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However, the fish was not caught by him, but by Su Mengyao.

At the time, his daughter was not skilled enough and lacked strength, so Mo Xiangwen lent a hand to help pull the rod. In addition, since it was his fishing rod and the fish were from his fishing spot, it could be considered that it was related to Mo Xiangwen.

And what about himself? He only helped by using a net to scoop some fish out; how can that be considered a mistake?

Mo Xiangwen was too embarrassed to accept the credit, and he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Su Yuntao was too embarrassed to take credit for himself, and remained silent for a long time, unable to say a word.

Jiang Mengya and Su Mengli noticed the strange expressions on the two people's faces and immediately realized something was wrong.

Since it wasn't Mo Xiangwen or Su Yuntao... the two of them slowly shifted their gaze to Su Mengyao, who was playing with the fish fins.

Faced with her mother and sister's probing gazes, Su Mengyao nodded shyly and muttered softly, "I caught it... Actually, fishing isn't that hard. I really don't know why they're having so much fun with it."

"The first two hours of fishing are the hardest, but since you came, the fishing spot has been fertile, so it will be relatively easier to catch fish," Mo Xiangwen argued quietly, trying to save face.

Su Yuntao, on the other hand, was spouting some incomprehensible phrases like "newbie protection period."

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter, and the air was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

After laughing, Jiang Mengya was now in a dilemma. Based on her understanding of her husband, she had assumed that the two of them would simply go to the campsite shop and buy a fish to make do.

Although he guessed part of it correctly, he never expected that going to deliver water and clothes to his daughter would result in catching such a big fish.

Although she had studied cooking because of her family background, she really didn't have much experience when it came to handling fresh ingredients.

After all, the chef is usually in charge of cooking at home most of the time, and even when we cook occasionally, we only use pre-prepared semi-finished products.

As for her husband, needless to say.

While some fishing enthusiasts are skilled at handling their catch, someone like him who has almost never caught a fish naturally has no experience.

"Yuntao," Jiang Mengya said hesitantly, "why don't you take it to the store and ask if they can help you deal with it?"

At this moment, Mo Xiangwen stepped forward and said, "I'll do it." He smiled shyly, "I was just bragging to my uncle that I would make grilled fish if I caught any. Now that it has happened, I can't be lazy. I'll also go and see if there are any grilling tongs and suitable seasonings."

He did have some experience in handling fish, but firstly, there were no suitable knives available, and secondly, he didn't want to handle it on-site, as it would look rather unsightly.

"Huh? Xiang Wen, are you making grilled fish?" Su Mengli asked in surprise, "When did you say that?"

Seeing Mo Xiangwen nod in confirmation, Su Mengli turned to look at her father.

Su Yuntao nodded slightly, indicating that it was indeed true.

Su Mengli smiled helplessly: "It's inconvenient for one person to carry things, I'll go with you."

"Me too! Me too!" Su Mengyao raised her hand with a grin. "Since I'm the one who caught the fish, I have to do my part too!"

Seeing that they had volunteered, Jiang Mengya readily agreed. "Alright, then it's up to you."

As Su Yuntao watched the three figures walk away side by side, a question arose in his mind.

It seems that Mengli and Mo Xiangwen have a good relationship, and the three of them get along very naturally, without any abnormalities.

I had heard from my daughters that the members of the studio had known each other for a long time and had a very harmonious relationship.

Am I just overthinking things?

He pondered for a moment, then turned to look at his wife, who still had a smile on her face.

As if afraid of being overheard, he leaned close to his wife's ear and whispered, "It seems that Yao Yao and he have a pretty good relationship."

Jiang Mengya was slightly taken aback. After a long silence, she said somewhat uncertainly, "I feel like Xiao Li is the same way."

"I heard from Lili before that they've known each other for many years and have a very good relationship within the entire studio." Su Yuntao asked somewhat uncertainly, "It seems like they really are very good friends?"

Jiang Mengya rolled her eyes at him. Friends? Only you guys would believe in such nonsense as friendship.

......

The three arrived at the campsite's small shop, and the process of preparing the fish went quite smoothly.

