He smiled mysteriously, then asked,
"Take a guess. Who do you think caught this fish?"
The moment he spoke, everyone at the dinner table froze.
"Did… Grandma catch it?"
Ling Zhiwei asked tentatively.
"Me? I can't even hold a fishing rod steady. The line goes crooked with the slightest twitch of my hand."
Ding Qin couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She pointed a finger at her little granddaughter beside her, her voice light and cheerful.
"It was Shanshan, your little cousin. She used a willow branch she snapped off by the river and a bit of line, and with a single WHOOSH, she hauled this big fish right out!"
The dinner table fell silent for a moment.
And then…
"What?!"
Ling Ancai's eyes went wide.
"For real?!"
Yan Yaya was so startled she nearly spilled her soup.
"Shanshan? A kid that small?! How old is she, five or six?"
Ling Zhiwei shook his head again and again.
"It'd be amazing if she could even hold the rod steady, let alone catch a fish this big!"
