Damn it!
She doesn't know what kind of fish bit through her fishing line, but luckily she brought several extra fishing lines.
After retying it, Mingyue complained, "Sister, I've tied the fishing line five times already, what's that thing down there that keeps biting my hook?"
"I don't know, I'll wait until I catch it this time," Mingjing said, feeling a pull, and then she lifted it up with force.
Seeing the fish that had taken the bait, she slapped it across the face in annoyance, "You're the one who bit my hook and made me cut the fishing line?"
The pufferfish was dazed from the slap, and soon its belly swelled up. Its little mouth opened and closed as if it was cursing her. Mingjing slapped it again.
I remember she caught a pufferfish last time, this one is a bit bigger than the last one.
This thing is not worth eating, and it might kill you if you're not careful. Without thinking, Mingjing put it on the ground and kicked it into the sea.
Yes, better than the Chinese national football team.
After taking the last shrimp out of the bucket and throwing it back into the sea, Mingjing was about to sit down when Mingliang walked over carrying a watermelon.
"Isn't it a coincidence? There was a watermelon over there, so we opened it and ate it."
Mingjing glanced at the melon, shook her head, and said, "You eat it, I don't like it."
She just couldn't bring herself to eat the melon.
"Then I'll eat it myself." Mingliang picked up the watermelon and threw it on the ground, splitting it in two and revealing the red flesh. He then took a bite of one of the pieces.
"Mingyue," Mingliang said, handing a piece to Mingyue. "It's quite sweet."
Mingyue took a piece and had just taken a bite when Mingjing's fishing rod suddenly sank. She quickly lifted it, and there was a fish.
This time the pulling force was stronger than the last time, and Mingjing was clearly struggling to keep up, her body leaning forward continuously.
"Is it a stonefish?" Mingliang asked curiously, waiting on the shore with a landing net.
"What are you waiting for? I'm about to fall in, reel in the line!" Mingjing gritted her teeth and reeled in the line.
Mingliang handed the landing net to Mingyue and then went to pull up Mingjing's fishing rod.
"It might be a large grouper," Mingliang estimated.
The fish kept splashing in the water, and waves rippled across the dark surface.
"Let out the line." Mingliang felt like the rod in his hand was about to break, and kept reminding Mingjing to let out the fishing line.
"no."
Mingjing pulled back with all her might, and the fishing line trembled violently.
After the two persisted for more than ten minutes, the fish slowly released its grip, making it easier to pull the line.
A fish emerges from the water to look at one, and Mingyue, shining a flashlight, frowns, "The Five-Spotted Sparrow is really that powerful?"
A five-striped finless bream, a small fish no bigger than the palm of a hand, was caught on the fishing hook. Mingjing was a little confused.
This doesn't feel like a five-span sparrow.
"Two sticks, and a big stonefish!" Mingyue jumped up with joy.
The net is presented. Mingyue catches the stonefish and lifts it ashore. The stonefish is large, and it is quite difficult for Mingyue to lift it.
"This stonefish must weigh at least ten pounds, right?" Mingliang stretched out his arm to measure it; it was about as long as his arm and weighed at least ten pounds.
"Quickly put it inside and keep it there."
Exhausted and panting, Mingjing picked up the fish by the tail and threw it into the fish basket.
"I'm going to rest for a bit, you guys go fishing," Mingjing said, sitting on the ground, too tired to move.
Fishing is also a physical activity; you really need to be strong to do it.
Mingliang stood at the fishing spot, sensed a fish, and lifted the fishing rod.
Bang!
The fishing rod broke off completely, leaving only half of the tail; the other part was pulled into the sea by the fish.
"What a pity, it should have been a big fish."
Mingliang was feeling extremely uncomfortable. He turned around and saw Mingjing lying flat on the ground. "Mingjing, why did you stop fishing?"
"I'm tired. You go fishing, I'll rest for a bit."
It took her more than ten minutes to catch that ten-pound fish; anyone would be exhausted by now.
“I’ll try your fishing rod; maybe I can catch a ten-pound stonefish,” Mingliang said, picking up Mingjing’s fishing rod and sitting down.
