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

He Wanqing: "..."

Mo Ye: "..."

This kid really knows how to enjoy life.

As the carriage drew closer, Tongtong suddenly shuddered, as if sensing something.

She sat up in the stroller, looked around, and immediately spotted her parents by the bamboo grove.

"Mommy, Daddy!" she waved her chubby little hands vigorously, "Tongtong is here!!"

Mo Ye waved to her as well.

Tongtong patted the little white horse's bottom, and the little white horse obediently turned around and slowly pulled the cart to the two of them.

Tongtong immediately noticed the bamboo stalks Mo Ye was carrying on his shoulder and asked curiously, "Daddy, what's that on your shoulder?"

Mo Ye lowered the fishing rod so she could see it clearly: "This is a fishing rod."

Tongtong's eyes lit up: "Are we going fishing?"

Mo Ye nodded: "Let's go this afternoon, okay?"

Tongtong nodded her little head like a chick pecking at rice: "Okay, okay! Tongtong wants to fish too!"

He Wanqing reached out and patted her little head: "Okay, let's go together this afternoon."

Tongtong excitedly bounced her little bottom in the car: "Yay~"

When the three of them returned home, Jiang Hui had already prepared lunch.

When Mo Weiguo saw Tongtong, he walked over with a smile and picked her up, asking, "Where did Tongtong go to play?"

Tongtong pointed to the little white horse in the yard: "Little White is taking Tongtong for a walk~"

Mo Weiguo carried her into the house, and the family sat down at the table.

After finishing his meal, Mo Weiguo secretly slipped Tongtong a few more red bills.

Tongtong's eyes lit up. She took the money with her chubby little hands, carefully folded it, and stuffed it into her little pocket.

Then she gave her great-grandfather a quick kiss on the cheek.

Mo Weiguo grinned from ear to ear, secretly planning to give him a few more later.

At noon, Tongtong clung to Mo Ye's arms and refused to leave. Mo Ye had no choice but to hold her and take a nap together.

After sleeping for an hour, the three of them were woken up by the alarm clock.

Mo Ye and the others put on hats, picked up hoes, and led the two to dig for earthworms.

He stopped at the edge of a damp woodland, spat twice into his palm, and started digging with his hoe.

Turning over the soil, several reddish-brown earthworms wriggled in the ground.

When He Wanqing saw those slippery things, goosebumps rose all over her body.

She instinctively took a step back.

Tongtong wasn't afraid at all. She stretched out her chubby little hand, grabbed an earthworm, and her little face was full of excitement.

"Mommy, look! A bug!"

She held the earthworm up to He Wanqing.

He Wanqing almost screamed and took several steps back.

Tongtong tilted her head, looking at her mother with confusion, then threw the earthworm into the bottle and went to catch a second one.

Mo Ye gave his daughter a thumbs up: "Tongtong is so brave!"

Tongtong was beaming with pride from the praise, giggling happily, and then called out to He Wanqing, "Mommy, come help Tongtong catch some too!"

He Wanqing shook her head frantically.

Tongtong wrinkled her little nose and concluded, "Mom is a coward."

He Wanqing: "......."

Mo Ye dug up about half a bottle, felt that was enough, filled the soil back in, and carried the hoe home.

Then he picked up the bucket and shouldered the fishing rod. He Wanqing took Tongtong's hand, and the three of them walked towards the riverbank.

Before even reaching the riverbank, one could see rows of people in the distance, wearing sun-protective clothing and sun hats, sitting on small stools, their eyes fixed on the buoys floating on the water.

This was the first time Tongtong had ever seen such a scene, and her little face was full of curiosity.

She let go of her mother's hand and ran over, starting to check each of the fishing uncles' buckets.

empty.

She tilted her little face up and asked in her childish voice, "Uncle, where are your fish? You didn't catch any fish?"

The fisherman was about to lose his temper; who would dare to provoke him?

Turning my head, I saw a beautifully sculpted little baby, and my anger instantly subsided by half.

He forced a kind smile: "Uncle just arrived, hasn't started fishing yet."

Tongtong nodded and ran over to the second fisherman.

empty.

"Uncle, you don't have any fish either?"

The third one is empty.

The fourth one is still empty.

Finally, on the fifth bucket, there was a tiny fish, no bigger than a little finger, swimming pitifully at the bottom.

Tongtong's eyes lit up, and she pointed at the little fish, sincerely praising, "This uncle is amazing! He caught a fish as big as my little finger!"

The uncle's face instantly turned bright red.

The fishermen around, who had been trying to remain calm, all turned pale upon hearing this.

Tongtong ran back to her parents, looked up at them, and asked:

"Mom and Dad, why don't all these uncles have fish?"

Mo Ye coughed lightly, trying to save face for them: "The uncles just arrived, the fish will be served soon."

Several fishermen nodded hurriedly, seemingly agreeing all at once: "Yes, yes, we just got here!"

But inside, a frantic roar was raging:

Just now, a fart came!

I've already used three bags of corn to bait the holes!

I've been fishing for a whole day and night!

Not a single fish!

Hey!

Damn it!

Have all the fish died?

A fisherman, his face flushed, picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of corn, and "plop" threw it into the water.

Damn it, I don't believe it!

Mo Ye found a spot, not the best one (the good spots were all taken), but at least it was out of the sun.

He gave the fishing rods to He Wanqing and Tongtong, and took one for himself, starting to bait the hooks with earthworms.

He Wanqing felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at the still-wriggling earthworms in the bottle.

"Mo Ye..." she whispered, "Can you hang it up for me?"

Mo Ye nodded, poured out an earthworm, pinched it off with his fingers, and skillfully threaded it onto the fishhook.

He was about to help Tongtong hang it up when he turned his head and froze.

Tongtong was taking a bear-shaped cookie out of her pocket and carefully threading it onto the fishing hook.

"Tongtong, what are you doing?"

Tongtong looked up, her face completely matter-of-fact: "The bear cookies are delicious! Tongtong uses them to fish."

Mo Ye opened his mouth, then closed it again.

Oh well, as long as she's happy.

He shook his head, put an earthworm on his fishing hook, and cast it into the water.

The fishermen nearby almost burst out laughing when they saw Tongtong's actions.

A little baby fishing with bear-shaped cookies?

They looked down at their fishing rod, which cost over ten thousand yuan, and then at the row of high-end baits, a hint of disdain on their lips.

That's it?

If she manages to catch a fish, I'll eat shit on the spot, ten times over...