The sun is not big today, but the temperature in the air is still quite high.
When the servant saw this, he set up a parasol and placed a small table filled with iced drinks and desserts in case of emergency.
The old man was sitting under the parasol, the wrinkled old man holding a very expensive fishing rod in his hand.
He squinted slightly, his sharp eyes fell on the surface of the lake, but his expression was leisurely, waiting for the fish to get the bait!
He started fishing when he was young and never stopped.
Nowadays, although people are old, their fishing skills are as perfect as they are. No one knows better than him how to catch fish in the shortest time and the most effective way.
This thing is actually the same as gambling. The more you fish, the more addictive you are.
Suddenly, Yu Guang glanced not far away, and the old man let out a cold snort in disdain.
With the help of the servants, Song Qingwan and Little Lori set up their umbrellas.
They sat on the chairs below, drew long fishing rods from their fishing tackle bags and set them on the edge of the pond, seemingly ready to start fishing.
That posture is extremely unprofessional at first glance.
The old man inevitably sneered, his old face full of disdain and ridicule.
Women are women, just like this, what can they catch?
It's just to pass the time.
It was a waste of his good fish!
The old man's mood now is just like buying a bottle of expensive and mellow wine with a long history. It should have been tasted carefully, but Song Qingwan and the little girl swallowed it as tea.
Seeing them ruined like this, I was anxious and distressed!
But the next second, he was slapped in the face!
Seeing that the fishing rod over there was just put down, Song Qingwan heard a surprise and excitement: "Lili! Come on! Moved, the fishing rod moved, we must have caught the fish!"
Song Qingwan couldn't lift it up alone, but called two servants to catch the fish: "Lili, where's the bucket, where is the bucket for the fish?"
The little girl was holding a fish bucket about the same size as hers, and stumbling and lovingly trot over: "Auntie and auntie, I'm here, and the bucket is here too. Put the fish in it. It's uncomfortable."
Even though the distance is so far away, the old man can still clearly see that the fish is really big.
The old man turned his head with a heavy face, but still gave a cold snort of disdain.
Humph, that's just a little bit of luck.
Can't explain...
"Hey, Lili, look, your fishing rod has moved too, and there must be another fish bait!"
Father: "..."
"God! This one is bigger than the one just now!" Song Qingwan said with a smile: "Our luck today is really good."
Father: "..."
...
In less than half an hour, Song Qingwan and Lu Li fished a bucket full of fish.
Almost as soon as the bait was put down, the fish was hooked.
They are very lively here, and from time to time they will find someone to help pull the fish up. In contrast, the man who is said to be a professional fishing player looks much colder...
Half an hour later, he only caught a small fish, not as thick as his fingers.
The old man's face was completely black.
...
Song Qingwan and Little Lolita have fished enough, and they don't plan to fish anymore.
They were lying next to the bucket, counting fish one by one, after a long time, little Lori raised her shiny eyes, stretched out her little hand, and compared a number:
"Aunt, aunt, we caught nine fish! So many!"
Song Qingwan smiled, before he had time to reply, he saw the old man walking towards them with a heavy face holding the fishing rod.