Reborn Zombie Supreme

Wang Dahai carried the bamboo basket on his back and staggered towards the neighboring village.

I heard that the fish within a few dozen miles upstream seem to be under a spell. They cannot swing their tails or shake their fins, just like the frozen fish that are cut out when the ice is broken in winter...

Yesterday, a group of women were washing clothes by the river. Widow Wang from the neighboring village was at the upper reaches carrying a porcelain basin painted with red flowers.

Speaking of Widow Wang, she is actually a generation removed from Wang Dahai.

Widow Wang also told Wang Dahai about picking up fish.

Her parents' family is far away, and Widow Wang and her old cousin Wang Dahai usually move around more, and there are people to take care of them. Isn't there a lot of things in front of Widow's house?

When her husband was alive, she had been a minor official in the village, and she had acquired a complete set of things used by foreigners, such as matches, foreign cars, and foreign porcelain basins.

Although the foreign car was expensive, she couldn't ride it, but the foreign porcelain basin was the most useful.

The foreign porcelain basins used by foreigners to wash their faces and feet are not broken, do not leak, and the hot water cools slowly when poured in.

In fact, apart from washing clothes, Widow Wang was reluctant to use the foreign porcelain basin at other times. She just carried three or two pieces of rags and trousers for others to see.

"Sister~, are you here to wash clothes again?"

Two women holding wooden basins and squatting on the river rocks, beating their clothes with wooden sticks, saw Widow Wang and greeted her from afar.

"Yeah, isn't it almost summer? I sweat a lot, so I need to change it frequently~"

Widow Wang held the porcelain basin high in her hand, and those who didn't know it thought she was holding a cornucopia.

In this remote place, having a foreign gadget is a way to gain face.

Matches cost a few bucks per box. Who else but the village chief would be willing to use them?

"That porcelain basin of yours is really nice. It hasn't changed even after using it for a year."

"Although foreigners are cowards, their things are really useful!" Widow Wang nodded proudly.

Her little feet walked all the way up the waterline. She carried the porcelain basin and used the water for her "first time" washing clothes. The women did not dare to say anything more.

After enjoying enough compliments, Widow Wang squatted on the river rocks and started rubbing her clothes.

If there was a washboard in a man's house, she could only wash it with her own hands. Fortunately, the clothes were washed frequently and they were not dirty.

Plop!

A huge stone fell from above and wet Widow Wang's blue floral dress.

"It must be some bachelor who is peeking."

Widow Wang was not angry either. She was wondering if someone had given a signal and was preparing to climb the courtyard wall in the middle of the night.

You are a widow and you can’t think about a man anymore?

Women washing clothes would get wet to some extent, and men farming would pass by and look at them sideways with their faces turning red.

When crossing the bridge upstream, the nearest Widow Wang was about five or six feet away. She couldn't see anything even if she was blinded, but everyone liked this tune.

Widow Wang was just about to lay out her clothes, wring them out and go home, when she saw a fish floating up with a white belly.

Dead fish are not clean. If you encounter them, there must be a problem with the water source.

This fish was different. It floated up to the surface of the river, rolled around, and then burrowed into the river. However, it didn't have enough energy to drill a few meters. The fish's belly was white in the sky, and it looked like it was dead.

Plop!

The water exploded again.

Only then did Widow Wang realize that what fell upstream was a fish, not a stone.

"Someone spread the anesthetic?"

When the fish floated up with its white belly, Widow Wang grabbed the porcelain basin and fished it out. More than six taels of fat fish were still flopping in the porcelain basin.

Since it is not a dead fish, you can make more money if you catch more, and you will regret it if you catch less.

In a short time, more and more fish fell from the upper reaches.

On this day, all the peasant women doing laundry returned home with their loads.

The smoke rises and the aroma of fish fills the entire village.

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After walking for several miles, Wang Dahai finally arrived at a neighboring village with a basket hanging on his shoulder.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Stomach upset!"

