This time, Jing Qingran was far away from him, she was upstream, he was downstream, and they were visually separated by thirty meters.

"Wife, why are you so far away from me, are you afraid that I will eat you?" Mu Zhengchen looked at her lightly and asked lightly.

"I'm afraid that those fish will circle around you, and I won't be able to catch a single fish." Jing Qingran told the truth.

"Even if you go that far, you may not be able to catch a fish!" He still spoke quietly, but his voice was very clear, so far away, he could hear it clearly.

"How is that possible?" Jing Qingran waved her hand, she was so far away from him, she didn't believe that she couldn't catch a single fish.

Then, Mu Zhengchen pulled up the fishing rod, and a big fish hung firmly on his hook.

And Jing Qingran didn't catch a single one.

What's going on? Jing Qingran gritted his teeth, is fishing really by luck? Jiang Taigong fished, and it took more than ten years to fish, and in the end, only that fish was hooked, although the hook he used was straight.

However, the hook used by Jing Qingran is curved! Moreover, the bait is the same brand as her husband...... Isn't the difference too big?

"Fishing should be calm, your hook can move at every turn, how can those fish come to eat?" Mu Zhengchen taught the little lady the fishing experience.

Jing Qingran heard him say this, it really made sense, he was too calm! Especially when he caught three fish, and he didn't catch any of them.

This time, Jing Qingran sat on the bank of the river, the eight winds did not move, guarding his fishing rod, and did not ask about foreign affairs.

Just keep it like that.

Ten minutes later, Mu Zhengchen pulled up the fishing rod again and caught a very good-looking sweetfish.

Jing Qingran finally caught her first fish, she was very happy, she had been motionless for so long, and finally there was movement! She lifted her rod and pulled a fish out of the water, which broke out of the water.

It's a crucian carp, two fingers wide and ten centimeters long, and it looks pretty much the same...... It's okay, try slowly. Jing Qingran cheered himself up.

Put the crucian carp in the basket, continue to hook the bait, and then, tossing the line into the water, she quietly guards the rod.

This time, after waiting for a long, long time, Jing Qingran was waiting for his second fish, and Mu Zhengchen, who was thirty meters away, had already caught a lot of fish......

He looked at Jing Qingran in the distance with a smile, Jing Qingran was depressed in his heart, the fish she caught for the second time was even smaller than the fish she caught for the first time......

Depressed, so depressing! Jing Qingran is an ascetic nun, sitting motionless in meditation, waiting for the fish in the water to take the bait, but unfortunately, after waiting for so long, the men in the distance caught fish from the water one by one, and it seems that the fish he caught are quite large......

If there is no contrast, there is no harm! Even if Jing Qingran is no longer jealous of him, she is very depressed in the face of the powerful facts.

A small bird tread water and flew by, shattering a pool of spring water.

"Wife, let's go back." Mu Zhengchen shouted to Jing Qingran through the faint air.

"I just caught two fish...... "Jing Qingran wanted to cry without tears.

"I've caught a lot of fish, and there's too much fish to eat." The man said.

Jing Qingran gritted his teeth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say it.

The blow of this red fruit fruit, is there wood?

Mu Zhengchen put away his fishing gear and walked towards Jing Qingran with a fish basket.

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