"Hey, everyone! My name is Li Dashun!"
The old man chuckled, scratching his head a little sheepishly. He had a simple, honest look about him.
But what was even more shocking than his age and appearance was his current location.
The old man was all alone in the pitch-black night, holding a fishing rod. He even had a small tent set up beside him. He chuckled, "I don't have any other hobbies. I just love to fish."
"I've already baited the spot. I'm planning to fish here all night, and tomorrow morning I'll take my catch home for my wife to make fish soup."
The old man chattered on, a proud look on his face. He didn't have many impressive hobbies, but when it came to fishing, he was a top-notch expert.
He had ignored his wife's nagging for the past few days, insisting on coming out to fish. Today, no matter what, he was determined to bring home a big one.
[I'm so jealous of this guy's laid-back attitude!]
[I love fishing too, but I can never catch anything!]
