The weather was getting warmer, and the thin ice covering the lake started cracking. Jin Er was fishing in one of the holes. The dark blue water underneath the ice was peaceful and calm.
Good-For-Nothing had finished the meat, and started gnawing on the chicken bone.
Jin Er noticed Snowy gazing at the lake, and asked, "Snowy, do you want to fish? I can teach you, if you want."
Snowy wasn't interested in fishing at all. Asking her to sit for hours by the water was the same as asking her to die.
"Uncle Jin, are there fish in the lake? Don't they freeze to death in winter?" she asked.
"How could the fish freeze to death? They aren't tropical fish."
"Then why isn't the hook moving at all?" She asked again.
"Because I haven't put the bait on." Jin Er pulled the rod up to show her.
Snowy was doubtful, she didn't know whether there actually was no bait, or the bait was already taken by fish.
