"My dear father, please don't break my heart like this," thought Yang Chuxia silently. Giving the fish to Old Yang would be no different from giving it directly to Old Lady Hua, wouldn't it?
Should she let her catch go to Old Lady Hua? No, that would sicken her to death.
Thankfully, Yang Qingrui and Yang Chuxia spent the afternoon together and got to know each other better, understanding Chuxia's temperament.
Without delay, Qingrui picked up a fish and blew on it before stuffing it into Dachuan's mouth, leaving Dachuan astonished.
Yang Chuxia couldn't help but give Yang Qingrui a thumbs up, "Well done, kid!"
Yang Qingrui nodded without hesitation, feeling he had done the right thing. Seeing Dachuan still dumbfounded, Qingrui said, "Father, eat quickly. It won't taste good once it gets cold. We each get one, and we'll bring the remaining three back for mother and our siblings, ah, and also the bird eggs—our little sister loves them the most."
