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Chapter 85: Little Fourth, What Do You Want to Do i

“What could possibly go wrong? Come on, isn’t it said that when men and women work together, the work isn’t as tiring?” Ye Fan said to Zhao Xiaotian beside him.

“Alright, maybe I’m overthinking it. I just have this feeling that Da Jian is going to be bullied quite a bit,” Zhao Xiaotian said, looking in the direction where the car had disappeared.

Just now, that woman named Jenny seemed like no simple character.

My good brother Fang Dajian is probably going to suffer a lot and get bullied countless times.

I’m starting to feel a bit sorry for him.

But that woman is quite the exceptional being too.

As the old saying goes, the more beautiful the woman, the more dangerous she is.

My brother had better pray for good luck!

“Alright, I’ll teach you how to fish. Watch, place the worm on the hook, then cast it out. You should only lift the rod after the float moves at least two times,” Ye Fan explained while demonstrating to Zhao Xiaotian.

Zhao Xiaotian came back to his senses and began to learn from Ye Fan.

It turned out to be quite simple.

He focused his gaze on his own float, ready to lift the rod at any sign of movement, but he failed to catch anything every time.

Either he lifted too quickly, or too slowly.

After several tries, he still hadn’t seen a single fish.

On the other hand, Ye Fan had already caught several crucian carps.

Zhao Xiaotian looked on, growing increasingly irritable and frustrated.

After lifting the rod several more times and still catching nothing, not even seeing a fish scale, he complained in confusion, ‘Damn, what’s going on, why can’t I catch anything?¹

“You see, take it slowly. Fishing is all about refining one’s patience and maintaining calm. You have to wait for the right moment to lift the rod,” Ye Fan advised.

Looking at Zhao Xiaotian’s impatience, Ye Fan shook his head slightly.

It was still early days.

Looking at his eagerness, he had some time to go before he could learn to be patient.

Take it slow.

Zhao Xiaotian knew he was being impatient and also understood that fishing wasn’t somethingyou could master instantly.

As the saying goes, haste makes waste.

Gradually, he calmed down and began to watch the float seriously, only lifting the rod when there was movement.

Despite trying several times, he still failed to catch anything, and even when he did hook a fish, it slipped off the hook before he could reel it in.

After all, these were fish raised by them. Ye Fan didn’t use barbed hooks.

Because if they used barbed hooks, it would be easy to injure the fish. If they caught too many fish and put them back into the lake, it could easily lead to the spread of bacteria and infection among them.

To prevent such an outcome, Ye Fan chose not to use barbed hooks.

“You see, you’re improving. It’ll get better gradually,” Ye Fan said with a smile.

“Yeah, I do feel that I’ve improved, and my mood has become a lot more stable,” Zhao Xiaotian said, grinning.

Isn’t that so? He felt his patience had improved slightly.

His heart also felt much steadier, not as irritable as before.

To think that he was such an impatient person.

In everything he did, he always rushed headlong.

This fishing thing is really amazing.

He made an effort to be patient, and finally, he caught a grass carp weighing over half a pound, which delighted him no end.

This was the first fish he had ever caught.

“Ye Fan, look, a grass carp, the first fish I’ve caught! We’U eat this one grass carp today, haha!” Zhao Xiaotian said excitedly, holding up his grass carp weighing over half a pound.

Grass carp are leaner and slightly longer than carp; it was about twenty centimeters long.

Zhao Xiaotian couldn’t be happier.

The fish he had caught himself, they would eat today.

‘Okay, let’s eat it. Zhuge, hand this fish over to the nannies and have them cook it for lunch today,’ Ye Fan said.

“Yes, Master,” Zhuge Liang said respectfully, picking up the bucket and walking away.

“You know, Fan bro, fishing is really fun. The joy of catching a fish is indescribable. It brings immense satisfaction. No wonder you love fishing so much,” ZhaoXiaotiansaid.

Then, he bowed his head to bait the hook with a worm and cast his line out again.

Indeed, he had taken a liking to that feeling.

It was truly delightful!

“Yeah, I like it too. Once you’re hooked, if you don’t fish, and you see someone else fishing, you’ll get itchy hands and want to fish!” Ye Fan said.

That’s how he was now; if he didn’t fish and saw others doing it, he would feel a bit off, especially his hands—they would itch terribly, making him want to throw in a line and fish.

“Is it really like that, hehe,” Zhao Xiaotian chuckled upon hearing Ye Fan’s description, amused.

He hadn’t expected fishing to be addictive.

Who knew if he’d get hooked, too.

The two of them continued fishing.

One fish for lunch was enough. The fish Ye Fan caught would be saved for dinner.

Bai Susu liked fish.

It would be for her in the evening.

At noon, after having lunch, Zhao Xiaotian finally left.

Having eaten the first fish he caught himself, he felt extremely happy.

Even his walk felt breezier.

At home, Ye Fan sat reading, occasionally glancing at the children.

The little ones were not fussy at all, quietly playing with their toys and even crawling around on the floor.

Ye Fan had already laid out a layer of tatami on the floor. He put the little ones and some toys on it, letting them choose and play with their favorites.

Ye Fan held his book, reading it while watching the children.

The four little ones seemed to be having a blast.

And with four robots by their side to keep an eye on things, Ye Fan felt his days were both peaceful and fulfilling.

They resembled the life of a salted fish.

As he played, Ye Fan felt something tugging at his trouser leg. He looked down to see Little Fourth, tilting his head back, grinning foolishly at him, drool streaming down in a line.

Ye Fan was speechless when he saw this.

Whose kid was this?

His drool was almost threadlike.

What a character!

Look at that silly face!

“Uh-uh’iih,” Little Fourth garbled at Ye Fan, grinning and cooing.

He looked utterly adorable.

His eyes were clear as crystal, with long, curved eyelashes, and his tender skin was as smooth as a peeled egg.

‘Little Fourth, what do you want? Do you want Daddy to hold you?’ Ye Fan gently asked Little Fourth.

He reached out to touch Little Fourth’s cheek, marveling at how good it felt.

A child’s skin is the fairest and most delicate.

“Giggle-” At the sight of Ye Fan talking and playing with him, Little Fourth’s laughter brightened even more.

He reached out his hands to clamber onto Ye Fan, showing surprising strength.

‘Out of the four, you’re the naughtiest and most playful. Come here, let Daddy hold you, my little treasure!’ Ye Fan set aside the book and picked up Little Fourth.

“Giggle-giggle-giggle”