C38 A Note

That night, Liu Sanshun had been in Hao Dali's live broadcast room. He watched the number of people in his live broadcast room go from one digit to two digits, and then almost broke through to three digits.

It was too terrifying. Hao Dali actually did not do anything. He only relied on his glib tongue to chat with everyone. He also introduced some things that were unique to the Hezhe Tribe, about food, clothing, and the lives of the villagers.

The content was very daily and also very common. At first, Hao Dali was full of passion, but after chatting, he became relaxed. He even talked about the time when he was dating, fighting, and skipping school with his female classmates when he was in school.

There was also the interesting matter of being a northeastern child when he was young.

There was also the story of Wusurijiang and the Hezhe clan.

Liu Sanshun became fascinated as he listened. Then, he discovered Hao Dali's advantage.

When this kid was telling stories, he was especially good at substituting emotions and controlling the rhythm very well.

The same story, when told by Liu Sanshun, was like a wild horse riding on a wild horse, and when it came to Hao Dali, it was a gradual process.

However, after watching for more than two hours, Liu Sanshun still gave Hao Dali an evaluation.

There were too many tricks, and they lacked sincerity!

Although he pretended to be like that, Hao Dali was, after all, only 18 years old. He did not have many life experiences. Sometimes, pretending to be deep and profound made people look especially out of tune and awkward.

As he watched, the number of people in the live broadcast room became fewer and fewer. When it was almost nine o'clock at night, there were only about 20 people left.

Presumably, Hao Dali had no more topics to talk about. He was still looking for words when suddenly, a figure appeared in the screen. The voice from outside the picture was also transmitted very quickly.

"Little brat, it's not over, right? Did I tell you? Don't learn from me. Your brother is not doing proper work, yet you insist that you can earn big money. Tell me, how much did you earn? "

The voice was of course Liu Sanshun's uncle, Hao Satellite. He spoke in a strange tone, as if he had kicked Hao Dali.

"Dad. . . Didn't we agree that it would be nine o'clock? It's not time yet. . . My live broadcast is for fun. What money do you want to make? When did I say that I wanted to make money with this. . . "

Hao Dali tried his best to explain in the live broadcast room. Hao Satellite did not spoil him. He grabbed his ear and carried him into the room.

"What are you playing at? Let me tell you, we don't do this even if we earn money. It's even worse if we play. Hurry up and go to sleep. You have to wake up before five o'clock tomorrow morning. Go fishing with me!"

Seeing this scene, not only did Liu Sanshun laugh, but the live broadcast room also burst into laughter and flooded the screen.

"In the past, there was a streamer who was very awesome. Later, his father came. "

"Don't be a coward, live streamer. You have to prove to your father with your own strength. . . You can tell him a story about whether a fish has a mother or not. "

"Hahahahaha, I really can't hold it in anymore. This streamer is too funny. "

"What are you laughing at? Let's go. This one is finished. Let's go to the next one. "

"What do you mean by finished? I think this streamer is quite talented. Although he is young, he speaks the truth. Ordinary big streamers won't be able to defeat him. "

"Is talent useful? In front of his father, any talent is just cannon fodder. Tomorrow, he will go fishing obediently. "

"Speaking of this, I think of another live streamer. That guy keeps saying that he wants to learn how to fish skin painting, but in the end, he runs into walls everywhere. He hasn't been online for the whole day, so I don't know. Did he get the Iron Shovel Hero to open the ladle? "

"What kind of joke is the Iron Shovel Hero?"

"It's a long story. . . "

Liu Sanshun saw it clearly on the phone. He was angry and thought, Aren't you sick? What are you saying about other streamers. . .

If these people knew that the streamers who wanted to learn fishskin paintings were cousins to the streamers today, they would probably laugh until their stomachs burst.

Just as the person in the live broadcast room was about to tell a story about the Iron Shovel Hero, the live broadcast room suddenly closed.

Don't ask, Hao Dali must have made his father curse and forced him to turn off the live broadcast room.

Liu Sanshun wanted to laugh a little, but the haze in the day almost dissipated in an instant.

No matter what, he was still free. At the very least, no one would force him to turn off the live broadcast room.

Dali, Dali, it looks like you're still too inexperienced.

Liu Sanshun tossed and turned for a while before he finally fell into a deep sleep.

The night passed without a word.

Perhaps it was because he slept early, but when he woke up the next morning, it was less than five.

After getting up and washing his face with cold water, Liu Sanshun quickly regained his spirits. He put on his clothes and walked towards Hao Satellite Town.

He had not gone to learn how to fish skin paintings for the past two days. He still had to go and help his uncle fish. After all, he often freeloaded from others. It was not like Hao Dali could work. If he did not go and help, Hao Satellite would really die of anger.

Hao Satellite happened to be about to set off. When he saw Liu Sanshun, he was very surprised. He deliberately looked up to the sky and found that the sun had indeed come from the east.

Liu Sanshun smiled and said, "Uncle, can you not look at me like that? No matter what, I'm your nephew. How can I not help you? Hurry up and leave. There won't be any fish in a while. "

Hao Satellite also smiled. He slapped Liu Sanshun and Hao Dali's heads and happily brought the two young men to work.

Perhaps, this silly nephew really got it.

As usual, there were still many people fishing by the river. But in the past few days, not many fish were caught at home. The reason was that the opening of the river was about to pass, and so many people were crowding together to catch fish. Where would they get so many fish?

In Little River Village, other than Old Ma's family, which had its own section of the river, there was also the old black cloth. He had his own unique method to find a place where the school of fish gathered.

The rest of the people were about the same.

Liu Sanshun was busy as he looked around. In his heart, he had been waiting for someone to appear.

It had been two days since he last saw Fu Xiaoqing.

He didn't know what she had been doing these two days. Did she go on blind dates again. . .

Seeing Liu Sanshun looking around, Hao Satellite had long guessed what he was thinking. He slapped him on the head again.

"Stinking brat, I was wondering why you were willing to work for me today and took the initiative to work for me. So you were thinking about other girls, right?"

"No way. . . I was just casually looking around. "

Liu Sanshun immediately denied it.

"Come with me to sell fish in town later. And you too, let's go together. "

Hao Satellite pointed at Liu Sanshun and Hao Dali and said, "I don't believe that I can't get you two brats together!"

Actually, Liu Sanshun did not want to go to town from the bottom of his heart. His current thoughts were not about selling fish at all. He only wanted to meet Fu Xiaoqing and ask her a few questions personally.

These questions had been bothering him for the whole day.

Just as he wanted to find an excuse to refuse, Hao Dali suddenly used his arm to poke him while Hao Satellite was not paying attention.

"Brother, just now, Li Caixia gave me a note and said it was for you. "

Liu Sanshun was stunned. He wondered what Li Caixia meant. Why did she secretly give him a piece of paper?

Could it be that she was interested in him?

But that shouldn't be the case. . .

He opened the note in confusion, only to see a few scrawled words written on it.

"After dusk, next to the river, the old place. "

This was. . . Fu Xiaoqing's handwriting.

Liu Sanshun's heart skipped a beat and he was overjoyed.

Fu Xiaoqing actually took the initiative to ask him out.

But where was she just now? Why didn't she see her?

Liu Sanshun raised his head and looked around, but he still didn't see Fu Xiaoqing.

If that was the case, then let's meet after dusk.