"But we're short by one."
"No worries, we'll catch a few more. The fish here are so dumb, they bite on anything you use as bait."
Hearing him say that, Ye Anqi couldn't help laughing, "You're right, then you handle the fish, and I'll catch two more."
Ya Shitian saw her interest in fishing and did not stop her.
Ye Anqi sat on the bank, holding the fishing rod, eagerly waiting for the fish to bite.
Suddenly, the float bobbed forcefully a couple of times, and Ye Anqi was thrilled inside, quickly reeling in the line.
What she pulled up was a large, pitch-black, slippery thing.
The thing was so ugly that Ye Anqi was startled; she stepped backward and fell hard to the ground.
There were many small stones on the ground, and it was very painful when she fell.
Ya Shitian quickly rushed over, helping her up, "How is it, did you hurt yourself?"
"I'm okay..."
"How could you be so careless?"
With the fishing rod still in her hand, Ye Anqi, still shaken, handed it to him.
