Earlier, the fish had been biting quickly. Within two minutes, he would feel a tug on the line, followed by it shaking back and forth and from side to side. Now, after all this time, there was still no movement at all.
He leaned his head over the gunwale for a look. The sea was calm, with only the wind setting the water slowly flowing. He tried lifting the line, then swayed it from side to side a few times. Perhaps because the boat wasn't moving, neither was the bait, so the fish wouldn't bite?
But as soon as he lifted the line, he felt a brief snag. When he brought the hook up, the bait was gone.
"I think there was a fish just now, but I might have pulled the line too soon."
"What's the rush? Fishing takes patience. How could a fish bite the moment you cast your hook? Some people go fifteen or twenty minutes without catching a single one. What are you in such a hurry for?"
Ye Yaodong was speechless. Who had just pointed out that there hadn't been any movement for ages?
Old geezer!
"Let me straighten out your line..."
"Hey! No need! I'll do it myself. Go cool off over there. I'll take my time fishing and having fun." Ye Yaodong raised the wooden stick in his hand high enough to keep it out of his father's reach.
Father Ye watched in irritation. If he hadn't been bored with nothing to do, would he have bothered coming over?
Disgruntled, Father Ye stopped watching and went straight back to his little stool, resting his chin on his hand as he enjoyed the sea breeze.
He had never had such an idle trip out to sea. There was nothing to do except leave the