Heipi found a flat patch of grass. The riverbank here was refreshing and clear of thorny brambles, with only a few patches of thatch grass growing—making it easy to cast a net. He stopped and said to Huai Zi, "Young Master, let's cast the net here. The current isn't too fast in this section."
Huai Zi nodded. "Alright! Let's rest a bit and wait for your father to get back. Otherwise, we'll have nowhere to put the fish we catch."
Heipi smiled. "Then you rest first, Young Master. I'll cast the net. If we're lucky and catch a big one, I'll string it up with a willow branch and we can take it home to cook."
He was itching to cast the net, but being young and lacking strength, he hadn't managed to use either of the two nets they brought. Now, he wanted to take advantage of his father's absence to satisfy his craving.
Understanding his intentions, Huai Zi smiled and nodded, teasing, "Go ahead and use it first. We're counting on you for our lunch."