The shop owner was very welcoming and didn't even charge for processing the fish, simply smiling and saying, "This fish is really good, was it just caught?"

Mo Xiangwen nodded: "Yes, boss, do you know where I can buy grilled fish clips and seasonings around here?"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "We don't have any around here, but we can make grilled fish for you. We have all the tools and seasonings here."

The shop owner was very friendly and didn't try to force you to buy anything. However, they generally don't offer services like lending out tools or seasonings.

Mo Xiangwen turned to Su Mengli and Su Mengyao for their opinions: "What do you think?"

"Anything is fine, we don't know how to make it anyway," Su Mengyao said first.

Su Mengli nodded slightly, "Let the shopkeeper help us, it'll save us trouble."

So Mo Xiangwen asked the restaurant to help him cook the fish into grilled fish.

While waiting, the three sat and chatted in the rest area next to the shop.

About half an hour later, the restaurant took out the packaged grilled fish. The aroma was so enticing that it made one's mouth water.

After paying, the shopkeeper handed the packaged grilled fish to Mo Xiangwen.

Su Mengli and Su Mengyao naturally turned around and prepared to walk back, while Mo Xiangwen, carrying the grilled fish, followed a step behind.

He saw Su Mengli pause slightly, then turn her head to look back.

"What's wrong?" Su Mengli asked, puzzled. "Is there anything else?"

“No…no.” Mo Xiangwen answered hesitantly.

Chapter 167 Is Mengyao Asleep?

After the three of them returned to the camp with the grilled fish, along with the barbecue that Su Mengli and the others had prepared earlier, the five of them ate and chatted for a while.

As dusk fell, everyone finished cleaning up the trash and prepared to head back.

As Mo Xiangwen was about to start the car while sitting in the driver's seat, he suddenly felt his phone vibrate slightly.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a private message from Yan Nuoya.

Noah: Are you coming back tonight?

Mo Xiangwen didn't think much of it and tapped on his phone screen to reply to her message.

Xiang Wen: Yes, it'll be ready soon.

Xiang Wen: Have you eaten?

Noah: Yes, I've already eaten.

Xiang Wen: Shall I bring you a cup of fruit tea to take back?

Noah: Okay, come back soon.

If you really want milk tea, why not just order takeout?

Mo Xiangwen was a little confused, but bringing a cup of milk tea wasn't a big deal, since he was going to buy one himself anyway.

"Dad, Mom, let's go!" Su Mengyao opened the car door and leaned out to say.

"Mom and Dad, be careful on the road," Su Mengli said goodbye to her parents.

"Okay, you guys drive slowly and be careful." Jiang Mengya waved with a smile.

Su Yuntao sat in the driver's seat, glanced at the three people in the other car through the window, and nodded: "Let us know in the family group when we arrive."

The two cars drove out of the camp one after the other. At the first intersection, the black sedan turned onto the expressway leading to the city, while Mo Xiangwen's car drove onto another road back to the apartment.

On the way back, Mo Xiangwen focused on driving. Occasionally, through the rearview mirror, he could see Su Mengli leaning slightly against the car window, eyes closed, resting, a hint of fatigue on her face, but her posture remained upright.

Su Mengyao leaned against Su Mengli, resting her body and shoulder, and fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Xiangwen withdrew his gaze and, while waiting for the red light, ordered a few cups of milk tea for delivery.

About an hour and a half later, the car finally drove back to the residential area.

Mo Xiangwen brought the car to a stop, and the sound of the engine being turned off seemed to disturb Su Mengli, who was in a light sleep.

She opened her tired eyes, glanced out the window, and gently patted her younger sister beside her: "Mengyao, get up, we're home."

Su Mengyao seemed unwilling to wake up until Su Mengli patted her again in exasperation, at which point she groggily opened her eyes: "Hmm... Are we home? No?"

“Okay, let’s get off the bus,” Mo Xiangwen replied.

The three of them got out of the car. Su Mengyao was still sleepy-eyed and could barely walk steadily, swaying from side to side.

In the end, he leaned almost entirely on Su Mengli.

