"But why do I feel that she's so cute!" Zhang Zhen's wife felt that although such a woman looked like a boor, she was adorable deep down. However, she was so beautiful, and there was a hint of flirtatiousness in her cuteness.
"Is it cute?" Zhang Zhen was puzzled.
"Cute!" Zhang Zhen's wife said firmly.
…
When the sun set, Fu Xin and Jiang Xinyuan finally finished eating the fish. The fishing was over.
Fu Xin looked at her bucket and then at Jiang Xinyuan's bucket. She couldn't help but sigh. "There's not a single big fish. Looks like we can only drink fish soup today."
Jiang Xinyuan was not concerned about drinking the fish soup. He was counting the fish in his bucket and then Fu Xin's bucket. "Mom, I seem to have caught more fish than you." Jiang Xinyuan was secretly delighted.
Fu Xin took a look. Jiang Xinyuan seemed to be right. "Impressive! Tell me! What gift do you want?"
