After sitting by the lake for several hours, Evelyn Ford was getting sleepy. The other anglers around them started to head home one by one, so the two of them packed up, picked up their two buckets of fish, and returned to the small courtyard.
When their neighbors in the courtyard saw them return, they all gathered around to see the day's catch.
"Ford, could I trade you for a fish?"
"Of course. Which one do you want?" They couldn't eat them all anyway, so Evelyn Ford was happy to trade with her neighbors.
"This one. My daughter-in-law is in postpartum confinement, so I need to make her some crucian carp soup."
"No problem." Evelyn Ford got a bundle of straw rope, and after the neighbors made their picks, Ronan Kendrick strung the fish together and handed them over.
