The old man has always been calm and cold, and it's the first time he's been so... lively.
So lively, in fact... it's a bit unusual.
But the little girl is still cute and lovely, running around like a fluttering pink butterfly.
Song Qingwan came over at this time, suddenly saw him, paused for a moment: "All done with work?"
The man casually replied, still watching in that direction, eyebrows slightly furrowed, coldly: "Did the old man finally go crazy?"
Song Qingwan: "..."
Song Qingwan also looked in that direction, cleared her throat lightly, "Maybe he's just too happy, after all, he's been fishing for decades, and even if we combine them all, it's probably not as enjoyable as today."
Indeed, before, the fastest he could catch one fish was half an hour, now in just a few seconds, he's caught several fish, without even taking a break.
If this were gambling, the old man would probably have reddened eyes from so many wins.
"Daddy!"
