I'm a junior in college this year, and I've linked my fishing check-in system.

Grandpa came over and took a look. He was stunned at first, then pushed aside Ms. Chen, who was watching the commotion, and went to the front.

Ms. Chen was used to being the tyrant at home, so she thought Jiang Zhiguo was just messing around again. She was about to lash out when she realized that it was probably her own father and she couldn't lash out, so she behaved herself.

"Soft-shelled turtle?"

Grandpa squatted down, squinted and examined it for a long time, then reached out and touched the shell.

"That's quite a size."

"Which market did you buy it from?" Grandpa squinted, clearly not wanting to hear that answer.

"Five pounds and two ounces." Jiang Qian placed the bag on the table. "Wild!"

He said with a grin, "I caught it while fishing."

"Grandpa, what do you think?"

He was just pretending, because he knew perfectly well that his grandfather was also a fisherman...

You have to show off, you have to put on a show.

Grandpa paused, his hand still touching the turtle. "Wild?"

He stood up, took another look at the turtle in the bucket, and his expression suddenly became quite interesting.

How long have you been fishing?

Thirteen days.

Perfect!

"Thirteen days?"

Grandpa's voice rose again, "You've only been fishing for thirteen days?"

My grandfather is now clearly feeling somewhat unbalanced...

Is it possible that my luck has turned out to be with my grandson, since I've only been fishing for thirty years and I'm a seasoned veteran?

Why should I?!

Grandpa really felt resentful. Why should he get the credit?

He's been fishing for so many years and has never caught a single wild turtle!

My grandson was conceived in just thirteen days?

He can't accept it!

Grandpa was renowned for his fishing skills and greatly admired Jiang Qian.

Grandpa thought to himself, "My grandson caught this, so I can show it off!"

Seeing Grandpa's expression, Uncle and Aunt couldn't hold back anymore.

Just as the uncle was about to speak, Ms. Chen used another bloodline suppression technique.

My uncle had originally intended to stop playing with the crickets, but my aunt still said:

"How much is this turtle worth?"

Grandpa was silent for a moment, then paused and said, "This isn't about money!"

"This kind of thing is different because my dear grandson caught it himself!"

Aunt laughed. Wasn't this just making amends for her grandson?

To put it bluntly, it's worthless wild stuff!

She suddenly felt better. This thing didn't look worth much at all. What's so valuable about a turtle? It's all green and doesn't look very appealing.

"A wild soft-shelled turtle!" Grandma exclaimed as she came out from the side. "These days, it seems like all the soft-shelled turtles are farmed, right?"

Wild soft-shelled turtles are really rare these days.

"The turtle you sent last time cost several hundred yuan, and it was farmed."

"How much would a wild one like this cost?"

Grandpa touched the tortoise shell. "It must be worth over a thousand."

My aunt's expression froze on the spot.

……

It was still afternoon and not yet dinner time, and Grandpa was getting restless sitting there.

He felt uneasy if he didn't go out and collect his catch.

He took out his fishing rod, slung it over his shoulder, and headed towards the back door.

"Let's go sit by the river."

Jiang Qian followed behind, carrying his own fishing rod.

Today is a battle for honor!

He knew that his grandfather had many fishing friends in the area, so he chose the more conservative platform fishing.

Jiang Zhiguo rushed out of the house.

"Wait, I'm going too!"

Grandpa turned and glanced at him, "Okay, okay, okay."

"Why not?" Jiang Zhiguo grabbed another lure rod that Jiang Qian had placed by the door, tossed it around, and said, "This one is lightweight and easy to use."

"My son's mother is my mother too!"

Jiang Qian watched as his pole was taken away, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Old man, you'd better not blame the fishing rod if you can't catch any fish...

The three people walked along the path behind the house to the river.

The river is not wide, but the current is slow, and the banks are covered with dense reeds.

The water was calm, with the occasional fish splashing across the surface.

Two people were already sitting by the river.

An old man wearing a straw hat was dozing off while holding a pole, and a thin old man in a vest was smoking next to him.

Grandpa called out from afar.

"Old Chen!"

The old man wearing a straw hat opened his eyes, raised his hand to greet him, "Old Jiang, what brings you here today?"

Grandpa slammed the pole into the ground, the sound so loud it could be heard along the entire riverbank.

"My grandson came and brought me a wild soft-shelled turtle!"

"More than five pounds!"

Old Chen was taken aback. "Wild?"

"Wild," Grandpa repeated, as if afraid the other person hadn't heard him clearly, "Five pounds and two ounces, alive!"

A thin old man smoking nearby leaned over and asked, "Really? Where do you find wild soft-shelled turtles these days?"

"My grandson caught it!" The grandfather pointed to Jiang Qian behind him, his pride barely concealed. "He caught it in Yinshan Lake!"

Old Chen stood up, looked Jiang Qian up and down, and said with a smile:

"This is your grandson? A college student?"

"From Suzhou University!" Grandpa added.

Jiang Qian nodded politely, "Hello, Grandpa Chen."

Old Chen nodded, his gaze falling on the lure rod in Jiang Qian's hand. "Young people fish too?"

"Yes, I've only been learning for a short time."

"Are you kidding me? Wild turtles aren't something someone who's just started learning can catch!"

He chuckled and said, "You're even better than your grandfather!"

Jiang Qian nodded and chuckled, "Oh, not at all, I was just lucky. My grandfather is much more capable."

Grandpa was very pleased; this grandson was the one he had always favored since childhood.

She used to have good grades, and now she knows how to be filial!

Jiang Zhiguo had already chosen a fishing spot and was frantically fiddling with his lure rod.

Of course he's a lure angler. As a man with extensive fishing experience, lure fishing is the romance of a true angler, and it's an unwavering principle in his heart!

Jiang Zhiguo is very confident.

In the past, when I couldn't catch fish, it was simply a matter of wind direction, water direction, geographical location, accuracy of information, crowds, or my wife being too noisy nearby...

It's definitely not his problem!

Now that he has a good fishing rod, he'll definitely be better than his son!

Jiang Qian glanced at the direction Jiang Zhiguo had placed the lure upside down and decided not to remind him for the time being.

"I think I know why Old Chen can't catch any fish anymore..."

Grandpa sat down next to Old Chen, and while baiting the turtle, he continued to talk about it, getting more and more excited as he spoke.

Jiang Qian found a quiet spot.

He looked at the water.

"Wow, we can even go fishing today..."

After thinking about it, he felt it was indeed a good idea. It would allow him to accumulate experience, and catching more fish to go back to at night wouldn't be a bad thing.

He chose general-purpose bait as his starting bait, since the hydrology of his hometown was quite different from that of Suzhou, and he didn't know what kind of fish lived there.

Across from him, three old men were looking at him curiously.