"Oh, if you don't want it, we do. Hurry... get a net and see if we can still scoop it up. Something that small shouldn't be able to swim very fast..."
"If we catch it, we can stew it tonight for a nourishing meal. It's much better than a young hen. We can save some money and give the whole family a boost. Hurry up..."
They had been raring to head out to sea and get to work, with everything already prepared. As soon as Rat's wife called out, his father briskly fetched the fishing net he had already sorted out, picked a spot, and cast it.
The sight infuriated Ye Yaodong.
Damn it, I just released it, and now they're trying to catch it? What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Rat merely gave him an embarrassed glance before leaning over the gunwale to watch the water too.
Furious, Ye Yaodong wanted to unleash a torrent of curses, but held himself back and shouted, "Damn it, I just let it go, and you're trying to catch it? What the hell?"
"Didn't you say you didn't want it? If you don't want it, we do. You already threw it away anyway..." Rat's wife shouted, then urged them to see whether they could haul the net up yet.
"Motherfuckers..."
The engines of both boats kept chugging beside them, and the sea wind whooshed around them, drowning out his subsequent curses and making them hard to hear.
Father Ye was also condemning their lack of decency. "Who does that? We just released it, and you're trying to catch it, right in front of us... ah..."
Father Ye's voice abruptly caught.
Ye Yaodong also let out a startled cry!
Several otters' heads had emerged around the net they had cast. He counted