My baby is two and a half years old. Daddy, hurry up and make some milk!

On the other side, Zhang Zihao and Zeng Mingxuan, who had just entered the water, started cautiously and tentatively, but within minutes they completely let loose and became thoroughly addicted to the fun.

They ran, stomped, and frolicked in the paddy fields, splashing mud everywhere as they stomped on the water. They splashed each other and teased each other, having a great time.

The two little ones were covered in mud, their trouser legs were stained with thick mud, their faces and foreheads were covered in mud, and their hair was wet and stuck to their foreheads. There wasn't a clean spot from head to toe, but they were smiling with their eyes crinkled and their heads were covered in sweat.

The two men would bend down and reach into the water from time to time, and even though they repeatedly missed and only managed to grab a handful of mud, they didn't care at all and remained full of energy.

As they played, the two competitive five-year-old boys started to compete.

Zhang Zihao had just caught a glimpse of a small fish darting by and rushed over excitedly, but instead of catching the fish, he splashed mud all over Zeng Mingxuan's face.

The dark, muddy water trickled down his face, instantly covering half of Zeng Mingxuan's face, making him look like a little clown.

Zeng Mingxuan was immediately unconvinced and scooped up a handful of muddy water to throw back, accurately drenching Zhang Zihao's back.

"I saw the fish first!"

"You splashed me! I'll splash you back!"

A childish argument erupted instantly, with neither of them willing to give in, and they wrestled and tugged at each other in the middle of the paddy field.

At first, they just tugged at each other's sleeves and pushed each other's shoulders. The soft, slippery mud made it impossible to stand steadily. In the midst of the tug-of-war, the two little dumplings tumbled into the muddy water with a "plop".

This is completely out of control.

The two of them simply didn't get up, and instead huddled together in the thick black mud, rolling and frolicking.

You press down on me, I rub against you, and we roll around in the paddy field.

The waterproof pants, which were originally quite neat, were completely covered with clumps of mud, with the back, chest, arms, and thighs all completely covered.

The tumbling up stirred up a large amount of muddy water, instantly turning the surrounding rice paddy water black and murky. The two children's faces were completely covered by mud, with only their bright, defiant eyes showing, and they were chattering and "taunting" each other.

The fathers watching were both amused and exasperated, and quickly tried to stop them. But the two little boys were too engrossed in playing, rolling around in the mud, inseparable. In the end, they both became identical little black mud dolls, their features indistinguishable, with mud clinging to their hair. They looked both comical and adorable.

The fields were filled with their noisy and joyful laughter.

But in the nearby paddy fields, four-year-old Tongtong presents a completely different picture.

Tongtong is gentle and quiet, staying peacefully in the shallow water. She doesn't chase fish, play, or compete with others; she just slowly wade through the soft mud. Her little feet sink in and out, then she gently kicks up tiny splashes of water. These simple actions bring her immense satisfaction.

She was never frustrated by not catching a fish for half a day, nor did she envy other people's catch.

While other children were busy chasing, scrambling, and playing, she squatted in the shallow muddy water, carefully handling the floating bits of rice leaves, staring blankly at the tiny water bubbles, occasionally reaching out to gently brush the water, her eyebrows curving and a sweet smile always on her lips.

In an instant, the entire rice paddy took on a completely different style, creating a truly immersive atmosphere.

Some people stayed on the shore and refused to get muddy; some played wildly and got carried away; some were carefree and enjoyed themselves; only three-year-old chubby Le Bao crawled on his knees the whole time, exploring steadily, creating a unique and funny scene.

Everyone thought that Le Bao was just a useless little kid who came to the field to mess around and play in the mud. He was the youngest, the shortest, and the clumsiest. He was lucky if he could even stand up properly, let alone catch fish.

Only Lu Chenyue knew that his little brat was exceptionally gifted in this area.

The fathers slowly and carefully searched for fish, gently catching them with steady and cautious movements.

The chubby boy, who had been slowly crawling and groping his way through the muddy field, relied entirely on luck, without any skill.

