"Oh! When we participated in the fishing competition organized by the city, I also won the second place. In fact, I was very wronged. If we say that the fish we caught were exactly the same weight, but the girl had a two-foot-long big crutch (carp) in her hand, and the judges unanimously ruled that we were the second place..." Liu Zhengfeng said it was quite regretful.

"What a pity..." Yang Ming shook his head regretfully, "But it's nothing. The fish that the uncle caught is still large..."

"What's so much? That guy didn't catch a big crutch two feet long, but the other fish were all small crucian carp with a little finger. That guy had hundreds of them..." Liu Zhengfeng thought about it now and it was a bit incredible.

"..." Yang Ming finally knew why the judges made such a judgment. It turns out that no fish he caught could exceed the number, size or weight of others.

So, the two of them sat on the shore and fished calmly. It was strange. I don’t know what happened today. The fish seemed to be full, and they waved their tails on the water from time to time, causing a wave of ripples, but there was no one biting the hook.

"Why haven't you bitten?" Liu Zhengfeng couldn't hold back his anger.

"Yes, it's a bit strange today..." Yang Ming also felt something was wrong, "Or... Uncle was fishing here, I'll take a look along the river, what's the reason..."

"Okay, you go..." Liu Zhengfeng nodded.

Yang Ming inserted the fishing rod to the shore, got up and left...

"Oh... young man, I just can't hold my breath..." Liu Zhengfeng looked at Yang Ming's back, shook his head, and then grabbed his heart and lungs and began to stare at the fish float, muttering: "Get the hook quickly, take the hook quickly, take the hook quickly, take the hook quickly..."

Yang Ming walked along the riverside and finally found the truth of the matter by the river facing his own gate. It turned out that Wei Qingqing was yelling here and jumping high with a small jar, and she was giggling from time to time. The small jar was filled with little fish.

"Oh...what are you doing?" Yang Ming shouted.

"Ah..." Wei Qingqing was shocked when she heard Yang Ming's voice. She picked up the small jar, picked up the bucket at her feet, and ran away. Yang Ming saw it really. There were small fish filled with them in the bucket. As Wei Qingqing ran, several small fish popped out from time to time.

"This silly girl..." Yang Ming was so angry that he knew that Wei Qingqing was taking revenge on himself. However, when you are not watching, we are fishing with tourists. You are taking revenge in such an extreme way and then causing the tourists to suffer a heart attack. They are not young...
Chapter completed!