Chapter 58

Today's sun is not big, but the temperature in the air is still quite high.

After seeing this, the servant set up an umbrella for him and set up a small table full of ice drinks and desserts in case of emergency.

The old man sat under the umbrella, his wrinkled hands clinging to a very valuable fishing rod.

He slightly narrowed his eyes, sharp eyes fell on the surface of the lake, but his expression was leisurely, waiting for the fish to bite!

He started fishing when he was young, and he never broke it.

Now although people are old, but the technology of fishing is pure green. No one knows better than him how to catch the fish in the shortest time and the most effective way.

It's just like gambling. The more you fish, the more addictive you become.

Suddenly, Yu Guang glanced at not far away, and the old man snorted with disdain.

Song Qingwan and xiaoluoli over there also set up umbrellas with the help of the servants.

They sat in the chairs below, pulled out long fishing rods from their fishing gear bags and put them on the edge of the pond. It seemed that they were ready to start fishing, too.

That posture is extremely unprofessional.

The old man can't help sniffing, and his old face is full of scorn and ridicule.

Women are women. What can they catch?

It's just killing time.

It's a waste of his good fish!

The old man's mood now is that he finally bought a bottle of expensive, mellow and long-standing red wine. He should have tasted it carefully, but he was swallowed by song Qingwan and the little girl as tea.

Looking at them so spoiled appearance, impatient and heartache!

But the next second, he was slapped in the face!

Seeing that the fishing rod had just been put down, song Qingwan was surprised and excited: "pear! Come on! It's moving. The fishing rod is moving. We must have caught the fish! "

The old man said

"Good fellow! It's a big fish

Song Qingwan couldn't carry it by himself. He also called two servants to catch the fish: "pear, pear, where's the bucket for fish?"

The little girl was holding a fish barrel about the same size as her. She stumbled and ran over with lovely love: "Auntie, auntie, I'm here, and the bucket is coming. You put the fish in it, it looks so uncomfortable."

Even if the distance is so far away, the master can clearly see that the fish is really big.

The old man's face was heavy and turned his head, but he still disdained a cold hum.

Well, just a little bit lucky.

It doesn't mean that

"Oh, pear, look, your fishing rod has moved, and there must be a fish on the hook again!"

The old man said

"My God! This one is bigger than the one just now! " Song Qingwan's voice with a smile came over: "we have good luck today."

The old man said

……

In less than half an hour, song Qingwan and Lu Li caught a bucket full of fish.

Almost as soon as the bait was put down, a fish caught it.

They are very busy here. From time to time, they have to ask for help to pull up the fish. By contrast, it is said that the old man of a professional fisherman is much colder

Half an hour later, he only caught a small fish, not as thick as his finger.

The old man's face was completely black.

……

Song Qingwan and xiaoluoli have fished enough, and they don't plan to fish any more.

They were lying by the bucket, and the fish were counted one by one. It was half a noise. Little Lori raised her bright eyes, stretched out her little hand, and compared the numbers:

"Auntie, we have fished nine fish! A lot of it

Song Qingwan was smiling. Before he could reply, he saw the old man with a fishing rod and a heavy face coming towards them.

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