The entrance to Qili Village boasted a river, and not just any river, but one teeming with fish. Hence, every household had fishing nets to speak of, and even the poorest of families, if not owning a net, surely possessed a fish basket.
With so many children in the Zhou family, how could they possibly be without a fishing net?
Having figured out a method, Manbao dashed home to search for a fishing net in a puff of smoke.
Naturally, Datou and the rest were eager to join in the excitement. Searching for nets meant they wouldn't have to pick wheat, and as for asking their parents for work, the field was too far away for them to bother walking over.
Thus, the children divided the labor. One group followed Manbao to look for the fishing nets while another sought out tall, straight sticks.
Just as Manbao dragged out the fishing net, she saw Bai Shanbao standing by, watching her with an unhappy expression on his face.
Manbao belatedly realized and exclaimed, "Oh, is it already 9 am?"
