Dad to bring her here tomorrow.

“Just have fun, but the wind is getting stronger here. It's been sitting by the river for a long time, but it's cold, so we should go home... Dad will bring you back tomorrow, okay? ”

Rumor has it, the little guy twisted his head and thought about it before nodding his head and answering: "Hmm! Then let's take the fish home! ”

Chen Xi rubbed her head and smiled. “These fish are too small to eat. It's useless for us to take them back. Let them all go. We'll come back and fish when they grow up. How about that? ”

“Bad!”

After hearing Chen Xi say this, the little thing suddenly disappointed.

She glanced at the little fish in the puddle with her mouth, which made her mumble loudly: "This is my fish! ”

This little thing is still talking about his spoils.

Hence, Chen Xi had to squat beside the little guy and talk to her with good words.

Perhaps he was moved by Chen Xi. After a half day of hesitation, the little guy reluctantly put the biggest one in a plastic pocket, then reached into the water and cut out a mouth by the water.

When the fish detected the movement of the water flow, they immediately drilled out of the mouth and successfully returned to the river.

The little guy looked down at this empty puddle in front of him and didn't look back for half a day.

As soon as Chen Xi looked at her like that, she immediately laughed and put this plastic bag with water and fish in her hand in front of her.

“Read, see, here's another one. ”

“My!”

The little guy grabbed a plastic bag from Chen Xi at once.

Looking at the momentum, I guess I was afraid that Chen Xi would let go of this last one...

Father and daughter had not eaten before returning to the old house, the little guy took his trophy and ran into the kitchen with his ass, ready to show off in front of Grandma and Mom.

Qin Ruoying was learning to cook with Aunt Zhang. As soon as they saw the fish in her bag, they laughed. A few words of oral praise made the tail of this little thing almost to the sky.

Now that there was still a period of time before she left the meal, Chen Xi called her to the yard for fear that the little one would not be able to sit down.

The little guy was a little unknown, so Chen Xi didn't explain it to her, but rather turned out a fire basin in the old house and held a pair of burning charcoal clamps in the stove.

When everything was ready, Chen Xi called the little guy and asked with a smile: "Do you like potatoes? ”

“Love it! I love potato-burned ribs! ”

“Then wait a minute. Daddy will buy you roasted potatoes, okay? ”

“Baked potatoes? ”

The little guy blinked and blinked, and as soon as he talked about eating her, he came to his feet.

Chen Xi then took two potatoes out of the kitchen, didn't even wash them, and threw them directly into the fire basin.

Potatoes, along with maize, wheat and rice, are listed as the world's four staple foods, and can be cooked in fried or stewed pieces.

The most common snack for potatoes is fried, and it's rare to throw potatoes directly into a fire like Chen Xi's.

Not because roasted potatoes are not good, but because it is inconvenient to make a fire.

You can't always put potatoes on top of a gas stove for a roasted potato...

This novel approach has succeeded in attracting the interest of the little one.

So she squatted beside Chen Xi and guarded the fire basin, quietly waiting for the potatoes to be cooked.

The potatoes quickly cooked.

Chen Xi grabbed the fire pliers and sandwiched the two surfaces out of the baked potatoes.

When the little guy looked at the dusty, autumnal look of the potato, he suddenly wrinkled his little nose.

Chen Xi lowered the temperature of the potatoes by rolling them around on the ground.

When the potato temperature dropped slightly, he picked up a piece and tore the part of the potato surface that burned off a little bit in front of the little guy.

The potatoes were roasted in scorched black and the skin became brittle, tearing them apart.

When Chen Xi ripped off the coarse black skin, beneath the cold surface was hidden the sparkling potatoes.

The already ripe potatoes have a light smoke and a refreshing scent.

You don't need salt, you don't need flavor, you can eat it directly in your hands when it's cooked.

After a sip, the soft and light taste really melts people's hearts.

In a quiet village, the mountains are as far away as Dai and Fountain Water sing low.

A faint jade scent swept in with the breeze and swept over the courtyard.

Each father and daughter sat under the eaves of the old house with a soybean and chewed it up.

This little thing is finally not yelling about going home...