A god-tier fishing spot, anglers lined up to give me money.

Yang Huizhang took the rod and excitedly ran to the trash can, bent down and rummaged through it, finding half a bag of bait.

He opened the plastic bag and took a sniff; his face instantly turned green.

Because of the hot weather, the leftover bait had been sitting in the trash can for several days, and the smell was sour and fishy that it almost made him vomit on the spot.

"Ugh..." Yang Huizhang held the packet of bait away from his nose, tears welling up in his eyes. "What is this thing..."

"Don't come any closer!"

Yang Qi covered his nose and took several steps back, looking disgusted.

"vomit……"

Seeing his disgusted expression, Yang Huizhang glanced at the bag of bait in his hand that reeked of a biological weapon, gritted his teeth, pinched his nose, and began to process it.

Add water, stir, knead into a dough—every step was a struggle against that smell, and I gagged several times along the way.

Keep mentally preparing yourself: the stinkier the bait, the more fish you'll catch, that's right...

It was done quickly.

He baited the hook, cast the line, the float hit the water, then gripped the rod with both hands, his eyes fixed on the water, a confident expression on his face.

"Here it comes!"

The float twitched, and Yang Huizhang jerked the rod up to reel in the line. When he did, the hook was empty.

He paused for a moment, then rebaited and cast again.

Five minutes passed and nothing happened, but bubbles kept rising around the float, making a lot of noise.

Twenty minutes passed, and the float remained still.

Forty minutes passed, and Yang Huizhang's posture changed from standing to sitting, then from sitting to squatting, and finally he simply hugged the pole and leaned against the tree.

His expression changed from full of confidence to boredom, and then from boredom to impatience.

"Why isn't it biting the hook yet?" he muttered, his tone full of complaint.

Yang Qi sat on a rock not far away, crossed his legs, and watched his brother's humiliated expression with a smirk on his face.

The result was that he was secretly manipulating the fish in the water. There were fish all around Yang Huizhang's hook, but none of them bit, letting the smaller fish eat them.

After another ten minutes or so, Yang Huizhang gave up.

He threw the fishing rod on the ground, stood up, and kicked the dirt on the bank: "I'm not playing anymore, it's not fun at all!"

"Hahaha..." Yang Qi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at? Is it that funny?"

Yang Huizhang's face flushed red, whether from the sun or anger, it was hard to tell. "Here you go! What a piece of junk! It can't even catch a single fish!"

Yang Qi took the rod, smiled, and patted him on the shoulder: "When fishing, patience is very important. Come again next time."

Yang Huizhang snorted, annoyed, "What are you fishing for? Didn't the internet say there would be protection for new books? You're lying. Come on, Grandma asked me to call you back for dinner. It's almost time."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qi laughed even louder. He had no choice but to secretly manipulate things; he couldn't let Yang Xiaojin get addicted. He had to work well with Yang Xiaojin to run the agritainment business.

If you get addicted and go to the reservoir every day, what kind of behavior is that?

Still laughing?

"Okay, okay, stop laughing."

Yang Qi checked his phone; it was 11:49, indeed lunchtime.

"Wait for me, I'll go with you."

Upon arriving at the cabin, Yang Qi closed the door, put away his fishing rod, and noticed that the person had already walked quite a distance.

He quickly quickened his pace and caught up.

"Are you still angry?"

"No." Yang Huizhang didn't even turn his head, but Yang Qi could still hear the sullenness in his tone.

"You didn't catch a single one, that's normal. Before you came, things were much worse for you; you fell right into the water."

"Really?" Yang Huizhang turned around and glanced at him.

"Really, you can ask the fish in the reservoir if you don't believe me."

Yang Huizhang was stunned for a moment before realizing he'd been tricked: "Second Brother!"

Yang Qi laughed heartily and quickened his pace to walk ahead.

As the two walked home, they passed Yang Daguang's house, where he was squatting in front of his door picking vegetables. He greeted them, "Xiao Qi, Hui Zhang, going home for dinner?"

"Grandpa, have you eaten?" Yang Qi slowed his pace.

"No, I'm just picking vegetables." Yang Daguang waved the greens in his hand. "Why don't you come over for a meal?"

"No, I'm leaving."

"You seem quite welcoming!"

"The difference isn't that I'm popular, it's that I can help them make money."

Yang Huizhang: "Ugh, I won't say, I won't say, let's go back to eat."

……

Back home, there were several dishes on the table: a plate of sweet potato leaves, a plate of stir-fried green peppers and eggs, a plate of cucumber salad, a bowl of seaweed soup, and fish.

Su Guanyin was carrying the last bowl of soup out of the kitchen when she saw the two of them return, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"You're back just in time! Wash your hands and eat!"

Yang Xiaojin and Yang Qinghui were sitting at the table.

