70s Delicate Girl: A Guide to Being a Rich Woman-Chapter 57: Holding a Grudge?

Xu Mumu glanced at the young man who was seriously catching fish and thought, this guy must be a bit foolish.

As for Yin Yang, there are indeed many women who like this flirtatious man, several at the educated youth point, and quite a few girls in the brigade.

"Big sister, I can’t spear it." After struggling for a long time, Xu Jiaojiao still hadn’t speared a fish, and the little girl’s mood was extremely dejected.

"It’s okay, let me try. You’re just too impatient, you need patience to spear fish," Xu Mumu said helplessly.

"Better if big sister does it. I’m too clumsy," the little girl said, frustrated, feeling she had wasted so much time.

With Xu Mumu spearing the fish, the efficiency was much higher. By the time it was about to get dark, she stopped, and there were already quite a few fish lying in the basket.

"Jiaojiao, let’s go, it’s time to head back." Xu Mumu took Xu Jiaojiao’s hand and started walking back.

When they got close to a big tree, Xu Mumu noticed someone talking. She looked over and found it was Yin Yang and another female educated youth.

"Yin Zhiqing, I like you. Let’s date," the girl said, her face shy, but she still mustered the courage to look at Yin Yang.

"I’m sorry, I only see you as a friend, didn’t realize you actually liked me," Yin Yang said awkwardly looking at the girl in front of him, Song Jiayan.

Song Jiayan was the prettiest one among the female educated youths and had the best family background.

Song Jiayan’s eyes were filled with tears as she looked at Yin Yang: "Does Yin Zhiqing have someone he likes? Is that why you’re rejecting me."

"No, I’m just not planning to get married anytime soon," Yin Yang replied, not showing much change in emotion.

Xu Mumu smirked, thinking that no wonder so many girls liked him with such sweet talk.

"You..." Song Jiayan wanted to say something but saw Xu Mumu and Xu Jiaojiao walking over, feeling a bit annoyed. Her embarrassing situation had been seen by Xu Mumu, and Song Jiayan felt ashamed, wiped her tears, and ran away quickly.

"Yin Zhiqing, aren’t you going to chase after her?" Xu Mumu teased Yin Yang, thinking she’s probably going to be held grudges by Song Jiayan for interrupting her moment.

"No need, we’re just ordinary friends, no need to let people misunderstand," Yin Yang shrugged, saying nonchalantly.

"Tsk tsk, such a pretty girl and you don’t even appreciate it," Xu Mumu laughed, looking at Yin Yang with interest, finding male flirts rather rare.

"Am I? I think Mr. Xu is even prettier," Yin Yang smiled and walked over, "You had quite a haul there; Mr. Xu’s skills are indeed impressive."

"Nice eye for detail," Xu Mumu said lightly, looking at the handsome man in front of her. He had bewitching peach blossom eyes, but Xu Mumu knew this person was not simple.

At least from the previous time when she saved Yin Yang, those people weren’t merciful in dealing with Yin Yang; they were striking with deadly intent.

Moreover, Yin Yang’s combat ability wasn’t low, obviously trained.

Even though she wasn’t sure about Yin Yang’s situation, he didn’t seem to lack money, and coming here as an educated youth seemed more like he was hiding from something.

All these indicated that Yin Yang was not simple.

"It’s getting late, we better go. Yin Zhiqing, you should go back early too," Xu Mumu looked at Yin Yang.

"Hmm," Yin Yang nodded.

After Xu Mumu and her sister left, Yin Yang left the place too.

Upstream, Xu Minghui and others were also packing up and getting ready to go find them.

"Sis, we caught a lot of fish, big bro caught a huge carp!" Xu Minglei said excitedly.

"Second brother, we caught fish too, look." Xu Jiaojiao showed the fish basket to Xu Minglei, her face full of pride, as if all the fish inside were speared by her.

"Wow, how did you guys do that?" Xu Minglei’s eyes widened.

"All speared by big sis," the little girl said proudly.

"Big sis is the best," Tiedan said flatteringly, looking at Xu Mumu with admiration.

"Not bad, little sis," Xu Minghui came over, patting Xu Mumu’s shoulder, looking surprised too. This sister indeed gave him quite a few surprises.

"Of course, let’s go back. Your clothes are all wet and muddy, mom will scold you again," Xu Mumu said with a big smile.

"Ah, stop it, headache," Xu Minghui said, tapping Xu Mumu’s head, always bringing up what shouldn’t be mentioned.

The catch today was quite good, and the kids were all in high spirits.

When Tiedan was about to go back, Xu Minghui gave him a couple of medium-sized fish.

"Minghui, I only caught one small fish," Tiedan’s face was red, feeling that most of the fish were caught by Xu Minghui. He and Xu Minglei weren’t great at catching fish, catching only a few small ones.

"Just take them. Next time send some wild fruits over to Mumu," Xu Minghui said calmly, knowing Xu Mumu liked those fruits.

"Don’t worry, Minghui, I’ll pick wild fruits for big sis whenever I have time," Tiedan pounded his chest with confidence, thinking how kind Minghui and big sis were. Sticking with them meant good food, and he would cling tightly to them, the little boy thought silently.

"Xu Minglei, you come here, didn’t I tell you to play less with water? Now look at how wet and dirty your clothes are again?!!!" As soon as they got back, his mother’s sharp voice rang out.

"I just accidentally fell and dirtied them," Xu Minglei’s voice lowered, not daring to provoke his mother when she was angry.

"Alright, let it be. You two, Minghui and Minglei, there’s hot water here. Go clean up, don’t catch a cold," Madam Chen said, caring for her two grandsons.

Xu Mumu had taken two fish to the fourth house, and upon returning, saw the scene unfold.

Then she went into the kitchen, leaving her wet little brother to be dealt with by their mother.

"Granny, I want fish soup tonight," Xu Mumu said, sitting by the stove, adding some firewood.

"Sure, since our Mumu likes it, let’s make fish soup," Madam Chen said with a smile, having recently sold a wild pig, there was no shortage of oil at home.

"Why is there so much radish at home again?" Xu Mumu asked, looking at the basket filled with large radishes nearby.

"Your second uncle’s family sent them over. Your grandpa helped them make a few large baskets earlier," Madam Chen said with a smile.

Old Xu’s basket weaving skills were the best in the brigade. His baskets were practical and durable, hence people often sought him to make baskets.

Though many knew basket weaving, none matched Old Xu’s skill.