"Well, my brother likes to eat fish, my mother believes in Buddhism and does not kill, and no one in the family is allowed to touch it, so I dare to kill." Yan Hui touched the back of the fish twice, and the fish instantly hooked its tail and bounced twice in the water, Zhuo Nan was splashed in the face, and his heart took a step back.

"Go home and get something," Yan Hui took the knife in his hand, "I'll get it for you." ”

Zhuo Nan watched with uncertainty as Yan Hui scooped up the fish with one hand and slapped the back of the knife on the head of the fish with the other, and the fish that was still alive and kicking instantly became quiet.

"Dead?" Zhuo Nan asked.

"No, I fainted." Yan replied.

Zhuo Nan quickly turned around and ran home, just in time to bump into the old mother who was holding the vegetables ready to come out, "Hey, what are you running, what about the fish?" ”

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