Yang Xiaojin was looking at something on her phone, while Yang Qinghui was yawning with her cheek resting on her hand, her eyelids still drooping, clearly not having had enough of her afternoon nap.

Yang Huizhang took off his shoes and rushed to the sink to wash his hands, the water gushing out loudly, splashing water all over the floor.

Yang Qi walked to the table and sat down. He first served himself a bowl of rice, then served Su Guanyin a bowl and placed it in front of her: "Grandma, eat more."

"Alright, alright, I can do it myself." The old lady said this, but still took the bowl.

The family sat together, eating their meal.

The food was delicious, the dishes were fragrant, everyone was happy, and the whole family was very happy.

Yang Xiaojin talked about his afternoon plans while eating, with Yang Qinghui occasionally chiming in. Yang Huizhang, preoccupied with the fishing incident, kept eating without saying a word.

Su Guanyin glanced at Yang Huizhang several times: "Huizhang, why aren't you saying anything? Is the food not to your liking?"

"No, no," Yang Huizhang quickly shook his head. "It's just... I didn't catch any fish this morning, so I'm feeling down."

"What's so fun about fishing?" Yang Qinghui rolled her eyes. "You get so tanned, I'd rather stay home and sleep."

"You don't understand," Yang Huizhang retorted. "You can't experience the joy of fishing."

Yang Qi listened from the side, then picked up his bowl to cover the corners of his mouth that were turned up.

He had just experienced the joy of fishing that morning, and it was indeed easy to become addicted.

After finishing their meal, Yang Huizhang, Yang Qinghui, and Yang Xiaojin prepared to go out.

Su Guanyin was washing dishes in the kitchen when Yang Xiaojin stood at the door and said to her, "Grandma, we're going to town to buy some things. We'll be back later."

"Go on, go on, ride slowly on the road," Su Guanyin said.

Yang Qi watched them leave, then reached into his pocket and touched a Marrow Cleansing Pill.

He clenched the pill in his palm, took a deep breath, and walked to the kitchen doorway.

Su Guanyin was washing dishes by the sink with her back to him, bent over, her apron tied tightly.

They washed it very carefully, turning each bowl several times before putting it down.

"Milk!" Yang Qi called out.

Su Guanyin turned her head: "What's wrong?"

Yang Qi walked over, opened his palm, revealing the completely transparent pill: "Grandma, I bought a medicinal-scented chocolate, it smells so good, have a taste."

Su Guanyin observed that even from this distance, the fragrance of the medicine could still be smelled.

"Xiao Qi, this chocolate smells so good. You should eat it yourself; milk is hard to digest, so you don't need it."

"You eat."

Yang Qi walked over and handed over the pills.

"You eat it." Su Guanyin shook her head in refusal, "Grandma doesn't like sweets."

"You eat..."

"You insist on making me eat a single piece of chocolate, really."

……

The two of them pushed and shoved each other for a while, resulting in a stalemate.

Su Guanyin's attitude was firm, and Yang Qi had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "If you eat it, I'll agree to go on the blind date with you."

The old lady's eyes lit up immediately.

"real?"

"real!"

Without saying a word, Su Guanyin stuffed the "chocolate" into her mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it in one gulp.

After swallowing, he smacked his lips and savored the taste: "It smells quite good, but why does it taste like medicine?"

"Medicinal-scented chocolate, it tastes just like medicine."

"Is that so?" Su Guanyin stared at Yang Qi with a mixture of belief and doubt, her eyes shining. "You promised, you can't go back on your word. We'll go tomorrow."

"Here? Tomorrow?"

The old woman frowned. "You're not going to say you don't have time tomorrow, are you?"

Yang Qi chuckled, scratched his head, and leaned towards the door: "...Hehe, I'll go again when I have the chance."

After saying that, he turned and ran outside.

"Yang Qi, come back here right now."

Enraged, Su Guanyin glared at Yang Qi as he ran away and yelled, "Don't you dare come back!"

As Yang Qi ran, he turned back and shouted, "Grandma, I only agreed to go on the blind date, I didn't say when! See you tonight!"

He ran out of the house, the wind rushing into his ears, scattering most of the cursing voices of Su Guanyin behind him.

Su Guanyin stood at the kitchen door, about to curse again, when a warm feeling suddenly surged through her body.

The warmth came gently and continuously, slowly spreading from the stomach outwards and flowing through the blood vessels to the limbs and bones.

She froze, looked down at her hands, and saw that her previously stiff knuckles had become much more relaxed.

I tried bending over, and my back didn't hurt. I lifted my legs, and my knees didn't ache anymore.

The warmth continued, and Su Guanyin stood at the kitchen doorway, not moving for a while.

She could feel her breathing become steady, the occasional tightness in her chest disappeared, and she felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted, making her feel completely comfortable.

"That's strange, my leg doesn't hurt anymore, and my heart isn't pounding anymore..."