While others keep a close eye on the fish and make accurate predictions but often fail, she can easily catch a small fish the size of her palm with just a handful of her small hands!

The little fish struggled gently in her muddy little hands, its tail sweeping out tiny splashes of water.

Le Bao's eyes widened instantly, she held her breath in surprise, her little body froze on the spot, and she shouted in her childish voice:

"Daddy! Fish! I caught a fish!"

The soft, sweet child's voice was full of pride, clear and resonant.

"Great, keep playing!"

The water was shallow here, so he wasn't worried about the little fat girl getting into any trouble. He simply let her play to her heart's content, since things were already like that anyway.

With this achievement, Le Bao's enthusiasm was completely boosted.

She continued to crawl slowly through the muddy field, her little hands groping around in the water. While others relied on skill to catch fish, she relied purely on the good luck of koi.

Then, miracles began to happen one after another!

Take two steps forward, cover your mouth and you'll catch another small fish; scoop your little hand into the muddy water and catch a fish that's trying to escape; occasionally, a few random splashes will just be enough to stop a small fish that's running away in a panic.

One after another, she collected the fresh little fish into the bucket.

In contrast, the other children and their fathers fared much worse.

Dong Jiaojiao, who loves cleanliness, did not go into the field at all, and her bucket was empty.

Zhang Zihao and Zeng Mingxuan, who had just been fighting, rolling around, and having a blast in the mud, were so busy playing around that they didn't catch a single fish and ended up covered in mud after all that work.

Tongtong, who played in a gentle and easygoing manner all afternoon, gained nothing from the whole experience, but was still very happy.

Several experienced fathers either misjudged the situation and let the fish escape, or they scooped up empty buckets of muddy water. After working for a long time, they only managed to catch two or three small fish in the bucket.

Only Le Bao, the smallest, dirtiest, and seemingly most unreliable fish in the entire place, was reaping more and more fish in his bucket. Small fish of different sizes were swimming happily in the bucket, and his numbers visibly outnumbered everyone else's.

As the sun slowly set in the west, its warm yellow afterglow spilled across the fields, marking the end of an afternoon of fishing.

When each household tallied their harvest, everyone present was stunned.

Le Bao's small fish bucket was overflowing with fish, far exceeding the number of fish from all the other families present, firmly securing first place and a shoo-in for the championship!

Looking at Xiao Le Bao's appearance, it's both funny and adorable.

Covered in black mud from head to toe, her little dress was completely transformed into a mud skirt, her hands and feet were covered in thick silt, her face was dotted with mud marks, and her once neat bun was now a mess covered in mud spots. She looked exactly like a round, dirty little mud ball, with even her eyelashes covered in tiny mud specks.

But she didn't care at all about her disheveled appearance. Holding the heavy little fish bucket, she looked up at her mud-covered face, her eyes crinkling with pride and joy. Her big eyes sparkled with innocence and pride.

Looking at his daughter, covered in mud but with remarkable achievements, Lu Chenyue chuckled softly, feeling both helpless and indulgent.

Who would have thought that the three-year-old boy who impulsively jumped into the paddy field and knelt down to crawl in the mud would, with his recklessness and incredible luck, turn the tables and win first place in this rice paddy fish-catching competition?

The live stream chat exploded with laughter, and the show's popularity soared.

[Hilarious! The dirtiest kid in the room beat everyone else!]

Others catch fish with skill, but Le Bao catches fish with incredible luck!

[Two little boys fight and roll around in the mud, Tongtong leisurely slacks off while fishing, and Lebao catches fish like a pro – this episode has so many memorable moments!]

[It starts with a muddy kneeling ceremony and ends with a bucket full of fish—this script is amazing!]

[Dirty yet adorable! Who could resist the incredibly lucky mud-covered baby, Le Bao!]

The gentle evening breeze of June swept across the rice paddies, carrying with it the clear laughter, playful shouts, and soft, sweet chatter of children. The fields were filled with the gentle flow of water, a scene of tender joy.

This hilarious and heartwarming scene of catching fish in the fields has become an unforgettable moment for everyone.