Ou Zhiming's shoulder was lightly patted.

In an instant, he suddenly realized as if his soul had returned to his body, and his eyes turned back to the quiet and dark fish pond again.

With a soft "dong", the fluorescent fish float that had not moved for a long time sank into the water surface, pulling the rod slightly bent.

A hoarse and deep voice rang in Ou Zhiming's ears.

As the elders said: "The world is long, come back early."

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