Dressed as a little fool: marry and have children

Chapter 438 Fish in Chang'an

He Daqing's eyes gently followed He Yuzhu's returning figure, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and the relief and peace of mind were clearly written on his face.

He breathed a sigh of relief, obviously relieved from his previous worries about Yu Haitang. As He Yuzhu stepped into the threshold of the house, several people quickly packed up their things - the basket was filled with fishing necessities, and two fishing rods were carried on their shoulders, ready to start their fishing trip.

The sun shone through the sparse clouds and sprinkled on the bluestone road, adding a touch of warmth to the trip. They rode with laughter and joy, and the wheels gently rolled over the road, leaving a series of long echoes.

When we arrived at the river, the breeze blew on our faces, bringing coolness, as if the air was filled with the scent of freedom and joy.

He Daqing and He Yuzhu tacitly chose a quiet river bank, where water plants swayed gently and occasionally a few water birds flew over the water, stirring up circles of delicate ripples.

They took down their fishing rods and carefully adjusted the fishing lines with skilled and focused movements. Seeing this, Chang'an's eyes sparkled with curiosity and excitement. He first circled around the two adults for a few times, and then finally couldn't hold back his inner desire and shouted in a baby voice:

"I want to fish, too! I want to fish, too!"

He Daqing's eyes softened when he heard this. He put down the fishing rod in his hand, squatted down, and looked at Chang'an at eye level. He gently touched Chang'an's head and said with a smile:

"Okay, Grandpa will teach you. Look carefully, we have to hang the bait like this first..."

As he spoke, he patiently demonstrated every step, from selecting the right bait to lightly attaching it to the hook, striving to make every detail clear to Chang'an.

Chang'an opened his eyes wide and studied attentively, holding the fishing rod tightly with his little hands, afraid of missing any details.

When he finally plucked up the courage and tried to imitate He Daqing's movements, his seriousness made the adults around him couldn't help laughing.

However, due to his lack of strength, Chang'an's rod-swinging action seemed a bit clumsy. The fishing line drew a crooked arc in the air and finally fell weakly into the shallow water near the shore. The bait gently hit the water surface, splashing a few tiny water droplets.

Changan saw this and showed a bit of frustration on his face. But He Daqing immediately gave him an encouraging look and words:

"It's okay, Chang'an. It's great that you can throw it out for the first time! Let's try again. Grandpa will help you."

As he spoke, he gently held Chang'an's small hand, and they both swung the fishing line out with force. This time, the fishing line drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell steadily into the river in the distance.

Changan jumped up excitedly, his face filled with the joy of success and a proud smile. He hugged He Daqing tightly and said repeatedly:

"Thank you, Grandpa! I can fish now!" This scene, warm and full of love, became one of the most unforgettable memories of their trip to the river.

He Yuzhu stood aside, his arms folded across his chest, a gentle smile on his lips, his eyes full of doting and praise for Changan. He shook his head gently, and said with a bit of doting in his smile: "This child has a good look."

He Daqing continued to patiently instruct Chang'an. He held Chang'an's little hand with one hand and pointed at the river with the other hand. His voice was gentle and full of patience:

"Changan, the most important thing in fishing is patience. You have to learn to wait, just like the river, flowing quietly, waiting for the fish to take the bait. Don't be anxious, take your time."

His words were like a spring breeze, which gradually calmed Chang'an's originally restless heart.

However, as time went on, Chang'an's patience seemed to wear thin. He occasionally rolled his eyes and looked around, then began to lightly kick the pebbles on the ground with his toes, and his attention was obviously distracted.

He Daqing saw it all, but said nothing. He just guided Chang'an more gently, trying to make him regain his focus and expectation.

At this moment, He Yuzhu's fishing rod suddenly shook violently. His eyes focused and he reacted quickly. He gripped the fishing rod tightly with both hands and lifted it up with force. A big silver fish jumped out of the water in an instant, splashing water.

When Chang'an saw this, his eyes instantly widened into an "O" shape, his mouth opened into an "O" shape, his excitement was beyond words.

He suddenly broke free from He Daqing's arms, ran to He Yuzhu and shouted, "Dad is so awesome! I want to catch a big fish too!" His voice was clear and pleasant, revealing his deep admiration for his father and his endless yearning for fishing.

Hearing this, He Yuzhu smiled proudly and gently. He bent down, patted Chang'an's head gently, and encouraged him:

"Son, be ambitious! Dad believes you can catch a big fish, and it will be bigger than mine!"

He Daqing was watching this scene with a smile on his face. When he heard Changan's call, he replied softly:

"Changan is really ambitious. Grandpa is looking forward to seeing the big fish you catch. But remember, you have to be patient when fishing. Take your time, and the big fish will naturally take the bait."

As he spoke, he gently patted Chang'an's shoulder, giving him silent encouragement and support.

Encouraged by the two elders, Chang'an once again focused his attention on his fishing rod. His little hands tightly grasped the fishing rod and his eyes stared at the river without blinking, afraid to miss any movement.

His breathing became slow and even, as if the whole world had quieted down and only the battle between him and the big fish that was about to be caught remained.

Not long after, Changan's fishing rod suddenly trembled slightly, followed by an increasingly obvious shaking. His eyes suddenly lit up, and his excitement was beyond words. He almost shouted:

"Grandpa! Dad! Look! There's movement on my fishing rod! The big fish is really coming!"

Upon hearing the voice, He Daqing and He Yuzhu immediately put down what they were doing, and ran quickly towards Chang'an with smiles of encouragement and expectation on their faces.

They stood on Chang'an's left and right, staring at the constantly shaking fishing rod, as if they were also feeling the tension and excitement with Chang'an.

"Hold steady, Chang'an, take it slow." He Daqing instructed softly, his hands gently resting on Chang'an's shoulders, giving him strength and support.

He Yuzhu was holding his fishing rod tightly. Although his fish had been hooked, his attention was completely drawn to Chang'an at this moment. He was afraid of missing any exciting moments.

The three of them worked together and carefully operated the fishing rods. Every time they reeled in the line, they seemed so cautious and powerful.

Finally, with a crisp sound of water, a fish jumped out of the water, drew a silver arc in the air, and then fell heavily back into the river.