Chapter 938: Chapter 395: Chen Yan: Why Can Everyone Else Catch Big Fish, But I Keep Catching Only Tiny Whitebait? [求订阅]_3

"This fishing spot doesn’t seem very hot. Lin, what do you think about that reed bed over there?"

"Not great. Even if there are fish in there, you won’t be able to pull them out. Just wait. Fishing is a sport that really tests your patience, just like coding. Only if you can endure loneliness can you surpass yourself."

After force-feeding everyone a bowl of chicken soup, Lin was just about to check whether his bait had dissolved when he saw the float in front of him twitch, then dive straight down.

"Holy shit!!!!"

He grabbed the rod with both hands and almost got dragged into the water.

Lin Xu took one look and quickly stood up to help, and the anglers around them all started cheering Lin on.

Very soon, a white fish weighing between a pound and two was yanked out of the water by Lin.

"Damn, a big white fish. That’s a rare catch around here. Li’s fish luck is pretty good."

Old Sun came over for a look and couldn’t help praising it.

Compared to crucian and carp, this kind of white fish was a rare species in this ditch. Its flesh is tender, perfect for pan-frying, and goes great with booze.

Lin Xu took it off the hook and weighed it in his hand—one pound seven ounces, enough for a plate of pan‑fried fish.

Lin’s face was split with an uncontrollable grin.

"This river’s good. We should come more often. Didn’t expect such a big white fish. Tonight, fish is on me, everyone."

Just as Yue Liyue was about to speak, his float also sank.

"What’s going on? Did I hook one too?"

He quickly grabbed his rod. The water rolled up quite a splash, revealing a mud‑yellow shape.

Old Sun’s eyes were sharp:

"Catfish, and not small either. Hold tight, hold tight. Catfish fight hard—don’t let it drag you into the river."

Before long, the catfish was hauled up.

After Lin Xu measured it, two pounds three ounces—not bad.

Braise it up, perfect with rice and drinks.

Seeing the two guys open the account, Zeng Xiaoqi and Chen Yan hurried to assemble their own gear.

Sadly, they were all thumbs, and it took Lin’s help for the two of them to finally get the ready‑made bait on and cast their Fish Hooks into the water.

But unlike Lin and Yue Liyue, who had both already landed fish, their floats didn’t even twitch. Meanwhile, the nearby anglers were hooking carp and Grass Carp one after another; everyone was opening their account.

The vibe along the little ditch got lively.

Chen Yan yanked her Fish Hook out of the water and examined the bait—still perfectly fine. So why wouldn’t they bite? Her face was full of confusion.

The angler auntie who’d just set a new record for the ditch stood there with her hands behind her back, imitating Chen Yan’s earlier tone:

"The year before last when I chartered a boat to go fishing in Hainan, I pulled up dozens‑of‑jin big fish, several of them... tsk tsk, no shade, I’m just quoting what someone said."

Chen Yan: ?????

It’s just an eight‑jin carp, what are you showing off for, seriously?

Annoyed, she picked up her rod and moved to Lin Xu’s left side, planning to mooch off his swim and see if it helped.

Zeng Xiaoqi was way more patient. She sat peacefully in her little folding chair, sometimes using her phone to snap scenery pics, sometimes wandering over to inspect everyone’s catches.

Fishing is all about having fun, after all.

After one round of checking everyone’s haul, she crouched on the dead grass and scratched Dundun under the chin:

"Dundun, Shu Yun and I are sisters with different dads and different moms, and you’re her godson, so that makes you my god‑nephew. We’re family now, so you gotta be more enthusiastic when you see me in the future, okay?"

Dundun couldn’t quite wrap his kitty brain around what kind of relationship "sisters with different dads and different moms" was supposed to be.

But he had a good feeling about Zeng Xiaoqi, so he rubbed his big head against the back of the pretty host’s hand.

From a bit away, Chen Yan, who had changed to another spot, called out:

"Director Zeng, you should reel up and check your bait too. It might’ve already dissolved. The bait we bought today kinda sucks; it falls apart as soon as it soaks."

Zeng Xiaoqi said with a grin:

"Isn’t it because you keep reeling up and down that yours falls apart?"

But checking wasn’t a bad idea. If the bait didn’t work, she could always bum some off Boss Lin.

