Mo Zhixuan took out a fishing rod and line from the space and said to Bao Bao and Bei Bei, "Bao Bao and Bei Bei, shall we fish for mommy to eat, okay?"
"Okay." The two little ones immediately ran over from the other end of the bamboo raft.
After Mo Zhixuan prepared the bait, he handed over two short fishing rods to Bao Bao and Bei Bei. The toddlers sat neatly on the edge of the bamboo raft, staring at the floats, completely still.
Little White and Little Grey lay down next to them.
The scene was exceptionally harmonious and beautiful.
However, the scene didn't last long before Bao Bao couldn't sit still any longer. "Daddy, why aren't the fish biting my hook?"
Seeing that Bei Bei and Mo Zhixuan had already caught several fish, Bao Bao anxiously scratched his head and ears.
It's hard to tell who the child takes after, he seems to have no patience whatsoever.
"Brother, don't worry, the fish I catch can be for you to eat," Bei Bei turned back to look at Bao Bao.