Tiger, I rejected the iron rice bowl.

He sat in the rubber boat, a sharp machete beside him. His face still showed some fear, but he couldn't hide the anger and heartache in his eyes. He kept muttering:

"My fish! My phone! My expensive fishing rod! I have to get them back! Otherwise, my losses will be too great!"

It turned out that when he panicked and jumped into the river, his phone, which was in his pocket, also fell into the water. When he took it out, the screen was completely black and it was unusable.

He bought that fishing rod for several thousand yuan, but after only a few uses, he threw it into the river.

Add to that the fishing platform, fish basket, bait and other miscellaneous items, and this wild fishing trip was a huge loss for him. The more he thought about it, the more heartbroken he became. So he gritted his teeth, prepared himself mentally, and came back to pick up the remaining items to minimize the loss.

Upon arriving at the fishing spot again, the angler immediately turned off the engine of the rubber boat, picked up the oar, and carefully and slowly paddled, afraid of making any noise that might disturb the tiger that was trying to steal his fish.

He silently prayed, "Oh tiger, please leave! Don't stay here any longer. I'll just grab my things and leave; I won't bother you!"

He hadn't rowed far when he saw a fishing rod floating on the water in the middle of the river, one end of which was submerged and the other end was sticking out.

"My fishing rod! Thank goodness it wasn't washed away!"

The angler's eyes lit up, and he felt a surge of joy. He immediately sped up, carefully scooped up the fishing rod, and eagerly began reeling in the line.

But after only two turns, the fishing line snapped straight and wouldn't budge no matter how hard I pulled.

"Oh no, it's caught on the bottom!"

The fisherman's face darkened, and he sighed helplessly, "There's no other way but to cut the line!"

He picked up the machete beside him, cut the fishing line without hesitation, carefully reeled in the fishing rod, and put it into the rubber boat. He was heartbroken, as the fishing line was brand new.

After packing up his fishing rod, he continued paddling forward. Before long, he reached the bend he had been to before and could see the fishing platform on the shore in the distance. It was still there, intact, and it seemed that it had not been damaged by the tiger.

He was overjoyed and was about to row over and haul the fishing platform onto the boat when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure slowly emerging from the nearby woods. It was Wang Yuyu, the one who had stolen his fish basket!

The fisherman froze on the spot, his hair standing on end, muttering to himself, "My God, why is he still here? Shouldn't he have left long ago?"

Wang Yuyu was also stunned when she saw the fisherman. Her amber eyes were full of doubt. She stopped and muttered to herself, "Damn, what's this guy still doing here? Does he value fish more than his life?"

Actually, Wang Yuyu came to return the fish basket.

There's no use keeping that tattered fish basket. If it's left in the woods, small animals like squirrels or rabbits might accidentally crawl in, or large animals might get their hooves tangled in it—that could be fatal.

Although he had a sweet tooth, he also had his own bottom line. So he thought of taking the fish basket to the riverbank and placing it with the fishing platform, so that the people from the nature reserve would take it away when they came.

The man and the tiger stood there, one on the boat and the other on the shore, staring at each other.

After staring at him for a full half minute, Wang Yuyu, too lazy to waste any more time, slowly continued walking forward, inwardly grumbling, "Why do all these Northeasterners I've met lately seem a bit dim-witted?"

"You're not even a little bit afraid of me?"

"Those two idiots provoked me last time, and this one still dares to stay? They've got some nerve!"

"It's said that there are big differences between the North and the South; robbery is the main crime in the North, while fraud is the main crime in the South!"

"I think the root of the problem might lie here!"

"If this group isn't afraid of even me, who else could they be afraid of?"

Seeing Wang Yuyu move, the fisherman finally came to his senses, slapped himself hard, and muttered through gritted teeth, "What am I afraid of!"

"I'm on the boat, so far away from him. He can't jump over here, what can he possibly bite me? What's there to be afraid of!"

After encouraging himself, he immediately pulled out his phone from his pocket and started filming Wang Yuyu on the shore: "Look! There's a tiger! A big tiger!"

"I had just finished fishing in this river and was heading home when this tiger suddenly appeared out of the woods, it almost scared me to death!"

He deliberately feigned shock, his voice full of grievance, "Look, look! What he's holding in his mouth is my fish basket! He stole all my fish!"

The camera focused steadily on the fish basket in Wang Yuyu's mouth. The fisherman's emotions grew increasingly agitated, his voice trembling with tears: "He stole my fish! My fish!"

"Those were all the big fish I worked so hard to catch all morning, and they're all gone, not a single one left for me..."

Wang Yuyu, standing on the shore, gently placed the fish basket from her mouth onto the ground, turned her head to look at the fisherman putting on a show on the boat, her amber eyes filled with speechlessness, and she secretly rolled her eyes inwardly:

"Damn, looking at you like that, anyone who didn't know better would think you lost a huge fish and suffered some terrible injustice!"

"It's just a few small fish, why make such a big deal out of it?"

"Filming it is making a mountain out of a molehill!"

"I don't understand you fishermen, what are you thinking!"

Wang Yu shook her head, too lazy to pay any more attention to this dramatic fisherman, and turned to walk into the depths of the woods.

Once Wang Yuyu's figure had completely disappeared into the woods, the fisherman immediately stopped his aggrieved expression and sobbing. He cautiously scanned his surroundings, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Wang Yuyu was really gone.

He patted his chest, muttering with lingering fear, "That scared me to death! Thank goodness the tiger didn't come any closer!"

He didn't dare linger, so he immediately started the engine of the rubber boat and quickly reached the shore. He happily dragged the fishing platform onto the boat and then gathered up the bait bags, fishing lines, and other items that had drifted ashore.

Just as he was happily preparing to set sail, the roar of a speedboat came from afar.

The rangers of the reserve arrived promptly, following the location provided by the research base.

The speedboat came to a steady stop next to his rubber boat. The rangers jumped out, looked at him sternly, and caught him red-handed.

Looking at the forest ranger in front of him, the fisherman's face immediately fell, thinking, "It's all over!"

…………

A few days later, Wang Yu leisurely arrived at the area where his territory overlapped with that of the wolf pack.

He climbed a high mountain and looked down at the wolf pack's territory. He sniffed the air hard, but could only catch a faint, almost fading wolf scent.