Fisherman Fubao made his fortune by fishing

Li Yuer always felt that he was free only when he had money in his hands, and he felt uncomfortable asking for money.

The winter nights are very long, so long that those who hibernate there feel colder, hungrier, and more miserable.

That night, no one in the Li family slept well except Li Yuer. They were so excited that they were afraid that if they fell asleep, they would wake up and find it was all a dream.

Each of them thought a lot, about how to spend the money, about the hard days in the past, about their children's family and career... They couldn't sleep and felt particularly cold, so they thought of cotton-padded jackets, quilts and cotton clothes... In short, they thought a lot.

Li Yuer didn't think too much about it and slept until the sun was shining on his butt. At this time, most of the Li family members had gone out to transport whale meat.

Apart from the three bedridden people, the only people left at home were Li Erlang, Li Meir and Li Yuer.

Old man Li originally wanted to leave his steady eldest grandson to look after the house, but the second grandson took the initiative to ask to stay today, saying that he wanted to be filial to his father and serve Li Laoer personally.

Of course, Li Erlang’s main purpose was to secretly work on making shell oil lamps with Li Yuer and her sister.

He knew very well that the money from whale meat would not fall into his hands for the time being, and the shell oil lamps were the real business that could make money.

More than 5,000 kilograms of meat were delivered yesterday, and the remaining whale meat is less than 5,000 kilograms. This way, the Li family's work today will be easier than yesterday.

The Li family kept about a thousand kilograms of whale meat for themselves, all of which were not very good parts with poor meat quality, as well as some scraps, mainly for refining oil.

Of course, they tried to sell everything they could. For the fishermen who were starving, top-quality pork belly at 15 cents a pound was much more delicious than whale meat. It was more cost-effective to sell the whale meat and exchange it for silver to buy pork.

Old Mrs. Cai calculated the bill very clearly. Of the whale's ten-ton mass, half was inedible, and not all the remaining meat was good. The good ones were all sent to Nongchao Tower.

It has been a few days since the typhoon passed. The strong winds and heavy snow have passed, and the sky has cleared up without a single cloud. Where the sky and the sea meet, the sky is blue, and the sea is blue.

In the twelfth lunar month, no matter how good the weather is, there is still a slight northwest wind, which is dry and cold.

On the beach right opposite to Tuwozi Village, a few little kids are having fun.

They had been cooped up at home for several days and finally got the chance to sneak out and play. They were having a lot of fun.

Children in rural areas are tough and adults turn a blind eye to them. Isn’t this how the villagers have been raised since childhood for generations?

Futou'er is the king of children in the village. He is nine years old this year and is the grandson of the village chief and clan leader. He has a chubby appearance. He is neither tall nor short, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks very likable.

At this moment, he was holding a sea snail that was bigger than his fist. The snail meat was wriggling and trying to drill into the mouth.

He boasted, "Look! I found it, I'm number one!"

It was low tide, and even though ice and snow covered most of the shallows, the children in the village still found a way to find some seafood.

They have lived in this sea area since childhood and are very familiar with the terrain of the front beach. They know where the reefs are and what seafood is available.

For thinner ice and snow, they can also use stones to break them open and find seafood inside.

The ten-year-old Doubao is the grandson of Li Yuer's fourth grandfather. As the saying goes: Don't treat Doubao as dry food. Doubao is dark and strong, and looks about the same age as the fourteen or fifteen-year-old children in the village.

He held the scallop in his hand and shouted happily: "I caught it too! I caught it too! I'm second!"

A thin girl came forward and stared at the scallops in his hand. The girl was wearing a tattered reed jacket and was shivering with cold, but she was unwilling to leave.

The girl’s name is Haicao. She is seven years old this year. Although she is thin, her size is almost the same as a five-year-old girl from the same village.

She is Doubao's younger sister. Her brother is tall and strong, while her sister is short and thin. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that her family favors boys over girls.

Doubao is very nice to his sister, but the adults don’t like Haicao, and Doubao is young, so he can’t help his sister much.

"Clap!"

A black object was thrown over and landed at the feet of a girl in an old red cotton-padded jacket. The girl was splashed with mud and angrily yelled, "Wang Youzhi! Just wait and see, I will go home and tell my grandparents. How dare you bully me? I will teach you how to eat fried meat with willow branches!"

