Probably curious about what Chen Yang was doing there, Qiangzi led his ox over directly.
When he got close, he glanced at Yang Ruoxi.
However, rural children are shy, so he didn't let his gaze linger on Ruoxi.
He turned his attention straight to Chen Yang.
"Uncle Chen Yang, what are you doing? You've been staring into the river all this time."
Qiangzi asked with a smile.
Chen Yang turned his head and took a glance at Qiangzi, then he instinctively said he was fishing.
"Fishing? Uncle Chen Yang, there are no fish in this stream anymore."
As soon as Qiangzi heard Chen Yang was there to fish, he immediately said this.
"How can that be? I remember there used to be plenty of fish in this stream, how come they're suddenly gone?"
Chen Yang wondered.
Qiangzi smiled: "Uncle Chen Yang, you might not know, but last time someone dumped a bottle of chemicals into the stream, and all the fish died."
When Chen Yang heard this, he was immediately astounded.
