Chapter 59 - 059 Boiled Fish Updated in the Early Morning
Qin Xi, who had emerged from behind, had noticed everything and cast a subtly inquisitive glance at Li Xianglu, her eyebrows slightly raised.
Li Jianqing didn’t find anything wrong with his sister’s behavior. He pulled Qin Xiaopang aside and said, "Get it away, you’re grossing my sister out."
Qin Xiaopang, seeing that the siblings were cut from the same cloth, spat out "Fussy about nothing"! He pouted and placed the basket aside.
The fishing rods were ready, two thick ones and one thin one. Qin Xi took one of the thick rods, while the other was shared by Li Jianqing and Qin Zhen. Li Xianglu got the thin rod, meticulously crafted, which left Qin Xiaopang with his lips pouting sky-high, incessantly muttering about whether he really was their brother.
Qin Xi shot them a stern glare, alarming them into running straight ahead.
Li Xianglu and Qin Xi, carrying their fishing rods, moved chairs together toward the river.
Li Family Village’s production team benefitted from being close to the river, with convenient irrigation and drinking water making it a famously affluent village, despite the orange-tinged water from the abundance of loess.
However, there definitely were fish in the river. During the slack farming season, many men would come down, stretch nets from both sides of the river, and drag them to a point where they could block the water and gather the fish. They usually caught quite a few, which would then be shared among several families.
Qin Xi led the group directly to a deep-water area. The terrain was a bit higher here, the current gentler, and it was particularly easy to catch fish.
Li Xianglu spaced herself away from them, moving a couple of meters aside to set up her chair. After checking the water level, she adjusted the length of her line and the float. She baited her hook with practiced precision and sat down quietly, her movements seamlessly executed as if she had done it hundreds of times. All of these details were keenly observed by Qin Xi, who was adjusting her own fishing line nearby, her gaze growing more profound.
During spring, the water level was high, and the fish bred over the winter were most likely to bite. Almost immediately after Li Xianglu sat down, she noticed the float start to move. But she remained calm, gazing steadily without even a twitch. She was, after all, her father’s apprentice and knew these basics well. The fish were just testing; move now, and she would scare them away.