The Villain and cannon Fodder's Mother [MTL]

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The Villain and the Cannon Fodder's Mother Chapter 33:

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Meng Xiaoran had more confidence in his grandfather at first, and now he is disappointed.

He looked at the fish in the bucket with ecstasy...

Forget it, no matter how big the size, it's good to have three fish here!

Although it was a big bumper than the grandfather's return before, the state is a lot worse today, but there are probably too many people fishing here, and the nearby fish are not caught.

This idea, until far to see Mr. Lu's bucket.

The water in his bucket was constantly tumbling out of something inside, and it looked quite spectacular...

In comparison, the grandfather filled the bucket of three fish and quietly entered the chicken, and even the blossoming water did not pick up.

Do not......

They still have a bubble.

At this moment, Meng Ruran accidentally coincided with the brainwaves of his grandfather.

He also produced a little unpredictable feeling!

As everyone knows, Mr. Gu Chengyu is annoying his mouth at lunch.

It's time to show up...

Not guaranteed in the evening!

People's small land is a fishing association. The provincial sports competitions have won a lot of awards. How can he compare with people?

A few barrels of fish that I took home before, or Xiaolu took the lead to give him...

Ms. Lin Ping of his family disagreed with his fishing. Every time he sneaked out, in order to go back to the good-looking point, he received the fish caught by the fishing friends. He also let Ms. Lin Ping see that he is still very talented in this respect. If you don't come out to fish, isn't that a waste of such talent?

It's just a thousand calculations, that is, it's not counted that his stupid grandson will go to bet with Xiaolu.

Can you still be better?

When he thought that he had been inadvertently pitted by his grandson, he had a pain in his mind.

At this moment, Lu Xun had already brought the bucket at his feet.

Seeing that the man is getting closer and closer, the bucket he is holding on his hand is becoming more and more curious.

As the distance approaches, the sound of the plop in the bucket is getting louder and louder.

"Hey," he put the bucket in front of Mr. Gu and his wife.

Curious fishermen around can't help but stretch their necks to see.

I saw seven or eight big fish in the barrel, and I was squatting at the end of the head. Each of the heads was far bigger than the three of Mr. Gu Chenghao. It's full of buckets of water and it's hard to worry. They will jump out of the bucket at any time, as if they are using life to verify their vitality.

Don't talk about Gu Cheng's grandfather and grandson, that is, other fishing friends can't help but swear.

"Is there still such a big fish in this lake?"

Lu Xun pulled up his lips and smiled. "Why didn't you? The few that I caught just too small were put out by me. I have left these big ones, and it is definitely enough for us to eat."