Swoosh.
The old man pulled hard on the fishing rod, and the fishing line swung back. Suddenly, a lively big fish was thrown onto the shore.
The fish, having left the water, struggled desperately.
The old man urgently said, "Boy, quickly catch it!"
Ye Qiu was speechless, then rolled up his sleeves to grab the fish.
But after several attempts, because the fish was too slippery and also too big, Ye Qiu struggled to finally catch it.
He tossed it into the basket, wiped the water off his face, and looked at the old man sitting on a small stool, focused on watching the fish, not acknowledging him, and said speechlessly, "I say..."
"Shh!"
Just as Ye Qiu was about to speak, the old man interrupted him with a hand gesture. Ye Qiu looked at the old man staring at the fish in confusion, shook his head helplessly.
He stood quietly aside watching the old man, who remained silent, just staring at the fish,
