The village beauty and me!

The room fell silent; no one dared to utter another word of jest.

Chen Huan originally planned to ride his bike back first.

After all, staying here won't get you any fish; it'll only make you more frustrated and angry.

If you can't resist causing someone's death, it's really not worth it.

Seeing that he seemed to be leaving, Zhao Dashan started nagging again, "Is he going back? Is he having diarrhea because he can't get the fish?"

"Don't say the people of Lotus Village aren't giving you a way to survive. If you want to catch fish, you can go upstream."

"That's outside the village, nobody cares about it."

Zhao Dashan's words made Chen Huan stop in his tracks.

He frowned and glanced upstream.

The waterways in Lotus Village also have defined boundaries; that is, the portion extending beyond the village's boundaries theoretically does not belong to the village.

However, because the area is at a relatively high altitude, there is a section where the water is very shallow, only about ten centimeters deep.

While the stream wouldn't completely dry up, it would be entirely impossible for any fish to survive.

They're at most tiny fish fry, about the thickness of a finger.

There's no way there could be any snakehead fish there, much less any snakehead fish that could be sold for money.

However, after carefully examining the vehicle, Chen Huan immediately turned on the farm tricycle, revved the engine, and turned it around, heading upstream.

  

He even deliberately rushed past Zhao Dashan and the others, scaring them so much that they ran away with their heads in their hands and fell to the ground.

"You damn bastard, what good is it to act tough with us poor folks?"

"Go upstream, you won't even catch a tadpole, you big idiot!" Zhao Dashan cursed from behind.

Zhao Siming said with a gloomy face, "Let's go and see. I have a feeling this kid is up to something again."

Chen Huan quickly arrived at the shallow beach.

Sure enough, apart from some tadpoles and toads, there were only small fish fry and nothing else.

However, at this moment, Chen Huan took out a golden, bean-like object from his pocket and then smiled.

He muttered to himself, "I wonder if the effects of this golden elixir can reach downstream."

"We have to catch the fish today no matter what. We can't let those bastards surnamed Zhao laugh at me."

"It's all thanks to you." Chen Huan kept rambling on and on, looking at the golden pill in his hand.

"Is this kid possessed? Will he go crazy if we don't let him catch fish?" Zhao Dashan and a few others followed breathlessly, standing about ten meters away and mocking him.

They considered this distance to be relatively safe. If Chen Huan wanted to run over, they could evacuate in time. Anyway, whoever ran the slowest would be the one who suffered.

"Catching fish here isn't illegal, right?" Chen Huan asked loudly on purpose.

"Of course it's not illegal. As long as you can catch fish, they're yours. Nobody cares."

"Anyone who cares is a bastard," Zhao Dashan retorted at the same volume.

"Alright, I've recorded all the evidence." Chen Huan quietly turned on his phone.

Next, he squatted down in the shallows, pretended to wash his hands, and sank half of the golden pill into the mud and sand at the bottom of the water.

This stuff melts in your mouth, but it takes a considerable amount of time to completely dissolve in mud and sand.

"What is he doing?"

"Is he just bluffing?" Zhao Dashan and the others craned their necks, trying to see what Chen Huan was doing, but after looking for a long time, they still couldn't figure it out.

The consensus was that Chen Huan was deliberately putting on an act.

But soon they realized something was wrong.

A large number of small fish and shrimp gathered around the spot where Chen Huan was washing her hands.

At the beginning, there weren't many of them, so Zhao Dashan and the others couldn't see them at all.

A few minutes later, the small fish and shrimp had crowded together in a dense layer, so much so that even they could see them clearly.

Meanwhile, other strange things also happened.

There were many large river fish, including crucian carp, common carp, and snakehead.

As if summoned by some force, these fish raced upstream against the swift current.

"What's wrong?"

"Are these fish crazy? Why do they keep going upstream to the shallows?" Zhao Dashan and the others were dumbfounded.

Before they could figure out what was going on, several of the strongest blackfish had already rushed to the shallows and were heading straight for Chen Huan.

Chen Huan grinned, reached out and grabbed a large black fish weighing four or five pounds, then tossed it into the head behind him.

The movements were precise and executed in one smooth motion.

Then comes the second and the third.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Huan had already caught more than a dozen.

Even so, the number of fish gathering in front of him continued to increase.

When Zhao Siming arrived after hearing the news, he was so frightened by the scene before him that his scalp tingled.

"My goodness, what's going on?"

"Could this be some kind of ominous sign? Is an earthquake coming?"

"Are these fish out of their minds?" Zhao Siming stood there in a daze.

At this moment, Zhao Dashan reminded him, "Dad, you'd better think of a solution quickly."

"That kid Chen Huan caught all these blackfish; that's a lot of money."

"I was originally planning to send someone to retrieve it in a couple of days, but what do we do now?"

Zhao Siming immediately realized what was happening and rushed over to try and stop him.

"Chen Huan, stop what you're doing right now!"

"You caught fish from our Lotus Village!"

Chen Huan curled her lip, catching fish as she retorted, "Bullshit! Which bastard just said catching fish here isn't illegal?"

"Besides, this shallow beach doesn't even belong to Lotus Village."

Zhao Siming was so angry that his high blood pressure flared up. "But, but these fish swam over from the direction of Lotus Village!"

Chen Huan shrugged. "Could it be that these fish have names written on them? Are they surnamed Zhao or something?"

"This river is so big, the fish can stay wherever they want. No matter how powerful you are, Village Chief Zhao, you can't control this place, can you?"

"If you're so capable, then send someone to arrest me."

Zhao Siming was at a loss, after all, what Chen Huan said made perfect sense.

In the end, they could only watch helplessly as Chen Huan filled an entire plastic bucket with fish.

There are probably thirty or forty of them.

At this time, the half of the golden pill at the bottom of the water had almost completely melted.

Eventually, all the fish, shrimp, and crabs, big and small, began to scatter and leave, as if nothing had ever happened there.

Chen Huan glanced at them and roughly estimated that these fish must weigh at least two hundred pounds.

"That's enough. One shouldn't be too greedy."

"We'll catch the rest tomorrow," he muttered to himself, speaking quite loudly so that the Zhao family members would hear.

Finally, under their envious gazes, he got on the three-wheeled farm vehicle and drove away.

"Dad, do you think this kid is possessed by a ghost?"

"Those fish were like they were possessed, jumping all the way to his hand," Zhao Dashan said, his face full of doubt.

Zhao Siming thought for a moment, "Tonight, let's find a clever person to go to his house and find out what's going on. This kid is really a bit strange."