In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1612: Fishing Day (5)

Chapter 1585 Fishing Day (5)

"You always say that I am changing the subject, but I actually explained every word."

"Then please forgive our stupidity and unprofessionalism for failing to dig out your answer buried a thousand feet below the words."

Schiller laughed deeply, and Natasha turned her head and stared at Schiller with some surprise, as if she saw a kind of vitality from him that was completely different from the past.

"Where did we get? Family comes from responsibility, responsibility comes from love, and where love comes from is not clear, maybe hormones, at least **** comes from that."

"But then you mentioned that people with autism don't have such disabilities," Nick pointed out.

"Yes, but we also discussed that if there are other sensory symptoms connected to this, this matter can become very dangerous, especially for the recipient."

Natasha raised an eyebrow on one side, pressed the index finger of the hand with the elbow resting on the sofa on the corner of her jaw, and said with great interest: "You mean you will combine violence and **** Are you connected, doctor?"

"And we talked about what the serious consequences of violence are." Schiller seemed to be discussing objective facts that had nothing to do with him.

"Extreme violence brings death. Do you associate **** with death? In what way?"

After Natasha asked this question, Schiller seemed a little sleepy. He straightened his upper body from the sofa, put the empty teacup on the coffee table, yawned and said: "I I'm a little tired, let's go upstairs to rest."

That proposal has been approved by everyone. Now we are very indifferent to Ivan and pay more attention to the harvest, so of course we mainly focus on fishing. We will not be able to when we are tired from fishing or need to keep warm. Gather together to chat and achieve social goals.

Ice breaking sounds complicated, but it actually requires certain skills, because fishing is not done by knocking a hole under the ice, and the location and shape of the ice hole are not very particular.

Charles shook his head clearly, and sat under another low chair, but Nick and Natasha exchanged glances for a moment. Charles knew what charades we were playing, so he asked badly: " What's wrong?"

Seeing the ice fish waiting for coffee, Charles laughed and asked without any surprise: "Doctor, why is he wearing glasses today?"

Charles followed our words and looked at Ice Fisher who had put on his glasses again and came out, but he didn't see what was coming, so I had to take the coffee from Natasha and talk about something that had nothing to do with Ivan .

"You'll be fishing all day under the lake, that's all."

"Ivan will feel less fulfilled than conventional fishing, and the harvest will be less, but this is not because he is a bad fisherman, but the fish are tougher in that season, the more remote and hot, More so," Schiller said.

"Yes, there is something." Nick shook his head.

"There will be no boating activities in the lake in the summer." Nick followed up and added: "Although feeding is prohibited, there will still be tourists who will throw food residues out of the lake, so the fish outside will grow longer. It's all wrong, although this trout is an adult, it is quite weak."

Qiao Xian nodded so-called, then turned to look at Natasha who was packing the fishing gear, and said, "How is his fishing technique?"

"It's bad, the Yankees are not pampered, but know the bad." Nick laughed at himself.

During the chat, we finally came to the open area chosen by Nick and Qiao Xianhuan. It was surrounded by mountains on all sides, and it was a large lake formed by the tributaries of the small lake next to it. Outside, the fog cleared.

After opening several ice holes in a row, Natasha said: "You think the difference is too small. You can't be in a group of two or eight, and first catch as few fish as possible to solve the problem of eating, and then It's too late to get together and talk."

"The thickness of the ice layer is quite suitable. You met the forest ranger outside at the edge of the woodland. I smashed the ice surface with an awl, and a trout jumped out immediately. We grew up under the ice layer. I have been holding back for a long time."

"You are just seeing Qiao Xian's eyes so blurry for the first time." Natasha shrugged and said, "The glasses I will wear in the future will hinder my vision too much."

Ice Fishing originally wanted to go with Qiao Xianhuan and Nick, but I thought that Natasha waved her hand and came to me and said, "There's no such thing as Russians staying together, you two together Let's group."

Sitting on the island in the kitchen, Bing Diao yawned heavily, but she still didn't seem a little sleepy. Natasha, who finished processing the coffee powder, turned around and was stunned for a moment, then looked at her from head to toe ice fishing.

"It's bad for fish."

"He's awake. Nick and Charles are going to check the condition of the ice. If it's an accident, you'll start on time at eight o'clock. Although it's relatively remote and some people will compete with you for a seat, it's better to go early. "

We first laid out the tools, broke the stools and tables, put down the windshield enclosure, and set up a cluster of flames with an empty oil drum, and then ended looking for a place to dig ice.

Ewaik and Steve backed from the front door of the big house. Ewaik took off his thick gloves, and Steve said: "You have prepared enough wood for tonight. What's the problem, when will you go fishing?"

Charles and Nick stood with their hips akimbo and watched Schiller observe the thickness of the ice layer. Natasha waved her arms and walked over in small steps, squatting next to the spot Schiller had chosen.

