Jiang Xiluo knows whose responsibility this belongs to.

She glared at Jiang Xijing dissatisfiedly: "I'll ask you to pull it up quickly."

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Xijing replied: "That may not be stable."

Jiang Xiluo looked at Jiang Xijing's expression of mistakes not on me but on fish, and sighed helplessly.

She had no choice but to wave her hand and lift her arms up in a vicissitudes: "Forget it, it's meaningless to continue the argument, it's better to start over."

If you hold on to time tightly, you might be able to overtake the curve?

Give up not in Jiang Xiluo's dictionary, but she decided not to give it to Jiang Xijing anymore, and went straight past him, and began to fiddle with the fishing rod according to the shallow fishing knowledge she had just learned.

Jiang Tang looked at Jiang Xijing, who was tall but inexplicably disliked, and silently squatted to Jiang Xiro for help, and took the initiative to take the initiative to take the initiative to take Xizel to help.

Cizel also guided Jiang Xiro without reservation, without any awareness of being an opponent. He even stumbled his head and looked at it carefully for a long time, and then he said that this is definitely stable.

Unfortunately, fishing is not technology, it is metaphysics.

Obviously, the positions of the ice-chipping holes selected by the two teams are not far apart, Jiang Xiro's second fishing rod is much more focused and rigorous than Cizel's casual throw.

However, the fish just didn't want to bite the bait on their side, so they caught Jiang Tang Xizeer's team of fishing rods and kept pounceing on them.

The originally empty fish bucket quickly produced five additional fish, each of which was plump and energetic, jumping around in the small bucket, which almost made Xizel unable to escape. Jiang Tang took it himself and suppressed a group of restless fish.

Cizel wiped the splash of water on his face and deliberately lowered his voice: "Do you want to find another bucket? Or we might as well..."

He glanced at the two figures squatting beside the ice cave with some intent.

Whether it is the business tycoon Jiang Xijing or the scientific research genius Jiang Xiluo, they are all losers who doubt their lives in front of the empty fishing rod at this time.

It seems that they will continue to fail.

Asking Cizel said that it would be meaningless to continue to persevere. It is almost five o'clock now, and even if you give Jiang Xijing and Jiang Xiro another two hours, you may not be able to overtake it.

Jiang Tang also had this idea. She walked behind the two lonely and bleak figures: "It's too late, why don't we go back?"

Jiang Xiluo sniffed, his eyes firmly: "My dictionary has not given up on two words."

Jiang Xijing sneered: "Then you may have to check whether your dictionary is pirated."

Jiang Xiluo narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "Jiang Xijing, what do you mean?"

Jiang Xijing stood up in the pocket of the black down jacket with his hands in his hand: "What I mean is to stop the loss in time."

Perhaps because he had been squatting for too long, his legs were a little numb. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough and stabilized his body, he would probably have been too late to say this high-profile sentence and would have made a fool of himself on the spot.

……fortunately.

Jiang Tang looked at Jiang Xijing who was about to give up, then looked at Jiang Xiluo who was squatting next to the ice cave and planning to continue to hold on. He always felt that there was a smell of gunpowder floating between the two.

She was still hesitating whether to persuade her, but she didn't expect that Jiang Xiluo patted the snowmos on the white down jacket and stood up, raised her eyebrows and showed an expression of approval.

"You make sense."

She actually unexpectedly recognized Jiang Xijing's words.

Jiang Xiluo pressed the hair that flew out from under his hat: "Tangtang, we lost this game. According to the bet, Jiang Xijing and I will unconditionally agree to one of your requests. Why don't you consider what requirements are appropriate now?"

"..." Jiang Tang could only say, "Then let's think about it."

A fishing competition ended without any suspense.

The four of them put their things back to the cabin and returned home with a full fish bucket. It was almost half past five.

The elders and their group happened to come out of the tea room and collided with them who had returned from outside.

Su Ling walked up with her shawl and smiled and said, "I was about to call you! Is this the fish you caught?"

She looked at the fish bucket in Jiang Tang's hand curiously, and seemed not surprised by their fishing. She must have asked the butler in advance.

Jiang Tang also delivered the bucket under the noses of the elders, allowing them to appreciate the harvest this afternoon.

A group of elders seemed to have seen some rare treasures gathered together—

Mrs. Li was the first to comment: "This fish is strong and tastes good."

Yu Zhou was even more surprised by the bucket of fish: "I didn't expect that you guys are so good at fishing!"

Jiang Chengzhe explained with satisfaction: "Xizel is not a half-baked person, and now he is considered a half-master."

David was also curious and couldn't help asking: "Huh? When did Xiaoxi learn how to fish?"

Jiang Chengzhe patted his chest without any modesty: "What I teach, how is it? Are famous teachers good disciples?"

Su Ling pushed his arm angrily and said angrily: "You really know how to gild your face!"

Jiang Chengzhe was also very proud and said proudly: "This is the fact!"

It made everyone laugh, and the air was filled with a sense of joy.

At this time, Su Ling suddenly asked a very critical question: "Did you catch these fish together?"

This was a very casual sentence, but for some reason, after asking, the four of them were silent.

Jiang Xiro shrugged and explained: "No, they were the two of them." Then he explained two fishing competitions about them.

Su Ling was puzzled but calm at first, and her face gradually became strange. Then she didn't know what funny point she got from Jiang Xiluo's straightforward narrative story, but she actually laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist.

The other elders were also laughing more or less, but Su Ling laughed the most exaggeratedly.

"It's okay." Su Ling could still take the time to comfort Jiang Xiro, "Maybe you just don't have talent."

Jiang Xiluo, who grew up listening to others praise her for her genius, heard someone say "no talent" to her for the first time.

She frowned: "What I said is funny?"

Su Ling shook her head and denied: "No, mom thinks you are so cute."

Jiang Xiluo:...

Since then, she didn't know what nerve she was touched. She practiced fishing skills every day on holidays. Later, she became a master of amateur fishing enthusiasts, punching Xizer and kicking Jiang Chengzhe, and then she stood at the pinnacle of Jiang's fishing skills...

Su Ling was very pleased at that time. After all, it was also a good thing to let Jiang Xiluo go out of the laboratory and take the initiative to develop a hobby. He could go to the mountains to breathe fresh air and wash his lungs from time to time.

I just don’t know who this child’s damn desire to win or lose is like.
Chapter completed!