Song Tan's Notes

Around 7:30, it gradually got dark.

Song Sancheng called Song Tan, his voice weak: "Tan Tan, come pick us up with Yan Ping."

But some people were causing trouble at the guesthouse, so Zhang Yanping went to handle the reception work, and Song Tan then called Lu Chuan along.

He then declared, "My dad probably didn't catch any fish again."

Lu Chuan pondered for a moment: "Even if it's hard to catch, there are many of them, so they can still manage to catch a few. Don't laugh at them later."

Just as Song Tan was about to agree, he heard him say again, "Their families will laugh very hard, so the joke won't have any effect at this time. You can laugh after they've finished laughing."

That makes sense.

Every time Song Sancheng came up empty-handed, it was they who laughed the loudest.

Qiaoqiao, carrying a basket of cucumbers, walked by and nodded, "Then I'll laugh at them later."

Lu Chuan remained unfazed: "The fish in the river are too clever; they are indeed difficult to catch, but you can't blame them. Everyone likes you so much; if they even mock you, wouldn't they be heartbroken?"

Kind-hearted Qiaoqiao immediately softened: "Then don't laugh too hard, okay? I won't laugh anymore."

Song Tan: ...

Children who haven't experienced the trials of society won't thrive!

She's too easy to appease.

but……

There are no worries or sorrows in this way. Who can say that isn't a kind of happiness?

The two rode their bicycles quickly to the riverbank, started the small boat, and soon passed through the already dispersed netting, arriving at that auspicious spot.

Under the dim night sky, even the water ripples gradually became deep and terrifying. People stood on the shore, holding fishing rods and carrying buckets, with various fishing stools on their backs and empty bait boxes.

Everyone stood there, looking so melancholy they seemed about to turn into shadows.

Song Tan thought to himself: No doubt about it, he definitely didn't catch any fish.

The boat stopped, and she was about to call out when she saw a black figure approach, nimbly and quickly rushing onto the boat and swiftly reaching the bow amidst the swaying of the small vessel.

At this moment, his upper body was draped over the gunwale, his body stretched straight and smooth. His round body and equally round belly showed that he was definitely not hungry.

Huh?
Song Tan was somewhat surprised.

She looked at the tabby cat again and saw that it had already sat back down as if nothing had happened, now comfortably licking its paws and washing its face.

Whether someone has eaten enough or is comfortable is immediately apparent.

Ah this...

Song Tan and Lu Chuan looked at its size and felt that this cat had quite a big appetite.

If that's the case, then it can't be said that this group of people didn't get anything at all, right?
There's a difference between not catching one fish and catching two or three.

She opened her mouth to ask a question, but remembering Lu Chuan's instructions, she held back and simply addressed everyone:

"Hurry up and get on the boat!"

The group boarded the ship in silence, like puppets. They then found places to sit down and let out long sighs.

This state...

Actually, it's quite normal to catch no fish at all!
Sometimes there are no fish in the pond, or the fish are too clever and have caught too many, or they've eaten too much, so the fish won't bite; the bait isn't right...

In short, who among those who are called "fishing enthusiasts" hasn't had some experience of being outmaneuvered?

It shouldn't be such a big blow.

However, she wasn't in a hurry to ask. Asking such a question would only invite resentment. Once she returned to the guesthouse, someone would naturally answer her questions.

as predicted.

After spending an afternoon taking wonderful photos of the children and making tofu, the family members, completely exhausted, quickly asked upon seeing them:
"I got back too late, and now I don't even know when I'll be able to eat after cleaning up the fish... What did I catch after fishing for three or four hours?"

As they spoke, they quickly leaned over to look into the bucket. Upon hearing this, Master Zhou rushed out, looking somewhat troubled: "We don't have time to feed them today, how about we put them in a large basin of water?"

Sigh, once you catch a fish, it's unpredictable. If I get back now and have to clean and prepare it, it'll take a lot of time!

He turned around to go to the kitchen to find a large basin.

Yunfeng's mother-in-law, however, was very experienced:
"Master Zhou, don't rush to find a basin."

He then advised everyone, "Don't bother looking, give them some face, they definitely won't gain anything."

If you manage to catch one or two decent fish, you should call your kids over from a distance to see them.

Everyone:...

However, saying this doesn't seem to save face.

But... that makes sense.

Judging from the somber atmosphere, it doesn't seem like they've caught anything.

Everyone slowly sat back down.

The long-married couple, however, held back for a moment, but still laughed without restraint:
"How come the fishing techniques in the village have regressed? Do you only know how to fish for those big, fat fish that are specially farmed in reservoirs?!"

After saying that, he looked at Song Tan and Lu Chuan with a touch of emotion:

"These fish are so hard to prepare, yet we still manage to eat them every day. You've gone to so much trouble..."

Song Tan: ...

No, didn't I show you the fish traps before?
The same method is used to collect the small fish and shrimp inside.

A single scoop can fill more than half the net.

Putting aside everything else, even if Qiaoqiao just strolled around the river with a big basket, she could easily gather seven or eight fish if she wanted to.

But this was still cheating, since he absorbed the most spiritual energy. Although it wasn't obvious, it was very attractive to the fish and shrimp.

As for the anglers...

Ugh!
Those fish that can compete and grow up in these rivers and ponds, becoming plump and strong, are all among the best of the best.

In terms of cleverness, it's in no way inferior to its deliciousness.

If fishing were this good, why did all those anglers come to her field every day last year to pull weeds?

If this were a pond or a farm, people would know they can't catch fish here, so they wouldn't come.

Therefore, those whose main business is fishing will release various kinds of fish into the pond every month...

But her fish are clever; they occasionally surface to mock her.

When everyone's dignity is challenged, they are caught between a rock and a hard place, and they can only suspect that the bait is bad, their technique is not good enough, or their luck is not good... so they become more and more determined after each setback!
Zhang Yanping showed her a post on Tieba a while ago, saying that fishing enthusiasts have a mysterious "place of enlightenment"...

The two pondered the place for a while, realizing how clever they were at having fun.

nowadays……

Song Tan snapped out of her thoughts and felt a little embarrassed.

"You dug up so many earthworms but didn't catch anything?"

That can't be right, can it? Even one out of ten is a probability.

Song Sancheng suddenly realized his mistake and finally regained his confidence: "I knew the fishhooks I bought this time were no good!"

After the earthworm was threaded onto the hook, it was manipulated underwater. Other fish would bite the hook along with the fish, but this one only saw the float moving. When it was lifted up, it was empty, with only a small half of the earthworm left.

Everyone finally realized: "Right! This hook won't work! Lu Chuan, do you still sell fishhooks in this town? I need to go and buy a few more..."

Lu Chuan:......

There are some in town, but it's almost eight o'clock! (End of Chapter)