The man carrying the hoe walked halfway, dropped the hoe, ran into the grass, unfastened his belt and squatted down.

The stench was choking.

“No shame or shame”

Wang Dahai raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to pinch his nose. He was a lazy man and had never done anything like defecating anywhere.

"It hurts my stomach, ouch~"

In the grass on the other side of the road, a man walked out with his pants held up.

"What's wrong with your village? Is there dysentery in your village?"

"I don't know, I guess there are bugs in my stomach, so I have to let the ladies at home dry some pumpkin seeds. Ouch..."

"Is it so bad? I can't take advantage of it."

I threw away the idea of ​​going to Widow Wang's house for a meal.

Wang Dahai quickened his pace and met many people with diarrhea along the way. Those who couldn't find any grass would just take off their pants/trousers on their own field, so as not to let the fat water flow to other people's fields.

When we came to the river, there were many people waiting for the fish. They were all people from neighboring villages who had gotten the news.

The fish disaster is also said to be pleasant, but only a dozen fish can float in an hour.

The size of the fish is not small, and I don’t know what happened upstream.

"Hey, I'm getting rich!"

Wang Dahai rushed upstream and threw the basket into the river. One end of a thick hemp rope was tied to the basket and the other to his waist.

Just relax and take a nap on the shore.

Pulling up the basket, there are more than a dozen fat fish living in it. Just looking at it makes me want to swallow my saliva.

It's really strange that these fish don't jump out even after entering the basket.

Lazy people behave like lazy people. Wang Dahai stopped after catching half a basket of fish. He waved his hand to the man who had piled three large baskets of fish at the bottom of the river and had not yet taken his hands, rolled up his sleeves and turned to leave.

"The fine silk blows to the courtyard

Shaking spring like a thread.

Pause for a while to read the flowers

Didn't know that Linghua stole half of someone's face?

The colorful clouds are drifting away. "

After catching the fat fish/meat, Wang Dahai was so happy that he sang "A Dream in the Garden" and stepped on his toes.

The Kunqu opera excerpted from "The Peony Pavilion" happened to be heard by Wang Dahai when he went to the provincial capital earlier, and it happened that Marshal Dalong was marrying his wife to set up a stage for the opera.

The tune he sang was not in tune, and the music was not smooth, but he was happy in his heart.

Who wouldn't be happy if you picked up a dozen big fat fish for nothing?

After walking for a while, I returned to the village entrance and saw Ahao walking around scratching his head.

"Ah Hao, what's wrong?"

"Uncle Wang, it's nothing..."

Ah Hao was a little hard to say.

"The fish I bought for my master was lost."

"Didn't you tie the straw rope? How did you lose it?"

Ahao hesitated and said: "Let Heizi take it in his mouth."

Heizi is a black dog raised by a Taoist family, but after a little zombie came to the house, the black dog was taken to another house.

Ah Hao often goes to see it, but he didn’t expect the black dog to snatch his fish today.

"Just lost the fish? I thought it was such a big deal!"

Wang Dahai slapped his chest, grabbed the basket on his shoulder and smashed it to the ground. One after another, the fat fish still opened its mouth.

Ahao's eyes lit up, "You've become rich, Uncle Wang."

"Does that need to be said?" Wang Dahai urged, "Hurry up and catch two. I have to go back to the water to raise them."

"Uncle Wang, when are you going to pick up fish again? Just take me with you?"

Ah Hao was not stupid. He caught two small fish that were similar to the ones he had thrown away. He broke off some grass on the roadside and tied the fish on a skewer, fearing that Taoist Yimei would notice something fishy.

"I'll go back and rest first, tomorrow morning."

It's time for lazy Wang to go back to sleep.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang. I'm going back first. It's been almost an hour and my master is definitely angry!"

"Jog more, don't lose another fish"

Wang Dahai picked up the fish basket, staggered home to the tune of "The Peony Pavilion".