"Lululu!" The boy stuck out his tongue at her and rolled his eyes, "You crybaby, you whimper, you only know how to complain!"

Wang Youzhi is Wang Xiaohong’s brother, nine years old, nicknamed Yougen, and the son of villager Wang Dagang. His sister Wang Xiaohong’s nickname is Honghong.

The girl was so angry that her face turned red. She spat at her brother on the ground and cursed him, imitating her grandmother's tone: "You naughty monkey! You want to tear the roof off the house if I don't punish you for three days!"

After saying that, he looked at the black thing on the ground with disgust, and kicked it away in anger.

It was a palm-sized clam, black in color and covered in mud. You could tell it wasn't tasty just by looking at its appearance.

The black clam was kicked several meters away, rolling around.

Yougen was not angry at all, but looked playful, which made him even more infuriating.

"I found it too! I found it too!" A boy happily shouted while holding something in his arms, his voice sounding silly.

“Hahahaha!” Yougen was the first to laugh out loud. He held his belly and sneered, “Look! Silly Dabao found a treasure!”

Everyone looked over, and after seeing what was happening, they all started laughing.

"Silly Dabao, that's not a treasure, it's a, a rotten piece of wood." Futou thought for a while before he defined the thing.

Although Sha Dabao was a little stupid, he could tell good words from bad words. He lowered his head and looked into his arms in confusion.

It was a black object about the size of a human head, emitting a fishy smell. It looked like a piece of driftwood that had been soaked in sea water and rotted.

He immediately loosened his grip, and the thing fell and hit his foot, and he cried out in pain.

At this point, the friends were all stunned.

Sha Dabao is the youngest grandson of Li Yuer's seventh grandfather, the only grandson.

A few years ago, Grandpa Qi's only son took his wife out to sea and encountered a storm. Since then, there has been no news from them. The little grandson has become their only relative and thought in the world.

Grandpa Qi and Grandma Qi are already 58 years old, which is rare in the village. Their family has never had many children. The only son had a son when he was 38 years old. Because they were elderly mothers, the daughter-in-law had a difficult delivery. Dabao was trapped in the womb for too long and his brain was not very sharp.

Grandpa Seven and Grandma Seven are very kind old people, but when it comes to matters related to their grandchildren, they become somewhat mean and unkind.

In the past, some children in the village often bullied Dabao because he was mentally handicapped. The old couple would come to their house every time and make things very unpleasant.

They also threatened that if anyone dared to bully their grandson, they would not let them go even if they were hanged in front of the other person's door. At worst, they would turn into ghosts to demand an explanation from the other person.

Since then, the children in the village gradually distanced themselves from Dabao and stopped playing with him.

Seeing Dabao crying, the other children became a little scared.

Yougen complained to Doubao, "I told you not to take him with you, but you refused to listen. Now, if his grandparents come to our house, we will say it was you who did it."

Doubao touched the back of his head and said aggrievedly, "How would I know he loves to cry so much? Besides, I didn't do anything! I didn't bully him! It was obviously him who smashed his foot."

Hai Cao was timid and hid behind his brother Dou Bao in fear. He said hesitantly, "How about, brother, let's give him the scallop."

There was a look of struggle in Doubao's eyes. He had found this scallop after breaking the ice with great difficulty, and he was going to roast it and eat it later.

"Little boy, why are you crying?"

Just when the friends didn't know what to do, a little girl walked up to Dabao and touched his head lovingly.

Dabao turned around curiously and looked at the person who came. His feet didn't hurt much anymore, so he stopped crying.

"Yu Baoer, why is it you?" Honghong recognized Li Yuer.

Li Yuer showed what she thought was the friendliest smile, bared her eight teeth and greeted them, saying, "Hello, I'm out playing with my brother and sister."

She pointed at Li Erlang and Li Meir who were picking shells on the beach not far away.

The original owner played seldom with these children and was not very familiar with them. The children in the village also had fixed playmates.

At this time, Li Yuer was holding the black clam that was kicked away by Honghong in his left hand, and a fish knife in his right hand.

After greeting Fu Baoer and the others, she continued to coax Dabao, saying, "Don't cry, Dabao. How about I show you a special skill?"

Special performance skills?

Children are very curious, and sure enough, it attracted the attention of all the children at once.

Li Yuer smiled darkly in his heart: "My friends, here I come! Don't worry, I am definitely not a big-tailed wolf."