After a monumental effort, the two of them finally hauled the five- or six-pound grass carp onto the bank.
Seeing the fish still flopping on the grass, Luo Luo, the energetic little boy, immediately pounced on it, trying to pin it down with his body. But he couldn't handle the fish's strength and was sent tumbling to one side.
Though it hurt a little, he didn't cry or fuss. He just scrambled back up and tried again.
But a freshly caught fish was no easy opponent. One moment it would leap up and smack Luo Luo on the backside, the next the fish and the little boy would be rolling on the ground together.
Jin Qianqian was laughing so hard she nearly doubled over, and the nearby maidservants were all covering their mouths, trying to stifle their giggles.
Ancient Wen Heng paid him no mind, simply holding the fish's head down to remove the hook. He then tossed it back onto the grass and let his son continue to play.
