"Sister A-Tan, once you catch it, you need to toss it into the basket. This fish is slippery."
"I'll help you catch it."
"Let me."
The three young boys flashed their white teeth in laughter, then caught a fish and brought it over to A-Tan.
"You guys keep them to eat at home. I'm just catching for fun," A-Tan said defiantly, finally catching a fish. Marcus Quinn pulled a piece of wild grass from the side, tied the fish's mouth with it, and the fish obediently stopped struggling.
"This river is long, and although the wild carp are not large, they are very tasty. I'll make you some carp soup when we get back," the man said in a deep voice, looking at her intensely, wiping the water droplets off her face with his sleeve.
"Okay. Marcus, there are so many autumn crabs here, let's catch them and bring them back as ingredients for the Holiday Village," A-Tan said with bright eyes.
