Year after year, time flies, and another three years have passed. After Xiaomi had her six-year-old birthday noodles, her younger brother no longer allowed anyone to call him Iron Egg.
"Xiao Wei, hurry up and bring me a bucket!" Xiaomi shouted towards their house from the edge of the pond.
Jiang Wei, who was sitting under the big tree in front of the door reading a book, calmly closed the book, turned around to go home, and shortly after, came out with a wooden bucket.
Xiaomi was fishing by the pond. It was a crisp autumn day, the sun was quite strong, but hiding in the shade and with the occasional breeze, it wasn't hot at all.
"Sis, we already have a lot of fish at home." Jiang Wei stated the fact while scooping half a bucket of water from the pond.
He then lifted the fish basket that was half-submerged in the pond and poured it into the bucket. There were indeed quite a lot of fish, mostly crucian carp, followed by carp and herring.
