A lot of people were sitting at the entrance of the recycling station; everyone likes to come here to chat. After all, the space here is quite open. They often tease the kids while playing, and today, unexpectedly, they heard Zhao Hong joking about Zhao Lei. Ever since Zhao Lei started school, apart from the winter and summer vacations, they saw the kid every day. Everyone knows Zhao Lei’s academic performance is excellent, and they all say he will surely go to university and be successful in the future. Some families with a long view are quietly observing Zhao Lei, just to see if he will continue to work hard. But since his father passed away, people stopped considering him as a potential son-in-law. Zhang Yu may have a job, but working at a recycling station, how much salary can he earn? Even with a house, there’s an elderly mother to take care of, and a young girl. They’ve seen Zhang Yu pamper Zhao Hong, you could say it’s almost spoiling her. Zhao Lei is also kind to this sister, easily leading to potential sister-in-law issues. But now, looking at Zhang Yu, he’s not as useless as they thought. The house has been renovated and has four rooms now. Even if Zhao Lei gets married and has a few kids, they don’t have to worry about housing. Even Zhao Jun’s job would be passed down to Zhao Lei in the future. Zhang Yu has also picked up fishing skills recently, often seen with a catch, and everyone is really envious. When tallying it all up, people think Zhao Lei is truly one of the best choices for a son-in-law or grandson-in-law. Not to mention Zhao Lei himself is promising, good-looking, and quite pleasing to the eye. Suddenly, everyone’s gaze towards Zhao Lei was filled with enthusiasm, making him shiver. Looking around at everyone’s eyes, they seemed normal, but he felt something was a bit off. But looking at their eyes again, everything seemed perfectly normal, leaving Zhao Lei to wonder if he was overthinking it, perhaps being overly sensitive. Zhang Yu, who was cooking inside the house, had no idea that the Zhao Lei she still saw as a child had already become a hot commodity among the neighbors as a prospective son-in-law. Old Man Wang noticed a bit of it, but he just smiled and said nothing, not intending to remind Zhang Yu at all. He knew Zhang Yu wouldn’t think too much about Zhao Lei’s marriage, perhaps just saying it’s something for the youngsters to figure out. Previously, there was a time when the two of them talked about a nearby granny being bullied by her daughter-in-law. She mentioned that if it were her, she’d immediately live apart from her son. Even if he’s the only son, she wouldn’t spoil him; some might think Zhang Yu is just all talk, but when it really comes down to it, she won’t think like that. Old Man Wang thinks Zhang Yu might actually do just that, because to her, her son is the most important, but to them as a couple, both the daughter and son are equally important. If the son and daughter-in-law aren’t filial, she’d let the son move out; she still has her daughter. Zhang Yu quickly finished making lunch, "Food’s ready." Upon hearing Zhang Yu finished making lunch, someone walked into the house and glanced at the dishes on the table, discovering it was winter melon fish ball soup, along with a vegetable dish. The highlight compared to everyone else was the fish ball soup that looked tender and white, making several neighbors feel like they almost couldn’t control their drool. Taking the opportunity to retreat before embarrassing themselves any further. Zhang Yu didn’t pretend to be magnanimous by inviting them to stay for a meal, thinking if she opens that door, she’d have to invite people to eat every time. Walking back, several people couldn’t help but sigh, "Xiao Zhang is really someone who knows how to live well." A curious neighbor asked, "How come we’ve never heard that Zhang Yu could fish before?" "Back when Xiao Zhang’s husband was around, he was good at making money, often submitting articles and getting paid. Zhang Yu didn’t have to worry at all." "Exactly, with a capable husband at home, would the woman need to be so busy?" Thinking about how Zhang Yu was widowed at a young age, any jealousy they felt diminished significantly. Before eating, "Today I made 12 fish meatballs, three each, no extra servings." Zhang Yu eyed Zhao Hong, "Old Man Wang, just eat yourself." "Your good health is a blessing for the three of us." She often goes fishing on her lunch break, thanks to Old Man Wang looking after things. Sometimes when she goes out for errands, Old Man Wang also provides cover. Of course, other recycling stations also look out for each other somewhat, and the leaders are aware but choose to ignore it. Of course, there are also difficult colleagues who can’t stand seeing others doing well and report every little thing. Old Man Wang laughed, "Alright, I’ll eat." After eating, Zhang Yu grabbed her fishing rod to go fishing while Zhao Lei took the pots, bowls, and plates to the sink to wash up. Zhang Hong stood nearby, helping hands-on, while Old Man Wang lay on a deck chair, watching their interaction with a big smile. Zhang Yu arrived at her usual fishing spot, only to find that not only had her regular spot been taken, but so had the place she caught a big fish at yesterday. Oh well, Zhang Yu knew everyone thought that spot was a lucky one, prone to catching big fish. Looking around, she saw all the shaded areas were occupied. Seeing an empty spot across the river, Zhang Yu rode her bike over there to fish. The person occupying yesterday’s lucky spot considered yielding the place if Zhang Yu came over, maybe getting a share of the catch. But Zhang Yu didn’t say a word and simply moved across to another spot, "What’s her deal, doesn’t she know this place has good feng shui?" A few Fishing Men laughed at the puzzled person, "Xiao Zhang used to fish all over these places." "For her, the old spot is more about convenience and habit." They often fish there and had noticed Zhang Yu’s habit of choosing spots. Which is that the location should be stable, with big trees for shade, making it a good spot in Zhang Yu’s eyes. Is that so? The man was dumbfounded, "Isn’t this place supposed to be better?" A Fishing Man chuckled, "I’ve sat in your spot before, without a catch for a long time." "Yesterday, Xiao Zhang only came over and caught a big fish. If I thought it was that good, why didn’t I sit here today?" A Fishing Man placed a freshly caught fish into a bucket and continued fishing. "It’s just that we know the spot isn’t important." They analyzed that Zhang Yu’s good catch was because her bait is excellent. Don’t ask how they know, just look at those who were having no luck fishing. After bartering bait from her, they’ve all had some success. Would they ever secret? Absolutely not. There are only so many fish in the river. If too many people started fishing, even with Zhang Yu’s bait, they wouldn’t have any catch. Thɪs chapter is updated by N0v3l.Fiɾe.net After setting the bait, Zhang Yu quietly read the newspaper, waiting for the fish to bite. Everyone across the river was watching Zhang Yu, anticipating her catch. After catching two or three fish, Zhang Yu called it a day and left. The people across the river saw her haul and remarked, "Not that much, huh." "Indeed not." In their eyes, anyone skilled at fishing should return with a hefty catch every time, shouldn’t they? Hearing their comments, the Fishing Men sneered, thinking, do you really expect to have a haul like yesterday every day? If it were like that, they’d send out fishing boats, leaving nothing for these anglers to catch.