You Must Wear a Helmet When Fishing

Some people wanted to go to the hot springs in the afternoon, while others wanted to sing in the KTV in the farm. There were also those who wanted to go boating on the pond or pick strawberries.

The strawberries planted in autumn can be picked in December.

Girls all like to pick strawberries.

They can eat while picking, which is so much fun.

After dinner, the sun was covered by dark clouds. Fang Jun suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Old Mo! Wanna go fishing?"

"Sure. Go to the reservoir?"

Fang Jun was holding several fishing rods in his left hand and a box in his right.

"Yeah. The fish in the reservoir are not as fat as those in the pond, and there's no need to adjust the water level. "

The fish in the pond are fed with feed, so they have a strong fishy smell.

However, the fish in the reservoir grow in a vast water area with good water quality and plenty of space to move around.

Except for some fish species that like to hide at the bottom, most of the reservoir fish don't have a muddy smell.

There were also a few boys following them.

Since it wasn't too sunny now, it was a good time to go fishing. Maybe they could catch some big fish and take them back to the farm for an extra meal.

On the way, someone asked, "Can we fish in this reservoir?"

Fang Jun waved his hand. "Of course it's okay. This reservoir isn't a drinking - water area, nor is it a no - fishing zone. We can fish here normally, and it's not the fishing ban season yet."

As they walked outside, they met He Guoan, who had just dropped off some guests.

"You're going fishing. Pay attention to safety. Wait for me, please."

Fang Jun rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"Don't wait for my uncle. He must be going to get a life - buoy."

Sure enough, He Guoan came running back with a life - buoy in his hand.

"Even if you don't wear a life jacket, you should at least take this. Safety comes first."

"Come on, uncle. I've been there so many times without any problems. Don't worry."

He Guoan pointed at Fang Jun.

"Look at what you're saying. It's better to be safe than sorry. My sister only has you as her son."

Lin Mo reached out and took the life - buoy from He Guoan.

"Safety is really important. I'll take it."

He Guoan immediately gave a thumbs - up. "This young man has a good sense of safety. He has a bright future."

After saying that, he patted Lin Mo on the shoulder and then turned back to the farm.

The reservoir was not far from the farm. It only took a few minutes to walk there.

When they got there, they saw a dozen or so fishing rods scattered around. The people were all well - equipped, obviously experienced anglers.

They found a place where there weren't too many people.

The three boys who followed were Lin Jiajun, Feng Hong from their class, and Feng Hong's friend Xia Ziqian.

Xia Ziqian casually asked, "Why are they all so far apart?"

Even the familiar anglers weren't standing close to each other. There was at least a few - meter distance between them.

Lin Mo smiled and said, "They're afraid that others will steal their fishing spots. Anglers all have their own ways of making fishing baits, and they think their bait formulas are the best in the world."

Lin Mo's grandmother's home was in Gulao Water Town, where people made a living from fishing. So Lin Mo often went fishing with his cousin when he went back.

He knew a little about the technical terms of these anglers.

"What about us?" Xia Ziqian asked.

Fang Jun laughed. "We're not professionals. Let me tell you, sometimes the more professional you are, the harder it is to catch fish."

Xia Ziqian said "Oh".

"I get it. It's like the saying 'poor students have a lot of stationery'!"

A nearby angler looked at them angrily.

"Keep your voices down. You'll scare my fish away."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Lin Mo clearly saw that there were no fish in this angler's bucket. It seemed he hadn't caught anything.

"Come on, let's start fishing. Who here has never fished before?"

Among the five people, only Xia Ziqian raised his hand.

Lin Jiajun casually took a fishing rod from Fang Jun.

"I'm okay. I often go fishing with my dad and the others."

Feng Hong put his arm around Xia Ziqian's shoulder.

"Don't worry! Dad will teach you how to fish."

"Get out of here. Don't end up with me catching a fish while you don't catch anything."

Lin Mo also silently picked up a fishing rod. He examined it carefully. It was probably an entry - level fishing rod worth a few hundred yuan.

But it was good enough for fishing in the reservoir. It wasn't for sea fishing after all.

Fang Jun opened the toolbox and started making fishing baits.

It was obvious that Fang Jun was very experienced. He quickly made several baits and gave them to others.

Lin Mo casually took a bait, put it on the hook, and easily cast the hook out.

"Your bait is kneaded quite well. It doesn't fall apart easily."

Lin Mo's spiritual sense fell into the water, and he could clearly see everything underwater.

Fang Jun laughed. "Of course. The bait I make will never fall apart. We just need to wait for the fish to take the bait."

The others also cast their hooks. Feng Hong was guiding Xia Ziqian on how to cast the hook.

The nearby angler showed a look of disdain. I can't catch any fish, how can you?

But he forgot that there were novices here.

Lin Mo clearly "saw" a carp swim up to Xia Ziqian's hook, swam back and forth, and finally couldn't resist taking a bite.

The fish bit the hook, and the hook caught the fish.

In an instant, the float sank.

Xia Ziqian didn't feel anything in his hand yet, but Feng Hong shouted at once, "Ziqian, there's a fish on the hook."

Then he immediately grabbed Xia Ziqian's fishing rod and started pulling it.

And Fang Jun immediately went to get the landing net.

Soon, a carp about half the length of an arm was caught.

"Wow! We got one. Great! We'll have an extra meal tonight."

The reservoir carp now eat water plants and plankton. Their meat is firm and not very fishy, which is perfect for an extra meal.

Several nearby anglers were quite envious when they saw this.

Especially those who hadn't caught any fish.

Lin Mo didn't use any spiritual power or his spiritual sense. He just sat on the stone pier quietly waiting for the fish to bite.

On the other side, someone else also caught a fish, but there was only one cheer.

As time went on, every fish caught by a friend was a torture and a self - question for an angler.

And Lin Mo continued fishing.

No fish went for Lin Mo's hook, while others were all catching fish. Fang Jun also caught a grass carp.

But Lin Mo didn't catch anything.

Lin Jiajun couldn't help joking, "Finally, there's something you're not good at."

"Fishing is all about luck. There are so many things I'm not good at, like giving birth to a child."

Everyone burst into laughter.

The angler who hadn't caught any fish seemed unable to stand it anymore. He scooped up a big ladle of bait and threw it into the reservoir.

"I don't believe it! If I still can't catch a fish, I'll ask Yutoubiao to tow a fish bomb over here."

Hearing this, Lin Mo couldn't help turning to look at the angler.

"Uncle, you're fishing without a helmet. How can you say such things?"

The angler was stunned for a moment and then shouted, "Who says you must wear a helmet when fishing?"