The five-banded finches were injured by stonefish and are now dead, making them perfect bait.
Mingjing broke off a piece of gourd and lay on the rock, browsing the fishing tackle shop's page.
It's actually quite sweet.
My luck is still incredibly high; there should be more big shipments coming.
Just as she was thinking, Mingliang shouted, "Hey, hey, there's a fish! Mingjing, your fishing rod is great, it's really resilient. Mine is different from yours!"
"What kind of fish?" Mingjing asked curiously as she stood up.
Given the usual practices of fishing tackle shops, could it be a stonefish weighing over ten pounds?
This fish has a strong pull, but for some reason, Mingliang seems to pull it very smoothly.
"Let me see." Mingjing picked up the flashlight from Mingyue's side and shone it on the sea. It looked like a large silver fish with a very long body.
Once Mingliang pulled the fish up, Mingjing could see clearly that it was a silver ribbonfish, over ten meters long.
"Such a big ribbonfish? Mingjing, can I have your fishing rod?"
Fishermen value their fishing rods more than their own lives; the feeling of having a good fishing rod is comparable to that of a hundred cigarettes.
"Just leave it at home, take it if you want."
Mingjing stared at the large ribbonfish with delight. These creatures are usually found in the deep sea, and it's extremely rare to catch one unless it's caught by a large ship.
"Sister, this ribbonfish must weigh at least twenty pounds, right?" Mingyue had never seen such a big ribbonfish before, and she was completely stunned.
The ribbonfish died as soon as they were brought ashore. Mingjing put the ribbonfish in the bucket, but after circling its tail several times, it could only be left outside.
"Alright, it's getting late, let's go back."
The sea breeze grew stronger, making Mingjing's nose run.
She's made her money back on these fish today; she's not greedy.
"I'll fish a little longer, maybe there will be more."
Mingliang became interested; the feel of that touch was really good, and he wished there were more.
"If that were possible, it would be troublesome."
Mingjing put away the fish basket and muttered to herself.
If ribbonfish come to the shallows, it means there's an earthquake on the seabed. If more come, there will definitely be an earthquake here in a few days, and then a tsunami or typhoon is no joke.
The fish basket weighed several dozen kilograms, and Mingjing and Mingyue worked together to pull it ashore.
In another spot, Mingliang cast his bait and within two minutes caught two fish, both of them small red snapper.
"Forget it, let's go back. Live fish are more valuable than dead fish."
Mingliang packed up his fishing rod, picked up his bucket, and headed back.
They used to be fearless, only catching big fish by going out to sea. This was the first time they had ever caught a big fish by sea fishing like today, and he had almost forgotten.
"Sister, there's so much stuff, I can barely carry it all," Mingyue said, holding a long fishing rod, a stool, and a bucket of water in one hand.
"Give me."
Mingjing took the stool and tucked it under his arm, carrying the bucket of fish in one hand and the fishing rod and stool in the other.
The fish basket was too heavy, and it contained stones, fish bones, and poison, so Mingliang could only carry it in his hand, keeping it as far away from his body as possible. He also had to carry a stool in his hand, and he had to take small, quick steps when walking.
"It's too heavy, sis. Next time let's go fishing on a motorcycle. I should have known better than to bring so much stuff."
Mingyue complained as she walked onto the main road.
Unafraid of being followed by fishermen even in the dark, the group carried their fish and hurried home.
Ten minutes later, when they got home, the three siblings threw down what they were carrying, spread it all out on the floor, rubbed their arms and backs, and gasped for breath.
The bucket weighed at least twenty pounds, and they couldn't switch hands. The group ran all the way home, and it was a miracle it didn't break.
"What happened? Did the dog chase you?"
Sun Yunmei came out when she heard the noise, and walked up to them with a smile.
"Second Uncle, Third Aunt, Fourth Aunt, what are you doing sitting on the ground?" Ming Lei stood aside, holding an ice pop.
"Quick, give your second uncle a taste, he's about to die."
Mingliang snatched the mung bean cake from Minglei's hand and stuffed it all into his mouth, leaving the stick for Minglei.
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