"Jianhui, I have good news and bad news to tell you."
Lin Zida said, empty-handed.
Zhuang Jianhui was still in the two-meter-deep pond, locked in a battle of wits with several catfish.
Upon hearing, he looked up, unable to clearly see the scene on the shore.
Zhuang Jianhui replied loudly, "Bad news? What news could there be today?"
He caught many fish and was returning with a full load, surely to be greeted with victory and glory!
Yin Yu smiled, "There is."
Zhuang Jianhui didn't like this girl; he saw through the insincerity hidden in her smile, which made him uncomfortable.
He didn't even acknowledge Yin Yu and instead asked, "Xiao Pang, tell me the good news first."
Lin Zida: "I emptied the bucket and basin of fish into the net, now we can catch even more fish!"
Wang Yong cheered, "Brother Lin is still the smart one."
Gong Jin: "That's great, I was worried the fish would suffocate. I don't want to eat dead fish."
