Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 21 Big Fish, Oh Big Fish

Fortunately, the world has not yet veered off course into some strange branch, and the fish still retains its nature as an animal.

As a small but powerfully falling pebble crashed into Dianshan Lake, the once calm surface was instantly rippled.

As the fish most sensitive to water flow, they scatter and flee almost the instant the ripples appear. Although no fish is foolish enough to bite the hook directly, given the chaos of the fish school, as long as they don't swim too far, it's only a matter of time before Nanfeng catches a fish.

After all, without the collective strength, the individual's power seems vulnerable, especially since they are just fish.

"That works too?" Ziqiao exclaimed, speechless.

"Just a bunch of fish, how could that be difficult for me?" Nanfeng said, head held high. "But you, you can't even handle one fish, can you?"

Ziqiao followed suit and picked up a small stone, throwing it at the big fish. However, the ripples caused by the small stone were insignificant to the big fish, which continued to leisurely frolic in the water.

"I refuse to believe it..." Ziqiao looked around, "Watch me find a big rock and scare it to death!"

"Let me know when you find it," Nanfeng said cheerfully. "I'll be right there... Young Master Lü, putting aside whether you're afraid of breaking your back by throwing a big rock, do you really think this is your own fishpond, where you can just throw big rocks at it whenever you want?"

Nanfeng gestured for him to continue: "Go ahead and smash it. I'll be home right after you finish. If you stick to your guns and say you came alone, I might lend you some money to pay your fine."

Thinking of his meager remaining balance, Ziqiao could only chuckle awkwardly, "I was just joking, just kidding."

Nanfeng wanted to say a few more words, but Ziqiao interrupted, "A fish has taken the bait!"

He turned his head and saw that a rather large bass had taken the bait.

Nanfeng quickly started reeling in the line, and soon, he caught the fish.

"Young Master Lü..." Nanfeng turned around and teased.

"Alright, alright." Zi Qiao looked like he had a toothache, but after so many years in the martial arts world, he could still accept defeat. "You win. I, Lü Zi Qiao, officially admit that you, Nan Feng, are better than me."

Nanfeng said smugly, "If you can say that, then I might be able to find a way to help you catch that big fish."

Ziqiao was overjoyed: "Is it true, Godfather? I have wandered for half my life and only regret that I have not met a wise ruler. If you do not abandon me, I am willing to become your godfather."

"What are you doing..." Nanfeng was taken aback by Ziqiao's shamelessness. "So sensible? Doesn't your Young Master Lü have any dignity left?"

"I'd lose face here, but wouldn't I look good if I carried this fish around the apartment a few times?" Zi Qiao chuckled. This big fish must weigh at least several dozen kilograms. Let's not even talk about how much Chen Meijia would have to pay if we brought it back.

Money isn't important; what matters is that if I can bring this fish back intact, I'll be incredibly awesome. Then I can brag about it however I want, and I can chat up whichever girl in the apartment I want.

"Come, come, Godfather, please sit down. Godfather, please have some water. Godfather, let me massage your legs." Ziqiao instantly turned into a sycophant.

"Godfather, do you think this force is appropriate?"

Seeing Ziqiao's shameless behavior, Nanfeng felt like she was hitting cotton with her strength, and her original intention to make things difficult and play pranks on him faded away.

Why bother arguing with someone as reckless as me?

Nanfeng sighed slightly. He probably still preferred Ziqiao's previous unruly demeanor. Now that Ziqiao had softened up all of a sudden, Nanfeng lost interest.

"Alright, that's so cheesy, it's making me sick." Nanfeng was so disgusted by Ziqiao that she got goosebumps all over. "Let me make this clear first, I'm just trying it out, whether it works or not is another matter."

Ziqiao patted his chest and said, "I've been in this business for so long, I know this. There's no reason to ask someone for a favor and then blame them when they can't get it done."

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

"Okay, you try it first, I'm going to throw up... I feel nauseous too." Ziqiao squatted down and dry heaved for a while.

A man who can bend and stretch is a true hero.

Nanfeng silently gave a thumbs up in his heart. He walked to Ziqiao's fishing rod and began to quietly reel in the line.

He only reeled in the line a little bit before stopping and silently watching the big fish's movements.

After a while, sure enough, the big fish didn't notice anything wrong with the hook at all, and moved a little distance towards the shore along with the hook.

"It's all settled," Nanfeng thought.

Ziqiao, having finished gagging, leaned over for a look and said, "Not bad, this guy's brain works better than mine."

"Shh." Nanfeng gestured for him to be quiet.

Ziqiao understood immediately and mimed pulling a zipper with his mouth.

As the south wind slowly reeled in the line, the big fish unknowingly drew closer and closer to the shore.

Judging that the big fish had reached a certain distance, and that it would run away if anyone got too close, Nanfeng gave Ziqiao the final order.

"Ziqiao, can you swim?"

"Of course," Ziqiao replied, puzzled, "I'm a regular at the swimming pool."

"Okay, you go and scoop it up in a bit."

"Me? Retrieve it?"

"What else can I do? My hands are injured, I can't lift it at all." Nanfeng gave Ziqiao another suggestion, "You can also try the landing net we brought, but I don't know if such a small net can catch this big fish."

