Chapter 808
As Liu Ying had said, her hometown was a coastal fishing village located south of Binhai City .
When she was young, her parents were busy all day long, either fishing in the sea or selling fish . Her family was doing well economically, but at the cost that she barely saw her parents . She was brought up by her grandmother, which made her shy and introverted . After attending college and joining the workforce, she made a continuous effort to make herself more extroverted, as her work demanded .
Her grandmother had weak legs and didn't feel safe letting her play outside with other kids . Back then, human trafficking in the neighboring village was a big deal . Rumors said that human traffickers from other places had already arrived and kidnapped a few kids in the neighboring village . As the stories circulated, nobody could find out whether or not they were true . But her grandmother believed them . She kept her at home and didn't allow her to go outside .
Little Liu Ying felt that her grandmother favored boys over girls in some way . Maybe if she were a boy her grandmother would have brought her outside to play, even if she had weak legs .
There was nothing to play with at home . There was no cable for the television, and they could only receive a limited few channels with a deciphered satellite receiver . There were foreign channels, but the signal was bad . They often received nothing but static noise .
Liu Ying was bored at home . She was always clinging to her grandmother, asking her to tell her stories and play with her .
Her grandmother might have been annoyed by that . It interrupted her house work . Moreover, her grandmother was heavily addicted to Mahjong and had to play with other older women in the village each afternoon, rain or shine . One day, her grandmother brought back a few small fish for her and asked her to keep them as pets . Then she locked the yard door and headed to the Mahjong table, worrying that she might lose her spot if she arrived late .
The so-called small fish were, in fact, Crucian carps and loaches . Her grandmother might have caught them in the river by the village .
Back then, it was easy to catch fish from the river . All one had to do was roll some netting into a pocket shape, put some rice or bread crumbs inside, and sink it into the river . After a few minutes, some dumb Crucian carps would get into the net .
Later on, the method was no longer feasible . As the industrial pollution worsened near the village, fish were barely caught in the river .
Catching fish in the river had always been the monopoly of boys in the village . After getting the small fish, Liu Ying was very happy . She had new buddies, which made the afternoons less lonely when her grandmother was not home .
There was a small empty vat in the yard . Little Liu Ying filled it with water and kept the Crucian carps and loaches inside .
Crucian Carps and loaches were very tough . As long as you didn't try too hard, it was hard to kill them . A few rice grains and bread crumbs every few days were enough to keep them alive .
"Now when I look back, I was not treating them as pets at all . They were just tools to make me less lonely . I've done horrible things to them out of boredom…" Liu Ying said with regret .
There were fish hooks sold for 20 cents each in the small convenience store of the village . She made an excuse that she was craving popsicles and asked for some money from her grandmother to buy a fish hook . She then tied the hook to an end of a cotton thread from the sewing machine and hooked a rice grain at the tip . She started fishing, mimicking the others .
It was easy to hook Crucian carps and loaches . They fought over the rice grains as if they were starving . Soon, a Crucian carp took a bite .
Little Liu Ying lifted the cotton thread excitedly, but the Crucian carp struggled fiercely––much harder than she had thought . It broke the cotton thread and fell on the yellow dirt .
As it flopped, it was covered with dirt, like a fish coated with flour before going to the frying pan .
She panicked and tried to pick up the Crucian carp and put it back into the vat, but the scales were slippery, and the dying fish was fighting hard . She couldn't grab the fish firmly . Instead, the hook pierced into her finger . It was quite deep . Crimson blood gushed out immediately .
She cried hard in pain . As she loosened her hands, the Crucian carp fell back to the ground, and stopped moving after a few more flops .
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