Shen Yiguang walked up to Yang PeiMin and asked with a smile, "Thought of any way to cook them?"
Yang PeiMin glared at him, "Yeah, but first let's see how many they're preparing to cook."
She herself was quite fond of fish, it was just that she didn't know whether he liked it, considering they had already killed two chickens and there was pork as well. Cooking too much fish that couldn't be finished would be a waste, which was why she said that.
Shen Yiguang leaned close to her and whispered, "Tomorrow when we go back home, I'll catch some for you, and you can cook them however you like."
"That would be great."
In the end, everyone decided to kill four fish, each to be cooked in different ways. Since each weighed around five or six pounds, it would be enough to satisfy their cravings.
Only then did Yang PeiMin return to the house contentedly.
However, upon entering, she noticed that something was off.
Yang Dahai's expressionless face made it clear that he must be angry.
