Chapter 446: Chapter 308 The Correct Way to Devein Shrimp_2
At the start of the school year, she had so baby fat, and although she still had it, there was less of it now, probably because it had shifted around.
Geng Lu stepped forward and explained, “Every evening, I do yoga with my mom. I do exercise.”
While speaking, she made a graceful little movent with her arms to demonstrate her results to Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning t up with Geng Lu and they walked toward the bungalow together.
At this ti, Xue Chuchu was almost there; Jiang Ning didn’t wait any longer.
Compared to Geng Lu, Xue Chuchu wasn’t coming here for the first ti. She knew the way and didn’t need to be picked up.
After arriving at the bungalow, Geng Lu toured Jiang Ning’s room. There were many things inside, but it was exceptionally neat. At first glance, it seed particularly harmonious.
Geng Lu stayed in Jiang Ning’s room for a few minutes, then Xue Yuantong called from outside:
“Let’s set off, let’s set off!”
Outside the bungalow.
Xue Yuantong wore a straw hat, flip-flops, and carried a bamboo pole on his shoulder, with an empty bucket hanging behind it.
The empty bucket barely maintained balance, Xue Chuchu stood beside it, constantly careful not to fall off.
She also held a bundle of yarn in her hand.
The equipnt for catching shrimp was very simple, consisting of just these three items.
“Chuchu, I told Jiang Ning that you dare to reach for snakes. Show Jiang Ning how it’s done once we get to the riverbank,” said Xue Yuantong.
Xue Chuchu’s cold eyes froze, and her face showed difficulty:
“Yuantoang, are you serious?”
She was very scared of snakes.
“You were totally capable when you were little,” Xue Yuantong insisted confidently.
Xue Chuchu: “So that was when I was little.”
Next door, the neighbors Uncle Tang and Mrs. Tang, were having dinner with their little granddaughter when they saw this scene.
Uncle Tang shouted: “Tontong, are you folks catching fish?”
Xue Yuantong said, “No, I’m catching shrimp.”
Uncle Tang: “Can you actually catch any?”
Xue Yuantong: “There are four of us; we’ll catch a bucket full.”
Uncle Tang looked at the four people, judging by his eyesight, he feared that only Xiao Jiang was actually up to the task.
“You go ahead and catch shrimp then, I have to rush to the hospital today!” said Uncle Tang.
Xue Yuantong: “When is Xiao Fan getting out of the hospital?”
Xiao Fan was a kid from their row of bungalows, nine years old, just starting third grade. Before, Jiang Ning had bought a large goose raised by his mother.
Uncle Tang sighed: “Xiao Fan got eight stitches in his head, his mom cried miserably.”
Xue Yuantong: “Tomorrow, my mom and I will visit him in the hospital.”
Helping each other out amongst neighbors is human nature.
…
After saying goodbye to the neighbors, Jiang Ning and her group set out.
Xue Chuchu took the bucket from Tongtong and carried it in her hand.
Geng Lu was empty-handed, following beside Jiang Ning.
At this ti, it was about 8 a.m., and the sun had just risen above the horizon not long ago, making the temperature cool.
There were quite a few people at the river dam, so walking, so exercising, and so selling fish.
Xue Yuantong stepped onto the river dam, and the vast Huishui River ca into view. From this spot, one could clearly see the reeds along the riverbank, and the fishern who had risen early were standing by the river.
Indeed, given the terrain of the Huishui River, fishern could always be found here at any ti.
They woke up even earlier than Xue Yuantong, who was a high school student!
Xue Yuantong led the way forward; their destination along the river was thousands of ters from here.
Halfway through, there was a figure sitting in the middle of the river dam ahead; passersby instinctively avoided him.
Xue Yuantong cautioned, “Don’t look at that person later on, he’s sick!”
Sick?
Hearing this, Geng Lu shifted her gaze and saw a man in his twenties, dressed in tattered clothes, his face dirty and his expression abnormal.
Xue Yuantong stopped and said softly:
“He has a ntal illness. A kid from our neighbor’s house was hit in the head with a rock by him.”
“Because he’s ill, no one can really handle him.”
Xue Chuchu and Geng Lu consciously stayed a bit farther away, while Jiang Ning remained as usual.
It seed that every village had soone with a ntal disorder or was considered a ‘madman.’
Most madn don’t hurt anyone, yet this one at the river dam was rather exceptional, even going so far as to actively attack kids, which was abnormal.
This ti, the boy from one of Xue Yuantong’s neighbors’ houses was injured; last ti, which was several years ago, it was said that a little girl’s fingers were smashed, apparently broken, and the family of the ntally ill individual paid around 1 or 2 thousand in compensation.
As Geng Lu passed by, she involuntarily glanced at the ‘ntally ill’ man, who then stared straight at her, his face harboring a chillingly cold smile.
For so reason, Geng Lu felt a chill in her heart, experiencing an inexplicable sense of fear.
That smile was too eerie; Geng Lu had never seen such a smile before, as if he was looking at an icy cold object.
Silently, Geng Lu moved closer to Jiang Ning’s side.
Suddenly, a neurotic voice cried out: “Bucket, I want the bucket, the red bucket, haha!”
The ntally ill young man spread his mouth in a grin, showing a set of disgusting teeth, opened his arms and staggered towards them.
Xue Chuchu quickly stepped back to create distance.
Bystanders stopped and watched the scene, not lacking those who often ca to the river dam to walk, and they all recognized the ‘ntally ill’ man.
Jiang Ning coolly commanded, “Scram.”
The words contained a deterrence imbued with Spiritual Power and Divine Sense, causing the ntally ill young man to shudder and collapse on the ground.
The onlookers were astonished.
After Jiang Ning walked away, Geng Lu ca back to her senses, patting her chest: “He was so scary!”
Xue Chuchu perplexed: “He tried to snatch my bucket.”
Xue Yuantong looked back and added, “It’s not just buckets he snatches, but also vegetables. Once when my mom was bringing vegetables ho, he tried to steal our vegetables.”
Thinking of that scene, Geng Lu said angrily:
“This is lawlessness, doesn’t anyone control him?”
Xue Chuchu answered, “No one does, he’s ntally ill. Even if he kills soone, he wouldn’t be criminally responsible. It’s a very unresolved issue for their group.”
Geng Lu: “That’s so unfair, he might not be ntally ill but have bipolar disorder instead.”
“Not sure, luckily he’s generally not nearby, we hardly run into him,” Xue Yuantong pointed to a faintly visible village in the distance, “He usually stays over there.”
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