When she sat back down in front of her own spot and just put her hand on the rod, she saw the float in front of her sink.

"Eh, what’s going on? Why did the float go down? Yan Baobao, that shop is so trashy. Not only is the bait bad, the float is also... ahhhhh I think I’ve hooked a fish... it’s pulling so hard, it’s dragging me into the water... help!!!"

Lin Xu got up and grabbed the rod fast, and only then did the great beauty Zeng avoid falling into the river.

Once she steadied herself, Lin had already pulled up her fish—a 5‑jin‑3‑ounce bighead carp.

For a bighead carp, that weight wasn’t particularly large, but the head on fish this size is tender, perfect for something like steamed fish head with black bean sauce or similar dishes.

"Hahahaha, never thought I’d actually land a five‑plus‑jin fish. This is insane. Yueyue, hurry, take a picture for me, I want the whole space station to know about this!"

Angler Auntie No. 2 was thus born.

The pressure now shifted to Chen Yan’s side.

She reeled in her own bait again, took it off and tossed it away, then switched to the bait mixed by Lin Xu.

She cast again; the float still didn’t move at all.

In the end, she switched to earthworms—still no use.

Have I already used up all my fate with freshwater fish and can only fish in the ocean from now on?

After trying all the baits one by one, she decided to rely on metaphysics to fulfill her fishing dream.

That metaphysics being...

"Dundun, your auntie’s usually just joking around with you. I’m not actually evil, don’t take it to heart. That god‑step‑auntie of yours who’s like eight family trees away could catch a bighead carp, and I’m your real aunt. Logically, I should be catching even bigger ones, right?"

The little kitty’s eyes rolled around, half‑believing his aunt. She said it was the last time every time, but before long she’d pull the same tricks again...

Still, on account of them being family, fine, fine.

Chen Yan hugged Dundun and muttered at him for a while, then went back to her spot and said smugly:

"Didn’t you all say praying to Dundun works? I’ve already done it, now I just sit here and wait for the big fish to bite."

Today she was landing a fish no matter what; if she really couldn’t hook one, she’d just go to the market later and buy a few thirty‑jin monsters. As President Chen, she was not swallowing this humiliation.

Just as she was thinking that, she saw her float twitch.

No way.

It really works?

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Only when the float sank did she grab the rod with both hands and jerk it back like she’d just hooked a ten‑jin carp.

A tiny minnow the length of a finger flew straight out of the water onto the bank.

The water on the fish and line sprayed all over her head and face.

The anglers around her were all dumbfounded.

What the hell?

It’s just a little minnow, but she made it look like she was hauling in a ten‑jin monster. What a waste if someone doesn’t film short videos with this.

Looking at the little minnow flopping around on the ground, Chen Yan’s nose practically twisted out of shape:

"What the hell? Everyone else is hooking big fish, how come I get a minnow? Dundun, do you know why?"

Dundun rolled around on the dead grass, his four little legs kicking happily.

Clearly, he found this scene hilarious too.

Shen Baobao jingled a set of car keys and said:

"My towel’s in the car. Go wipe your face, Yan Bao, and while you’re at it, help me move the car into the shade. It’s getting too hot in the sun; it’s uncomfortable sitting inside."

Chen Yan took the car keys, and seeing Dundun still laughing at her, scooped up the chubby cat in her arms and strode up onto the river embankment.

A few kilometers away on the highway, several police cars were chasing a Hyundai sedan, speeding toward them from the distance.

In the passenger seat of one police car, Ren Jie, whose left arm was freshly bandaged again, slapped the gun on his thigh in annoyance: 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"What rotten luck. How did that shot end up as a misfire?"

The colleague driving said:

"Your misfire didn’t bring him down, but it did save your left arm. Don’t worry, we’ll nab him again. He’s not getting away."

As he spoke, the Hyundai in front suddenly swerved right, leaving the main road and heading onto the embankment of a small river ditch.

Ren Jie picked up the radio and said:

"The target has turned onto the embankment of a small river ditch. We’re in pursuit."

After he finished, he muttered to himself:

"Damn, of all places, he drives into somewhere like this. There’s a mountain at the end of this embankment; if he dives in there, it’ll be like a clay ox in the sea... If only there were something up ahead to block him..."

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