Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

Mo Yunqi quickly picked up a new bottle, filled it halfway with water, and handed it over.

Tongtong stuffed the eel into the bottle, watched it spin wildly in the water, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Gotcha!" She wiped the sweat from her face, along with the mud, and grinned.

Mo Yunqi looked at her smeared face and couldn't help but laugh.

Tongtong put the bottle on the shore and continued digging.

As she dug, she unearthed a large clump of mud, and something moved beneath it.

She carefully peeled it open—

A frog hopped out.

"Wow! Frog!" Tongtong's eyes lit up, and she turned her head to shout, "Brother! Can we eat frogs?"

Mo Yunqi, who was digging for loaches nearby, looked up upon hearing this and said, "Sure, frogs are delicious!"

Upon hearing this, Tongtong immediately reached out to grab it.

The frog croaked and jumped away from her hand, landing two steps away. It squatted there, staring at her with its big, bulging eyes.

Tongtong chased after it, reached out to grab it again, but the frog jumped away again.

Chase again, jump again.

Chase again, jump again.

Tongtong got anxious and ran after him with her short legs, getting all sweaty and her face flushed.

The frog was chased so frantically that it hopped and skipped towards the water's edge to escape.

Tongtong didn't care about anything else; all she could see was that "delicious" frog.

The frog jumped into the water.

Tongtong followed suit, meowing and leaping into the air—she pounced on the frog.

"Thump!"

He plunged into the water.

The water wasn't deep, only up to her thighs, but when she lunged in, her entire upper body was soaked.

His clothes, pants, hair, and face were all covered in mud and water.

Mo Yunqi was startled and quickly ran over to help her up: "Tongtong! Are you alright?"

Tongtong stood up from the water, looking like she had been pulled out of a mud pit, with muddy water dripping down her face.

She blinked, her eyelashes covered in mud, and looked extremely disheveled.

But instead of showing any annoyance, she excitedly pointed into the water: "Frog! Where's the frog?"

Mo Yunqi: "..."

He looked down at her, then at the direction she was pointing, and suddenly felt a headache coming on.

How is he supposed to explain this to his uncle and aunt?

Tongtong didn't care about any of that.

She wiped the mud off her face and started groping in the water again, muttering, "Where's the frog? Where did the frog go?"

I didn't touch the frog, but I did touch something slippery.

She picked it up with both hands and saw that it was a small, silvery-white fish, thrashing about in her palms.

"Little fish!" Tongtong's eyes lit up again. Holding up the little fish, she shouted to Mo Yunqi, "Brother! Quick, quick, get the bottle!"

Mo Yunqi quickly picked up a new bottle, filled it with water, and handed it over.

Tongtong put the little fish in the bottle and watched it swim around inside, giggling as she did so.

"Little fish, you're so short~ (σ≧︎▽︎≦︎)σ." She shook the bottle, making the little fish dizzy.

After releasing the small fish, she started feeling around in the water again.

I felt and felt, and then I found another one.

Touch it again, and there's another one.

Small tilapia, small catfish, small crucian carp... she took them out one after another and put them into the bottle.

She had completely forgotten that she was soaking wet and covered in mud, and was only focused on feeling around in the water. Every time she found a fish, she would shout excitedly, like a little pirate who had discovered treasure.

Mo Yunqi stood beside her, watching her cheerful appearance. He was initially worried that he would be scolded when he got back, but as he watched her, his worries disappeared.

Forget it.

As long as my sister is happy.

If I get scolded when I get back, so be it.

He rolled up his sleeves, squatted down, and touched it with her.

"Tongtong, over here, over here! I see a big one!"

"Where? Where?"

"Here! Quick, surround it with your hands!"

"Got it! Brother, Tongtong got it!"

The two little ones were having a great time splashing around in the water, their laughter echoing through the air.

Looking back at the distant Mo Cha Mountain, it couldn't help but smile and shake its head.

After touching it for a while, Tongtong's bottle had already contained seven or eight small fish and two loaches.

She looked at her spoils with satisfaction, then suddenly remembered something.

"Brother," she looked up, "where are the snails Grandpa mentioned?"

Mo Yunqi slapped his forehead: "That's right, snails! Come on, brother will take you to catch snails!"

"Are the snails delicious?" Tongtong asked, tilting her little face up, her eyes sparkling.

Mo Yunqi nodded earnestly and said in the most certain tone, "It's super delicious!"

Tongtong's mouth was watering. It was so delicious! Those four words seemed to have a magical power, making her feel energized.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" She grabbed Mo Yunqi's hand and headed outside. "Tongtong's going to catch some super delicious snails!"

Two little mud figures climbed out of the water and walked hand in hand to the other side of the shore.

Mo Yunqi led Tongtong along the ridge for a while, until they came to a small, man-made irrigation ditch.

The canal is not wide, only about one meter wide, and the water is shallow and crystal clear.

The sunlight shone on the water, making it sparkle, and you could clearly see that the bottom of the canal was covered with snails of all sizes.

"Wow!!" Tongtong let go of her brother's hand, squatted down by the ditch, her eyes wide with amazement. "So many!"

Mo Yun jumped in first, and the water only reached his calves.

After he steadied himself, he turned around and opened his arms: "Tongtong, come here, let your brother carry you down."

Tongtong stretched out her chubby little hand, and he scooped her up and gently placed her in the water.

The water was a little cool, but it was just right for this hot day, and she squinted her eyes in comfort.

She couldn't wait to take the small basket off her back, put it in the water, and roll up her sleeves to start catching fish.

"Tongtong, wait a moment." Mo Yunqi took her hand.

"Let me teach you how to distinguish between snails first. There are two kinds of snails here. One of them is called the apple snail, which you can't eat."

Tongtong's hand froze in mid-air, her little face full of confusion: "Are there snails that can't be eaten?"

"Yes," Mo Yunqi nodded, bent down and pulled a snail from the bottom of the water, holding it up in front of her, "Look, this is an apple snail."

Tongtong leaned closer to take a look.

That snail is round, with a relatively thin shell and a yellowish-brown color. It looks... kind of delicious, doesn't it?

Mo Yunqi picked up another one and handed it to her: "This is the snail."

Tongtong held the two snails in her palm and carefully compared them.

The golden apple snail is round and plump, with only one or two rings on its shell. It feels thin and a little brittle to the touch.

The snail is slender, like a stretched-out little top, with many obvious rings on its shell, about three or four, and feels thick and hard to the touch.

"Snail shells have three to four concentric rings," Mo Yunqi pointed to the rings and showed them to her, "Apple snails only have one to two rings. Got it?"

Tongtong nodded vigorously, her little face full of seriousness: "I remember! Three or four circles mean a snail, one or two circles mean an apple snail!"

"Yes!" Mo Yunqi handed her the apple snail.

"Here, take this. When you're picking them up later, if you see any that look like this, just throw them away. There are only these two types of snails in the field, you won't mistake them for each other..."