"You! You little!" The boy's face turned red, "Ungrateful woman!"
Daisy Ginger teased him with a smile, "Not bad, you even know how to use idioms?"
"I'm never talking to you again!"
The little boy, looking gray and dull, got angry, twisted his bare feet, and ran away quickly.
Daisy Ginger watched him leave with a smile, then leisurely lay back on the chair under the sun and began to fish.
Before long, she started to feel drowsy.
"Your bait's been taken."
Someone suddenly said near her ear.
Daisy Ginger opened her eyes, just in time to see a fish swim away with her worm. She turned her head and saw the mischievous gaze of the little boy.
Looking at his smug expression, Daisy Ginger supported her face and said, "Why are you so naughty? You saw my bait being taken and didn't tell me."
"Hmph, why should I tell you? You, who say bad things about me!"
The little boy crossed his arms, still sulking, and spoke to her rudely.
