The final cast of the net proved too much, and it finally gave out, rendered completely useless.
"Damn it, the net's busted!" Li Qiang spat, looking at the gaping hole in the net he held. "Why is this thing so flimsy?"
"Stop complaining," Guan Quan, a burly, bearded man, chided. "We’ve lived here for years, and we only manage to catch one or two fish by pure luck. If it weren't for Educated Youth Jiang’s reminder, we wouldn't even know you could fish like this in the winter."
Chapter 59