The two children gazed at the turtle and started making all sorts of wild guesses.
Lin Qin took one look and let it be, then called Chen Wenjun to go take a shower.
She sorted out the bucket of fish and said, "Shall we bring the fish trap up first? Otherwise, the flood might wash it away, and we won't be able to find it."
Chen Wenjun nodded, "Let's do it now, or we'll be drenched again later."
The trap had only been set for a day; the couple thought it wouldn't yield much, but unexpectedly, it was filled with bulging bamboo fish.
The stranger it is, the more it suggests the weather is about to change.
The couple didn't dare to delay. After retrieving everything, Chen Wenjun quickly rowed the boat to the harbor, mooring it with the other fishing boats.
Once done, he finally went to shower and eat with peace of mind.
The first half of the night was still quite muggy.
Lin Qin and the two children didn't sleep very soundly.
