Fishing
Biên tập viên: Misty Cloud Translations
Because Leng Hua followed them onto the boat, Bai Qingcheng did not follow them, but stopped at the shore and watched as they boarded the boat and rowed towards the centre of the lake. The joyful laughter of the children on the boat were like silver bells, echoing in the air and into the ears of the crowd.
On the boat, two children sat at the bow, looking at the fish swimming in the water, laughing joyfully. Little Yue'er poked her head out and reached out her hand to fish, but was stopped.
"Yue'er, can't do this, you will fall into the lake." Xuanyuan Mo Ze spoke in a deep voice with unconcealed worry. Only after he saw that she had retracted her hand did the expression on his face ease and he said, "Just sit on the boat and watch."
As he spoke, he looked towards Leng Hua.
Leng Hua smiled and looked for the boatman to take a long bamboo pole with a pointed end that could be used for fishing.