Su Mengli paused noticeably, seemingly trying to adjust her posture to make her sister lean more steadily.

When Mo Xiangwen noticed that Su Mengli frowned almost imperceptibly when Su Mengyao leaned towards Su Mengli, her right foot seemed hesitant to step firmly.

It wasn't just my imagination after all?

He suddenly realized what was going on and suggested, "How about I help Mengyao up?"

Su Mengli looked up at him, shook her head slightly, and said softly, "I'm the older sister after all, let me do it."

Mo Xiangwen paused for a moment, but still chose to let Su Mengli do it for now.

After all, if he stayed here, he would have to ask Su Mengli about her health, and then many things would develop in directions he couldn't have imagined.

As they passed by the takeout counter, Mo Xiangwen picked up several servings of milk tea.

The wait for the elevator seemed exceptionally long today. Mo Xiangwen glanced at the two of them from time to time, only to find that Su Mengli was steadily supporting her younger sister, with no sign of anything unusual in her expression.

When she got home, Su Mengyao practically touched the living room sofa with her eyes closed, then collapsed onto it and refused to move an inch.

Su Mengli gently nudged her: "Go back to your room and sleep, you'll catch a cold here."

Su Mengyao mumbled a few responses, but showed no intention of getting up. Su Mengli was both amused and exasperated, so she went back to her room to get a blanket and carefully covered her up.

Mo Xiangwen opened his mouth, wanting to ask Su Mengli about her foot injury, but seeing that she seemed very sleepy, he hesitated.

"Never mind, I'll just message you later," he thought.

He walked to Yan Nuoya's door, knocked, but received no response. He pushed it open and found the room empty. Just as he was wondering what was going on, he suddenly remembered something, turned around, and walked back to his own room.

Sure enough, Yan Nuoya was sitting at his desk, looking at her laptop screen, with the air conditioner running quietly.

Hearing the door open, she explained without looking up, "My room doesn't have a network port, so I'm just borrowing yours. You don't usually use it anyway."

Mo Xiangwen thought about it and realized that her room used to be a study, so there probably wasn't a port installed.

Moreover, ever since Noah had a fever last time, and the two of them gave each other "passes" to enter the room at will, Noah would come over and chat with him from time to time when she was bored.

It's not surprising that this would appear in his room; in fact, he's gotten used to it.

"Your fruit tea is in the fridge." Mo Xiangwen yawned and said, "I ordered it with 30% sugar. If you want some, go get it early later, otherwise the flavor will be even weaker when the ice melts."

"Hmm," Yan Nuoya responded faintly, her gaze still fixed on the screen.

“If you’re really tired, go to sleep first,” she added. “I’ll try not to disturb you.”

Mo Xiangwen was indeed very tired. Just sitting down made him feel wave after wave of drowsiness. He mumbled a response and then fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Nuoya glanced at his terrible sleeping posture, sighed, and came over to gently cover him with the blanket.

When he woke up again, he didn't know what time it was. The room was pitch black, and it was dark outside the window as well.

Yan Nuoya seemed to have gone back long ago, but her laptop seemed to have been left with him without any trouble.

He shook his head, trying to clear his head, then got up, grabbed some clothes, and took a shower.

As she stepped out of the bathroom, she saw Su Mengli in the living room, wearing the same bunny pajamas as Su Mengyao. She seemed to have just finished pouring water and was about to go back to her room.

"Wait, Mengli, could you pour me a drink while you're at it?" Mo Xiangwen quickly made an excuse to keep her there.

Su Mengli paused for a moment, then nodded, took out a cup, carefully poured him a glass of water, and placed it on the coffee table in the living room.

In the short time that was delayed, Mo Xiangwen had already sat down next to her.

He glanced around to make sure no one was there, then lowered his voice and said, "Mengli, there's something I want to discuss with you."

Su Mengli glanced at him, somewhat puzzled, but still quietly nodded and sat down on the other sofa next to him.

Mo Xiangwen pondered for a long time, and just when Su Mengli thought he was about to say something, his first words were unexpectedly:

Is Mengyao asleep?

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