After passing this idea in my mind, Bei Hai remembered a place. When I was young, I often came to fish with the older children in the village. This place was quite far from the village (adults would catch it if they were close). According to Bei Hai's memory, although the road was a bit difficult to walk, for his high-chassis Audi, it was just that there were more bumps in pebbles of all sizes.

When he thought of the place, Bei Hai naturally drove towards it. After getting off the stone road leading to the village, Bei Hai couldn't wait to take out the original old rock fishing rod in his space.

After ten minutes of twists and turns, Bei Hai found that the place in his memory had not changed much. He bypassed Xiaolinzi and looked around, there was a piece of land that was half-high thorny vines. When he arrived at the edge of the pond, the big stones were still in the old place. Not only these things, but even the children on the stones seemed to be the original group.

Bei Hai stopped the car and looked at the bunch of kids on the rocks that were more than ten meters away. Some of the skinny boys were carrying small schoolbags on their bodies, while others hung their schoolbags on the tree branches or threw them on the ground next to the stones.

As for the things in these boys' hands, they were even more bizarre. They used two or three meters of small green bamboo and tied fishing lines on them to be considered high-end goods. Some of them were smaller and they were carrying fishing rods made of dry branches in their hands, and some even carried canned bottles directly.

The kids who saw the cars coming came and forgot to fish. The little heads turned around and stared at the Audi car. Until the car stopped, the cowardly kids were still staring at them blankly.

Bei Hai jumped out of the car with a fishing rod. After taking a closer look at the cowardly children, he found two figures he knew. The last time he followed him to the market was Bu Zheng and the other one with his nose smeared. Bei Hai forgot about it.

Bu Zheng also saw Bei Hai at this time, and immediately shrank his head and lowered his body to hide his body behind a baby next to him. It was probably because he didn't think about it carefully in a hurry. The little kid next to him had just reached his chin, and his small body could not be hidden from Bu Zheng's body.

"Bu Zheng! Stop hiding, I've seen you a long time ago." Bei Hai shouted at the child.

When Bu Zheng saw that he couldn't hide it, he changed into a smile: "Uncle Haier, why are you here?"

"You naughty kid are you here to fish?" Bei Hai said while walking towards the big rock on the child. He didn't even change the fishing guys, but the original ones were replaced by a new one. This situation made Bei Hai sigh, and in a daze, he felt that the scene in his memory was a bit overlapping with the scenes he saw now.

Bu Zheng was not as emotional as Bei Hai. He was confused when he heard Bei Hai saying this, and waited for Bei Hai to finish his voice. Bu Zheng said, "Uncle Haier, it's not that I skipped school, but that I was in poor health today, and I caught a cold. When I was going home, I happened to catch a fish and let my mother make fish soup for me!"

Bei Hai was so upset that he didn't laugh out loud after hearing this. The excuses of these kids were the same as those of their fathers. They either had a cold or a headache or had stomachache. I guess in these big and small heads, except those who were not of school age, half of these people who had taken leave from the teacher and were considered good students. At least half of them directly sneaked out of the classroom while the bell ringed after class.

"Cause a cold?! I won't catch a cold when I come to fish? Xiao Yang is playing this trick with me, and he also changes the reason to pretend to be sick. He used the reason that your father has used to fool me?" Bei Hai walked to Bu Zheng and reached out to pat his head.

Bu Zheng reached out and rubbed his head that was slapped by Bei Hai and said with a greedy smile: "Uncle Haier. Don't tell my mother about this today!"

"Don't you catch a cold? Going back to fish for a fish and making soup to cure a cold. Why can't you tell the adults?" Bei Hai glanced at the boy with a joke and said.

Looking at Bu Zheng's little face, he immediately stepped down and said, "Forget it this time, but you can't always skip school. It's good to read more books!"

"My mother said what's the use of studying! Uncle Jiu is good at studying and is from a prestigious university. Not that you are not as good as Uncle Shanghai. He is a boss in the United States and he also works for others. He said he can't even afford a house in the provincial capital!" Another little kid said to Bei Hai with his nose wiped his nose.

