Chapter 281. Fish
When they saw even Luo Song, the Hua Yunao brothers, and the cleanliness-loving Jin’er were among them, they were even more shocked, their mouths gaping open.
"Uncle..." Jin’er, who was in high spirits, called out when he saw the two uncles who were stunned.
"Uncle Qiang, Uncle An Nai..." Jin’er waved his mud-clad little hand in front of the two.
"Ah... Jin’er" They blinked and came back to their senses, smiling sheepishly.
"Uncle... hurry back to the village and call people. If we don’t hurry, the fish we brought back will all go bad." Jin’er said with a chuckle, looking at the two who were still out of sorts.
"Ah... yes, yes, I’ll go call someone right away." Hua Qiang couldn’t help but grin as he looked at the pile of fish, then dashed toward the nearby mule cart and headed into the valley.
"Uncle An Nai, do you have any water here? We’re dying of thirst." Hua Dabao was so tired that he didn’t want to move a step, his throat feeling terribly dry, and he shouted at Hua Annai gasping for breath.
"Yes, yes." The other young men couldn’t help it either, each looking at Hua Nai’an with eager eyes, making him feel creepy, almost thinking he’d turned into some elixir being fought over.
Daya and Xiaomao, these young women, though thirsty, were too shy to say so, young ladies surely caring about their image.
"Wait here." Never having been so popular before, Hua Nai’an quickly went inside and brought out a jar of cooled boiled water, with a stack of bowls on the lid.