The grandparents looked at Luo Tong as if they were playing child's play, and when the hook was thrown into the lotus pond, they no longer looked at it, but kept staring at the water, and from time to time they flicked the water.

In the eyes of grandparents, Luo Tong is child's play, Grandma Sheng stood by Grandpa Sheng's side, her face was very calm, it didn't matter if there was no harvest, it could only show that Luo Tong had no talent in fishing.

Luo Tong's whole mind was in the water, focusing on the big fish she was concerned about. She was too close to the shore to see very clearly.

Suddenly, the hook sank, Luo Tong was brought to the ground, and the fishing rod was drawn into a bow. Sheng Qiwu was quick and grabbed the hem of Luo Tong's clothes, so that Luo Tong would not be dragged into the lotus pond.

The incident happened suddenly, and everyone's eyes looked over. Luo Tong was stable, and after being caught by Sheng Qiwu, he also stood up straight.

Grandpa Sheng knew that the fish was not small as soon as he saw the reaction of the buoy, and looking at the buoy was a skill that every angler must learn, if he could not understand the condition of the buoy, it would be a little difficult to catch a fish.

There are some master anglers who can roughly determine the type and size of the fish biting just by looking at the fluttering of the buoy.

Grandpa Sheng is such a master, after all, he has been an angler for decades.

He didn't care about fishing anymore, but threw down the fishing rod and stood beside Luo Tong to instruct her on how to harvest the big guy here.

Under the guidance of Grandpa Sheng, Luo Tong hurriedly loosened the fishing line and let the fish pull the buoy all the way to the depths of the water.

The larger the size of the fish, the greater the strength in the water, but Luo Tong did not dare to risk competing with the fish.

Although he didn't catch a fish on the ground, Luo Tong, who had watched others catch fish a few times, naturally understood that if he died with the fish, I am afraid that it would be easy to break the fishing line and work in vain.

In this way, Luo Tong held the fishing rod in both hands, and the fishing line was retracted and released, and began a tug-of-war with the big fish in the water. Slowly, the figure of the fish began to churn on the surface of the water, making waves of ripples.

The sound of the big fish slapping on the surface of the water was still very loud, and everyone watched it. There are less than five fingers of people who really come to fish, and many people are here to see if Luo Tong has a harvest today.

Chinese people like to be lively the most, once someone starts, someone will follow.

After a while, a large group of people came around Luo Tong and began to point, including grandparents from the resort center and tourists who came to the orchard at noon.

There are a lot of people who like to point fingers, and all of a sudden, several voices in Luo Tong's ears began to point out to her.

This one says, "Take-up, take-up." ”

The one said, "Pay-off, pay-off." ”

Luo Tong naturally turned a deaf ear, after all, this is not the time to hesitate, there are too many opinions, if he doesn't control it well, he may be in chaos all of a sudden.

It doesn't matter when it's on the side, now the fish is on the hook like an arrow on the string, so it's not sloppy for a moment, it's better to rely on yourself.

She didn't care about what others said, she clutched the fishing rod and was engrossed in fighting with the fish, showing no sign of letting up at all.

Sheng Qiwu saw that Luo Tong's feet were slightly apart, his center of gravity was very low, he was holding the fishing rod with both hands, staring at the fishing rod with a serious expression, and the fishing line was rhythmically retracted and released.

Although the fat grandfather said that he was not very good at fishing, but he was good at eating, he looked at the churning water, and stabbed Grandpa Qi's arm with his arm.

"Look at this fish is so big, what kind of fish must it be? Could it be that it is still a wild big fish?"

Grandpa Qi took a step away from Fat Grandpa angrily: "Old Fat, your hand is really big enough! I don't know what kind of fish this is, I guess it's not small." ”

Indeed, the figure of the fish biting the hook is faintly visible in the water, like a dragon crossing the river. The fish are constantly churning at the bottom of the water, making a splash.

"Hehe, I'm blessed tonight. ”

The fat grandfather sucked his saliva and said with a smile, already fantasizing about what Mason would do in the evening.

"It's still delicious with sauerkraut fish, or you can make fish balls into fish steaks. ”

Speaking of eating, Grandpa Qi also came to the spirit, and the two discussed next to Luo Tong.

Looking at the two people who were discussing hotly, Grandpa Sheng rolled his eyes, the fish was still in the water, and he thought about what kind of dishes the fish would make delicious after catching it.

Grandpa Sheng suddenly thought of a fable he had read before, from Liu Yuanqing's "Ying Harmonic Record".

The original text is like this: In the past, people who saw geese flying would shoot them with a bow and say: "If you get it, you will cook." His brother argued: "Shu Yan should cook, Xiang Yan should burn." "Fight and sue the uncle. The club uncle please cut the goose and cook it half-burned. It has been a goose, and it is far away.

The meaning of the translation is as follows: Once upon a time, a man saw a wild goose flying, and was about to shoot it down with his bow, and said, "When you shoot it, cook it and eat it." ”

The younger brother objected, arguing, saying, "The perched geese are suitable for boiling, and the flying geese are suitable for roasting." The two kept arguing until the club.

He suggested that the geese should be cut open and half boiled and half roasted. By the time the two brothers went to shoot the geese again, the geese were already far away in the air.

When Grandpa Sheng thought of this, he suddenly felt that Fat Grandpa and Grandpa Qi were doing the same thing as the brothers in this fable.

The fish hasn't arrived yet, and we're discussing how to make it. Don't be dehooked by their crow's mouth, thinking about it, Grandpa Sheng hurriedly looked back at Luo Tong's movements.

Luo Tong grabbed the fishing rod with his left hand, and with his right hand, he turned the wheel from time to time, released the line, and patiently fought hard with the fish.

All her thoughts were on Yu'er, and she didn't hear a word of what Fat Grandpa and Grandpa Qi said.

Grandpa Sheng looked at Luo Tong's technique, although it was a little jerky, but the handling was quite appropriate, so he didn't make a sound to interfere with her.

Judging from the situation in the water, this big fish is estimated to be either a black fish or a silver carp, of course, the specific species has to be caught to identify.

There has been no clear pond in the lotus pond for many years, and no one can say what kind of fish are in it.

Seeing that Luo Tong and this big fish had spent more than twenty minutes, Sheng Qiwu looked at Luo Tong's thin elbows, and he was a little frightened.

It's been a stalemate for so long, can Luo Tong still hold on? So he offered to let Luo Tong rest for a while, and he continued to reel in the fishing line.

It's a pity that he was rejected by Grandpa Sheng, what Grandpa Sheng meant was that if he was replaced at this time, the tactics could not be exactly the same as the previous ones, and the fish would easily break free.

Luo Tong also thought about having a beginning and an end, so he refused Sheng Qiwu's help.