"Then, shall we have grilled live fish for dinner? Grandma, what do you think?" Mi Jing asked again.
"Sure!" The old lady happily agreed to enjoy the fruits of her labor, after experiencing the joy of fishing. She then remembered Shen Lingxing and said, "Jingjing, I think I've found the trick. You go teach Xingxing."
Since the old lady had spoken, Mi Jing naturally had no reason to refuse. Moreover, she hadn't been dwelling on "Xinchen", and the emotions she had just felt had already been put behind her after conversing with the old lady.
Mi Jing smiled and nodded. Then she took a fishing rod from another black box and repeated what she had just told the old lady to Shen Lingxing.
"Wife, I didn't quite understand." Although Shen Lingxing said this, he wasn't worried about his intelligence at all, and his face still carried a gentle smile.
Seeing this, Mi Jing squinted slightly, thinking that he was pretending not to understand.
