Wan Chu'er looked toward the middle of the river, but she couldn't see the bottom, turning to Mai Qiqi, she said, "We should be careful. Falling in would not be a pretty sight."
Now it was summer, and their clothes were light and thin. If they got wet, their body lines would be clearly exposed, and there was the ill-intentioned Yang Fan nearby.
Mai Qiqi glanced at the riverbank, laughing she said, "We only have two tools, and one is already being used to hold fish. We can't catch fish with our hands. It's no fun. How about we go up the mountain and find some sticks to stab fish with?"
Since there was only one basket to catch fish, and the bucket was used to hold the fish they caught, essentially it was Zhou Weining who was swinging the basket in the water to catch fish, while the other three goofed around and loosely directed him. After a while, they had only managed to catch two fish.
