"Then we need to prepare more buckets to store the fish!"
Lin Yi listened silently on the side and couldn't help pouring cold water on them, "Fishing relies on God's favor, it's not like you can catch as much as you say you will. Now the current is so strong, the nets aren't safe. Don't end up with nothing and damage the nets too."
When there are floods, along with the fish, there are also floating debris like trash and tree branches. If these get tangled up, it could be troublesome.
Chen Wenjun chuckled, "Dad! By then, I'll use some bamboo poles to block them. There's no way our nets will get damaged."
Curious about Chen Wenjun's method, Lin Yi decided to go help.
In the afternoon, as expected, the rain lessened, and the water level of Nanxi visibly rose.
The couple, worried about the situation at Nanyu, hurriedly used bamboo poles to check it out.
Upon arrival, they found the water level was about twenty centimeters from the ground, not affecting Nanyu at all.
