July 31st, Monday. Clear.
After having a good dinner, I took out the fishing net and asked my dad to take us fishing, but he wasn't interested. At that moment, Miao Yuxuan and his grandparents arrived. Miao Yuxuan's grandma took us to the river to fish with the net. We played on the way there for a while. Then, we followed grandma to the river and pulled up the net. We caught five fish in total, two of which were quite long. We took the fish off the net and put them in a bucket filled with water. The small fish swam freely inside the bucket. We played some more and when we were done, I went upstairs to write in my diary. As I was writing, I heard grandma shouting downstairs, asking if we had taken the fish. We said we hadn't seen them. Grandpa said, maybe the cat ate them. I thought to myself, if it was really the cat that ate the small fish in the bucket, I would hate that cat so much. But eating fish is a cat's nature. Hating won't change anything, I can only blame myself for not being careful enough. |