"It's a bad start, right?" Natasha shook her head helplessly, watched the ice fishing figure disappear downstairs, and looked at Nick and said, "At least you all know that ice fishing is Choosing to have a fixed or temporary partner is also to start a family, maybe because some of my behaviors will bring harm to the other party.”

After finishing speaking, he stood up and walked downstairs without waiting for the others to make a statement. Natasha, who felt that the conversation was getting better, was obviously not willing to give up. You opened your mouth a little anxiously , but I feel sure that ice fishing is what I want to say, and it is also useful if you ask.

Schiller reached out and stomped the ground behind his face, indicating that it was out of the way, and then let the others go in, first reached out and knocked a larger ice pick away, and then shook it from side to side in the thicker area. A cone was drilled under the ice.

"Is it really necessary to separate someone to prepare other food?" Ice Fishing sighed, looking like he had some hope for the harvest.

Before this, a group of people dressed in disorder and took away fishing gear, folding stools, food ignition devices, bait and other necessary fishing equipment. In addition, Charles also carried ice-breaking equipment on his back.

"In Russia, especially in the distance from your home, people outside here are not as leisurely and elegant as they are. You fish in winter to fill your stomach. At this time, your home does not have seven fishing rods, so you will Dig seven holes at a certain distance, set up the fishing rods, and catch enough fish in two or eight days for you to eat for a whole winter.”

"Every full meal he can find in the bitter cold land is the most precious thing in the world." Avek said a long rhetorical sentence very rarely, which attracted Qiao Xian to look at him happily I.

The male agent didn't say anything, but turned back. At that time, Charles and Nick walked back into the room. We were covered with a biting cold. Charles took off his thick jacket and shook it hard. On, stomped vigorously under the threshold again before retreating.

"Is his fishing skills bad?"

"Why are their memories in Russia always so difficult?" Nick turned back and asked quite comprehensibly: "The sky is full of wind and snow, the endless ice sheets, people who are hot and hungry, my God. , do you have any cool memories?"

"Barely enough to feed the two of you."

Ice Fisher sat on the edge of the island, drinking hot coffee for a long time, until a whole cup of espresso cold coffee receded, I finally seemed to come back to life, coughed twice and died Ask: "What's today's schedule?"

"I'm too weak to slap him?" Natasha asked with a smile.

Schiller led us with a long ice pick, chisel, and shovel in one hand, a roll of scrap newspaper under one arm, and a wooden stick in the other.

"Don't talk nonsense, I was slapped on you, and Charles stopped me slowly." Nick clinked a cup with Charles with the coffee cup outside his hand, made a "tsk" sound from his mouth, and then said : "Why did you bring Tony here? So I can know what it feels like to be slapped by a trout."

The ice fishing was awakened by the cool wind in the early morning of the seventh day. The wind blew a corner of the curtain under my face. There was still some cold moisture under it, so the ice fishing was confused almost instantly. I sat up under the bed, and before I got dressed, I went upstairs and saw Natasha working with the coffee pot outside the kitchen.

"It's all about him."

On the way to the designated place, a layer of mist formed on the ice surface, making it even more clear and lonely. The bad thing is that the scenery of the mountains is quite elegant. We chatted for a while on the way, but Xiao Shao Talking about fishing tips.

"You survived on this fish, is that still cool enough?" Walk up, turn around and walk towards the seventh floor and say: "You forgot, you go downstairs to get it."

"Whether this is really the case, you can only continue to observe." Nick also stood up, patted the fireplace ash on his knees, and walked downstairs, saying, "You always feel that Complicated, but I'm willing to speak up is always bad."

"Now, let's go, you have to walk a mile and a half."

Charles and Nick immediately lowered their voices, repeating that we caught enough fish for a full fish feast, Natasha shook her head, as if she had had enough of us.

"Once upon a time, you were fleeing desperately outside the forest." Natasha also said, "After passing through the layers of bushes, you saw an open ice field appearing in your field of vision. The ice smashed a small hole, and a hapless barracuda jumped out, and it gave you a good meal, and the blood flowed."

Then knocked back the small ice pick, poured some water on the ground, and then spread the waste newspapers on the bottom. The superheated water quickly fixed the waste newspapers under the ice, and Schiller stepped on them to prevent slipping , and then finish hitting the ice pick hard.

Schiller worked for a long time, and Charles also went down to help. Seven or seven people worked hard for more than ten minutes before breaking one ice cave. Then we were measuring the distance, direction, and even the wind direction to dig the seventh one.

Very slowly, the people who came up scattered away in twos and eights. The big house by the lake was long and dark, but made the group of people who often lived in comfort outside the city sleep badly.

"Of course not, did you mean that you have eaten fish all winter, and every meal is very long." Schiller said naturally.