Chapter 482 Go Fishing (Part Two)
Chapter 482 Go Fishing (Part Two)
A breeze blew, and waves of ripples appeared in the river. Elsa was so excited that she pushed Bob away and said, "I'll look for them first!"
"If you can see it with your naked eyes, why do you still want the fishing rod?"
Elsa bent down again and pushed him away without raising her head. She said firmly, "There will be a lot of fishes. I'm going to catch them."
"No, the water is a little deep!" He was really afraid that she would jump down excitedly when she saw fishes.
"It's none of your business. When I was a child, Wendy always took me to catch fish. I grew up catching fish," Elsa said proudly without raising her head. Hearing what she said, Bob became more anxious. He sat on a stone beside her, put his arm under her armpit, lifted her up as if she was a child, and forced her to sit on the stone.
"You have already frightened the fish away. What else do you want to catch? Is this how Wendy taught you to catch fish?"
"Then I'll just get into the water!" Elsa pushed his hand away.
"If you go downstairs, you can only catch small fish, but no big fish can be caught. Especially if the fish is too small, it can only be played by a three year old child. Can you eat it?" He was afraid that Elsa would jump into the river when he was not noticing, so he threatened her deliberately.
Elsa restrained herself. He put the fishing rod into her hand and coaxed, "Hurry up. Let's have a big meal after catching a big fish, or... Cook fish in the wild. "
Elsa raised her head and looked at him curiously, "Roast fish?"
"Roast fish!" Hearing that, Elsa's eyes began to glow. It should be novel. She had never eaten barbecue fish.
"Do you mean barbecue with fire in the suburb?" Like a curious kid, she looked at him with her innocent eyes and he nodded with a doting smile. "Well, roast it with fire. Didn't you come out to play when you were a child?"
The corners of Elsa's mouth froze, and then she said disappointedly, "Yes, I would. When I was a child, it was my happiest time. Every time I showed off my brother and sister to my peers. I have two brothers and two sisters."
"Of course not!" Bob frowned.
All of a sudden, Elsa explained to him with a little sadness, "My brother, I, Wendy, and brother Brody, we always play together. The other sister is actually Wendy's biological sister, but she is dead. At that time... We were carefree. Wendy and I always liked to play tricks on my brother and brother Brody. Of course, the thing I enjoyed most at that time was that I took advantage of my brothers. They would only suffer losses every time. Especially Wendy, she always had many strange thoughts. Every time, she came up with the interesting games we played. "
With a complicated look in his eyes, he listened to her quietly. But when he saw the pain in her eyes, his heart twitched again. Although they were married and he was doing his best, she still couldn't forget him. It was a fact.
"Weren't you catching fish? Why was there no roasted fish? " He couldn't bear the pain in the bottom of his heart and interrupted Elsa.
Elsa was stunned for a while and said, "Because no one can, and no one knows."
"No way!"
"Well, of course Wendy and I didn't know how to roast fish. My brothers may know, but we had played a miserable trick on them. I guess they deliberately didn't want us to taste the sweetness." Elsa said with a smile.
With a smile, Bob changed the topic, "Fishing!"
"You spoke so loudly that even the fish was frightened, it was disturbed by you." Elsa couldn't help but complain. She was speechless at his loud voice. It was obvious that she was stupid and ran around as soon as she came here. She was happier than the little fish in the river, and she was almost shouting.
"You scared the fish away by yourself." After setting the bait for her, he couldn't help retorting.
"It's you. I just looked for the fish with my naked eyes. How could I disturb the fish? It's you who asked me to say so much nonsense." Elsa didn't submit. He sighed and had to say, "Well, well, it's my fault. Let's go fishing."
"HMM... If I can really catch some fish, will you roast the fish for me? " Elsa asked as she put the fishing rod in and looked at the calm water. There was obvious hope in her tone.
"Of course I will. You can fish first." At the same time, he straightened his fishing rod and said indifferently. His tone was very light and normal, but why did Elsa feel that something was wrong. She turned her head and stared at him unhappily. Without turning his head, he still looked at the rippling river, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
Elsa was even more confused, "Why don't you speak?"
Frowning, he didn't turn around and said in a low voice, "Keep it down. The fish was scared away."
Finally, Elsa frowned and turned her head. Instead of holding the fishing rod, she put it in her hand and began to wait.
Bob was also silent, and the atmosphere was quiet. The wind around them blew, making people feel relaxed and happy. With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Elsa stared at the quiet river.
As time went by, Elsa frowned. Even though the air here was good, she couldn't help but feel a little irritable after waiting for too long. When she was frowning.
A noise came into her ears. She turned her head and saw a large amount of water splashing on her face. When she realized, a fish had entered the wooden bucket. Elsa was so envious that her eyes almost fell out. The fishing rod of Bob reached into the river again.
Elsa looked at him unhappily. Why hadn't she had a fish for so long? She lowered her head and continued to wait silently. After another long wait, she closed her eyes leisurely. Not long after, water splashed again. When she turned her head, another fish that was even bigger than before was put into the wooden bucket. Looking at the face of Bob, Elsa suddenly had a feeling of grievance. Why did he catch all the fish she had waited hard for?
During this time, Bob focused on fishing without a look of Elsa. Her face slightly stiffened, and her eyes could not move away from his side face inexplicably. It was undeniable that this man was very charming when he was serious and focused. No wonder... Even if he was a man with a stain, there would always be a group of women chasing after him. He did have the ability to attract all the people.
It was almost dusk and the wooden bucket was full, but none of the fish was caught by Elsa. When she was depressed, another small fish was hooked by Bob. Elsa stared at him angrily.
"I want to change seats with you!" She said angrily. Originally, he was sitting on her left. When the fish swam from left to right, he must have gained the moonlight first. This seemed to be the reason why she couldn't catch a fish. He turned her head, stared at her angry little face with his black eyes and said with interest, "It's the same! Does it have anything to do with the seat? "
Elsa was unwilling to admit defeat and said, "It's true. In fact, every time the fish comes to my side, it's caught by you when I pass by your place. I'll sit over there."
With a faint smile, he stood up and really changed seats with her, but Elsa was not pleased. Seeing him change seats so quickly, she looked at him vigilantly as if she was afraid that he would play some tricks. Looking at the vigilance in Elsa's eyes, he couldn't help but smile, "What on earth do you want?"
Elsa frowned and said, "I... Change seats. Don't play any tricks. " Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
"Then do you want to change or not?"
Elsa looked at him hesitantly, but she nodded at the last time. "I'll change it, but you'd better not play tricks."
With a doting smile, he added, "Besides, you have to be quiet when you are fishing, so that you won't scare them away."
Elsa glared at him angrily and said, "I didn't make a loud noise either."
"Yes, but you are taking a rest with your eyes closed." After Bob saying that, Elsa stood up. At this moment, her mind was all on the position of "legendary treasure", so she didn't hear the last sentence of Bob at all.
After they changed their seats, Elsa felt uncomfortable and immediately shut up, waiting quietly for her fish to be hooked.