"Cousin, go for it! Tonight's midnight snack depends on you," Li Xiaopeng chuckled from the side.
Lin Yang slapped his chest, "Leave it to me, Uncle won't be able to get away from tonight's snack."
Yang Xincheng pretended to be displeased, "So you two are ganging up to fleece me, huh? I don't have much pocket money as your Uncle, so tonight we're only having one dish, Mixed River Fish Soup!"
Lin Yang laughed, "You still have pocket money? Wait until I spill the beans to Aunt later." He cast his line into the river again.
This time the cast didn't land near the Yellow Perch's mouth. There were only two big Yellow Perches in the river, and the biggest hadn't come out of the weeds yet.
Yang Xincheng had just turned around to sit back down for fishing when Lin Yang let out a small cry of success, "Got one."
"Damn it!"
Yang Xincheng's face was a picture of disbelief as he gazed at Lin Yang. Was there another catch just less than a minute after casting the line?