"What if I accidentally slip and fall into the water?"

"You can swim, right? Besides, we can use the rope we used to tie the parasol to secure you firmly to the shore... Oh, right, I remember we should still have a life jacket with us."

Ziqiao looked pained: "You really came prepared."

"Of course...Are you going to fish or not? If you don't, the fish will escape."

Ziqiao thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Let's do it!"

……

A moment later, wearing a life jacket, goggles, and a rope the size of a baby's fist around his waist, Lu Ziqiao stood fully armed on the shore.

"Big Fish, your father Lu is here."

As he spoke, Ziqiao pounced on the shore with lightning speed and grabbed the big fish tightly.

The big fish panicked instantly and struggled desperately to get back into the water, its huge tail slapping against Ziqiao's face repeatedly.

It's fortunate that Zi Qiao's face is the original, otherwise even his nose would probably have been slapped crooked by the big fish.

"Throw it up, throw it up!" Nanfeng stood anxiously to the side, watching Ziqiao, who was holding the big fish tightly with both hands, being slapped in the face by the fish. He took out his phone to record the scene. "Throw it to the shore, throw it far away. As long as it gets to the shore and doesn't swim back into the water, it's ours."

Ziqiao's hurried reply was mixed with the sound of the big fish slapping his face: "I... slap slap... can't throw it up... slap slap slap... it's too heavy... slap...

He was slapped six times for saying eight words, which just goes to show that catching fish with bare hands is no easy task.

"No rush, you can wear it down first."

"I can't hold on much longer. Am I draining its energy, or is it draining mine?"

Nanfeng put away her phone and decisively stepped forward to hug Ziqiao's waist.

"I'll count to three, then we'll all pull together!"

"Okay... crackling and popping..."

"One, two, three, let's go!"

With both of them exerting their strength, the big fish drew a perfect arc in the sky and was finally flung onto the shore.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey..." Ziqiao kept spitting out the fish scales in his mouth, the fishy smell making him feel nauseous.

"What should we do now?" Ziqiao pointed to the large fish thrashing about on the ground.

Nanfeng thought for a moment and asked, "Have you ever bought fish at the market?"

"Never, what's wrong?"

"The fishmongers at the market have a special skill: they use a wooden stick to hit the fish hard on the head. No matter how lively the fish is, once it's hit on the head, it will be stunned or even die... basically, it will just stop moving."

"you mean?"

Nanfeng pulled out a wrench: "Go ahead, give it a good whack on the head."

Ziqiao stared in astonishment at the wrench in Nanfeng's hand: "How did you get this wrench?"

"It's just a very simple magic trick. Whether it's turning flowers into flowers or turning a wrench into a magic wrench, the principle is the same... Why don't you try it?" Nanfeng looked at the big fish that could jump a meter high on the shore and walked behind Lu Ziqiao without leaving a trace.

"What I mean is, why do you always carry a wrench with you?"

"It's reasonable for us to carry a wrench with us when we go fishing to fix things like deck chairs and parasols, right?"

"That's completely unreasonable!"

"Don't worry about the magician's stuff. Just do something to its head, and we can take the fish home," Nanfeng urged.

"The problem is I've never seen how to crack a fish before... Why don't you do it?"

"If I could do the hands-on work, would I need to call you? Besides, isn't this your fish?" Nanfeng waved his hand in refusal and handed the wrench to Ziqiao.

"No, this wrench is way too short. Don't you have anything longer?" Ziqiao looked at the wrench in his hand with resentment.

"You should have said so earlier, I have this." Nanfeng took out another sword hilt, and with a flick of his wrist, an iron baton several tens of centimeters long appeared.

"What is this thing again?" Zi Qiao retreated repeatedly. In his eyes, Nanfeng was far more dangerous than the big fish on the ground.

"A telescopic baton, you can get one for a few dozen yuan online. It's really useful for self-defense, and I love using it when I'm cosplaying." Nanfeng handed the baton to Ziqiao.

Ziqiao took the baton and brandished it. Boys of all ages are always interested in this kind of thing: "The quality is pretty good."

Ziqiao held the baton without moving as he spoke, looking at Nanfeng with curiosity in his eyes: "Right now, I'm more concerned about what other random things you have on you than about knocking the fish."

Nanfeng pulled out another baton and pointed it at Ziqiao: "Besides this spare baton, we have nothing else."

"You actually have two?" Ziqiao asked eagerly. "I'm going to use these to fish. Can you give me one for self-defense?"

"Deal! Get it moving!"

"Alright!" Ziqiao, wielding a baton, charged forward like a swordsman.

"You fish demon, take this from Lu Bu! Ouch!"

Ziqiao strode forward, and a pebble kicked up by a large fish flew right into his squeaking mouth.

"Ugh... spit spit spit!" Ziqiao squatted on the ground and dry heaved.

"Nanfeng... how about we use pebbles for ranged attacks?" Ziqiao had lost the courage to fight the big fish in close combat.

"...Alright then."

Yesterday was the day I was supposed to catch up with my backlog of chapters, so I have to start gathering chapters again.

(End of this chapter)