The three brothers walked along, with Lin Chunju following behind.
The cold wind howled on the chilly autumn night, and they were so hurried when they left that they even forgot to put on an extra layer of clothing.
Yue Jiannan shivered uncontrollably, "Mother, it would be the same if we came to look tomorrow. Why did you insist on calling us at this late hour?"
They were exhausted from a day of fishing, sustained only by the thrill of it.
Just when they finally took baths and felt they could sleep soundly, they were roused by Mother in the middle of the night.
Now they felt sore all over their bodies.
Lin Chunju glared at him, "What if someone had ill intentions and tampered with the fish pond? If we come tomorrow, the fish might all be dead."
Yue Jiannan sneezed, then rubbed his nose and muttered softly, "You speak as if it's true, but that's all your speculation."