Reborn in the 1980s: Nine Stunning Beauties Get Pregnant Before Marriage

After catching a few fish, the float sank again and remained still for a long time.

Liang Meie poked at the dying fire in the stove, added some charcoal, and reheated the sweet potatoes that had been roasted earlier.

"Have something warm to eat first, rest for a while before you go fishing," she said, handing it to him.

Chen Yongqiang put down his fishing rod, took the sweet potato, tossed it around in his hand a couple of times, and then broke it open. He was indeed a little hungry.

Liang Meie took one for herself: "The sweet potato seeds you got here are really amazing. They're sweet, mealy, and the yield is incredibly high. I was so glad I followed you that season to plant them."

After the household responsibility system was implemented, she immediately followed Chen Yongqiang's method and planted this new variety on the land she was allocated. The autumn harvest filled the house, enough to feed the family until the spring famine next year.

"No matter how delicious something is, you can't eat it every day." Chen Yongqiang finished half a sweet potato in a few bites, but his thoughts seemed to drift further away.

He had long planned that if sweet potatoes could be processed into vermicelli, dried sweet potatoes, or even brewed, their value could increase several times over.

However, at present, only Liang Meie's family is following him in planting, and the scale is too small to form a significant impact. This idea can only be discussed again next year.

Liang Meie seemed to suddenly remember something, and gestured with her chin towards the tent entrance: "Does your wolfhound eat sweet potatoes?"

"It doesn't eat that," Chen Yongqiang said, bending down and pulling the smallest carp out of the bucket, which he estimated to weigh more than two pounds.

He pulled back a crack in the tent flap, and with a flick of his arm, the fish landed on the ice in front of Sirius.

Sirius simply lowered its head to sniff, then opened its mouth and bit down, its sharp teeth piercing the fish's body as it silently and efficiently began to eat.

"You're really generous!" Liang Meie muttered under her breath as she watched.

"In this village, who doesn't feed their dog leftovers? Who feeds them a whole fish?"

Chen Yongqiang sat back down: "It's different."

How can an ordinary mongrel compare to this contracted wolf? In recent days, the wolf's growth and spirituality have far exceeded expectations.

If, as the system information suggests, we are to explore the secrets deep within the Wild Boar King's lair, the unknown dangers there will likely depend heavily on this Sirius.

After a quick bite, Chen Yongqiang picked up his fishing rod again.

The fishing was indeed good in the afternoon. The float moved occasionally, and although it wasn't as continuous as in the morning, I still caught a few more fish, mainly crucian carp and common carp.

As the sun began to set, Liang Meie started to tally up the day's catch, her voice brimming with barely suppressed joy: "...nine, ten, eleven, twelve...thirteen crucian carp, eight carp, and two grass carp." She counted.

"These fish can be sold for a good amount of money at the market."

Just as Chen Yongqiang was about to put away his last line and head home, the float suddenly sank downwards with a force completely different from before.

He reacted extremely quickly, lifting the rod in one smooth motion, causing the spool to creak as it was dragged along!

"Another one! What's this one? A big one?" Liang Meie looked over at the sound and saw Chen Yongqiang holding the rod with both hands, clearly indicating that the underwater creature was extremely powerful.

"I don't know yet," Chen Yongqiang said, feeling the intense pulling force transmitted through the fishing line.

The ice cave was churning with a loud splashing sound as the giant underwater object stirred the water, which then splashed onto the surrounding ice surface and quickly condensed into tiny ice beads.

After more than ten minutes of patient struggle, the underwater struggle finally gradually weakened.

Chen Yongqiang slowly reeled in the fishing line. With a splash, the water broke open, and a huge, silvery-gray shadow was pulled out of the ice hole.

It was a fathead fish, almost half the length of a person, with its round head standing out prominently, and its gills were rapidly opening and closing.

"My God!" Liang Meie exclaimed, covering her mouth in shock.

He then couldn't help but laugh out loud, pointing at the fish head and gesturing, "This fish head looks a whole size bigger than mine!"

Chen Yongqiang stepped on the still wriggling fish to prevent it from sliding back into the ice hole. "I didn't expect to catch such a great fish as the last one before I finished fishing."

Liang Meie was already beaming with joy: "It's bigger than those two grass carp combined."

Chen Yongqiang packed up his fishing rod and, together with Liang Meie, finished packing. Everything was reloaded onto the sled, with the conspicuous large fish secured on top.

"Let's go," Chen Yongqiang called out, pulling the sled. Tianlang immediately followed, just as he had come.

"You go sell the fish tomorrow, I'll fish myself," Chen Yongqiang said to Liang Meie as he pulled the sled. The two had a tacit understanding about their division of labor.

"Okay." Liang Meie readily agreed. This was the original plan: Chen Yongqiang would fish, and she would sell the fish.

She looked at the large, fat head that was tied up separately, and then worried: "It's this big guy. It's too big to be easily bought or eaten by ordinary people, so it's probably hard to sell."

"Go directly to the state-run restaurant in town and find Director Yao," Chen Yongqiang had already planned.

"When we last met, she mentioned that she needed some rare items to make a good impression around the end of the year. This chubby one is just what we need."

Liang Meie's eyes lit up: "You seem to know a lot about this. How about the price?"

"If she tries to bargain, the price can't be more than 10% lower than the market price. If she asks, just say it's a live fish caught by ice fishing in Qingshui Reservoir, and don't say anything more," Chen Yongqiang instructed carefully.

"I understand." Liang Meie felt reassured.

If we can establish a connection with state-run restaurants, we won't have to worry about sales when we occasionally have extra revenue.

She couldn't help but glance at Chen Yongqiang's calm profile again. This man always thought things through much more complicatedly than she did.

When Lin Xiulian returned home, she was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, with wisps of smoke rising from the chimney.

Hearing the commotion in the yard, he came out to check: "You're back! How was today's harvest?"

"Xiulian, come and take a look!" Liang Meie said excitedly.

He rushed to grab the big, fat fish tied with a rope, exclaiming, "Look at that fish head! It's probably bigger than your head!"

As Lin Xiulian approached and took a closer look, she couldn't help but exclaim softly, "Wow! It's huge!"

"Yes, it was the last cast I pulled up before reeling in the fish," Liang Meie explained.

"It should fetch a good price, right?" Lin Xiulian asked Chen Yongqiang, who was unloading the sled.

"The bigger the fish, the higher the price. I estimate it can sell for eight or nine yuan." Chen Yongqiang lifted the bucket containing the other fish catch down.

"That would be wonderful." Lin Xiulian stood up.

A gentle smile appeared on her face. "Sister-in-law Mei'e, why don't you eat here tonight? I stewed some sauerkraut. Since you brought back fresh fish, cut it into pieces and stew it together. It'll be a warm and comforting meal."

Liang Meie readily agreed: "Then I won't stand on ceremony with you."

After the meal, Liang Meie took away the fish she wanted to sell on a sled. Chen Yongqiang kept a few crucian carp. Lin Xiulian was good at eating wild game, but she could eat more fish.

"If only I could catch this many fish every day," Lin Xiulian murmured.