Ye Chen teased as he approached him and Liao Xuexue.
"I'm saying, Old Liao, you're late today. We agreed to meet here at seven, and now it's already five past seven!"
Upon hearing this, Old Liao curled his lips and glanced at an old man wearing a white hat in the team, teasing in return.
"It's all because Old Zhang was late coming out today!"
"This morning, he had a fight with his wife at home!"
Ye Chen scratched his head and took a glance at Old Zhang.
Old Zhang had a pretty good relationship with him; the two of them would often share bait.
Also, Old Zhang's relationship with his wife has always been strained.
Old Zhang, in his fifties, is a seasoned fisherman, having fished for most of his life.
And his wife, she's been arguing with him for most of their life together.
It's nothing more than urging him to fish less, do more chores at home, or spend time with his grandson or something.
But what else would a fisherman think about in his heart?