"Bu Jiu?" Bei Hai asked. Looking at Xiao Wazi nodded, he knew who the uncle Jiu was. This man was one year or two years older than Bei Hai. It was good to study, but now he was a standard child from other people's family. Of course, Bei Hai was not bad at studying. But later he didn't study much later and became a semi-illiterate with only a high school education.

"Who said that your uncle Jiu didn't go to the provincial capital!" Bei Hai reached out and rubbed the little snot baby's head: "Knowledge is power." After pulling, Bei Hai didn't know how to pull it down, so he simply said directly: "Fishing, fishing! Continue fishing!"

"Oh! It's fishing!" The kids immediately became happy and continued to work around the water with all kinds of fishing gear in their hands.

Bu Zheng ran two steps and jumped to another big stone. The big stone had a diameter of two or three meters and its surface was very smooth and flat.

Bu Zheng jumped up and waved to Bei Hai and said, "Uncle Haier is here. Your rod can reach the middle. Wait until I help you make a nest and let's catch big fish together!"

After hearing this, Bei Hai jumped from the big stone under his feet to the stone where Bu Zheng was standing, and then put down the fishing rod and the fishing box in his hand.

Bei Hai was busy launching the hookup, and a group of little heads quickly came over again.

"Uncle Haier, your box is so beautiful. Are they all fishing?" One of the little kids stretched out his hand and touched Beihai's plastic box.

"Don't touch it!" Bu Zheng immediately reached out and patted the little kid's hand: "This thing is expensive, be careful to be bad!"

"It's okay!" Bei Hai smiled and said, "I'll give you something later, and I won't let you guys, Uncle Haier, call you in vain!"

For these little kids, fishing costs the fish line and hook. Others like fish floats are cut chicken feather poles. People who have been staying in the city may not know about this thing. They just push the chicken feathers down and cut them about half a centimeter or half a centimeter. Of course, the front of the chicken feathers is too thin, and the back is hollow and can only take the middle part. Generally speaking, there are seven or eight pieces that are worn on the fish line. When you throw these chicken feathers into the water, you can hang them on the water with the line. Needless to say, there are all kinds of fish rods, as long as it is a pole.

As soon as he heard that Bei Hai was giving something, the boys got closer. There were one or two calm people next to him, but now they all surrounded him and squeezed around the box.

"What are you giving me, Uncle Haier!"

"Do you give that flower pole?"

"Can you give me one fishing line?"

Now Bei Hai felt like he was in a frog pond and was so loud that he could not speak.

Bei Hai felt that he would not stop taking the things out first, so he immediately raised his tone and said, "Okay, okay! I started sending things, but there were no ones who spoke!"

The surroundings immediately became quiet, and their black eyes were all looking at Bei Hai.

Bei Hai counted the heads and there were nine kids in total. Bei Hai's things are enough here.

After counting the heads, Bei Hai took out two versions of fish from the bottom of the plastic box and flew them in Bu Zheng's hand: "One one, look at the remaining one."

Beihai's fish floats are all bought in the store. Fishers may not think they are new, but for these children, these translucent plastic cones are much higher-end, and the colorful floats that are **cm long are followed by. Beihai's speed is fast enough, but Bu Zhengfen's speed is faster, which makes Beihai feel like he is blinding. Each child always grabs a float in his hand and starts staring at the next batch of things he divides.

Originally, Bei Hai was planning to let another child with him lead sinker last time, but who knew that Bu Zheng had just taken it out and divided it. He had to hand over the work to this kid again, although this kid took up an extra float first.

Beihai can't divide a roll of fishing lines, and even if you want to divide it, you don't have that much. You stuffed two rolls of fishing lines directly into Bu Zheng's hands, so that the kids could get what they wanted. As for the hooks, there were a lot of them. Each kid, big and small, sent three.
Chapter completed!