Fisherwoman: After my divorce, I became rich by fishing at sea

Fu Dalaizi quietly looked out of the window in the house, but unfortunately the window was not high and was blocked by the wall next door, so he could not see anything happening next door.

All I could hear was the sound of many people talking at once.

Damn it, he didn’t steal any money and didn’t see anything valuable. Why is Fu Dalaizi so unlucky!

He kicked the corner of the table in anger, which made him grimace in pain, and his dizzy mind became much clearer.

No, Mr. Fu must be rich.

He bent down again and began to search carefully under the bed.

The big boss had moved several boxes of things before, so the key point was to find the boxes!

It was easy with a target in mind. Fu Dalaizi began to carefully search for the box in the house.

Finally, his hard work paid off and he found a small locked box under a bed full of fishing gear.

This is probably the small box where Mr. Fu keeps his money!

He found it anyway!

As expected of him!

Fu Dalaizi happily poked the pointed end of the wire into the lock core, then turned it several times to open the lock.

He excitedly opened the lid of the box, imagining that he would get all of Mr. Fu's money. But when he saw what was in the box, he was dumbfounded.

Where's the money? Where's the passbook?

Valuable things!

Slingshots, glass beads, and all kinds of strange-looking shells?

This box is obviously filled with children’s toys!

Fu Dalaizi suddenly felt unwell. No, was he sick?

How can this thing be locked? And why is it hidden under the bed?

He simply poured out everything in the box and searched several times before he found a small cloth bag among the pile of toys.

He could feel the texture of the money through the bag and was so moved that he almost cried.

With that thickness, this must be Mr. Fu’s savings!

When he opened the bag, he saw a thick stack of pennies lying in the bag, mocking him mercilessly.

Judging from the thickness, it will cost at most two or three dollars.

This thing is the pocket money for Fu Wan’s little girl, right?

Fu Ling, who had no idea that his treasure box had been taken out, was jumping and following Fu Wan.

"Mom, are we going to buy a bicycle?"

Fu Wan thought that Fu Ling was going to school soon, so she planned to buy a bicycle to pick up the child.

Several people walked into the supply and marketing cooperative, and Fu Ling was immediately attracted by the pink women's bicycle.

"Mom, this looks great! Buy this!"

Fu Ming had originally thought that he could ride a bike to pick up his niece, but when he saw the bike his niece had chosen, he instantly gave up the idea.

After buying this pink little bicycle, he doesn't want to ride it at all!

Fu Wan didn't actually have any big requirements for the color of the bicycle she bought. She wanted to buy a women's bicycle so that not only she could ride it, but Ye Xiaocui could also ride it when she went out. When Fu Ling grew up a little, she could also teach the child to ride it.

The salesperson standing by saw that the family was dressed in ordinary clothes, especially the two older ones, whose clothes had several patches on them.

A few years ago, she would definitely not care about these people, but now after the reform and opening up, individual businesses have emerged one after another, and the business of the supply and marketing cooperatives is getting worse day by day.

These bicycles have been here for almost a few months, and she wipes them with a rag every day.

If she sells one more car, she will get an extra five dollars in salary!

"Comrade, this bicycle of ours is especially suitable for lesbians. This color is also the most popular among lesbians in Shanghai. You will definitely not be at a disadvantage if you buy it!"

“How much is this bike?”

Boss Fu said, it’s just a car. They just went to the post office to deposit money and still have some money left on them.

"This pink women's bicycle is 150 yuan and is a Forever brand. The 28-inch bicycle next to it is a Phoenix brand and costs 220 yuan."

Boss Fu thought for half a minute, then turned around to discuss with Fu Wan and others.

"It doesn't matter if we buy one or two. How about we buy two cars and take them back?"

You can't always point at Fu San's tricycle when you go out.

Fu Wan didn't care. It was only about one or two hundred yuan. She could earn it back in minutes after going into the business once.

But Ye Xiaocui and Fu Ming actually disagreed unanimously, especially Fu Ming. Ye Xiaocui thought that the family would not need it, while he thought that his thoughts were too wandering.

What he liked was not the 28-inch bicycle here, but Fu San’s tricycle!

My wife and children didn't want to buy it, and Boss Fu didn't want to waste money.

In the end, Ye Xiaocui stopped Fu Wan from paying and talked to the salesperson about the price for ten minutes. Finally, Boss Fu paid 130 yuan to buy the pink Forever brand bicycle.

"Dad, when can we buy a tricycle like Uncle Fu's?"

He wanted to buy a tricycle, and Boss Fu thought about the feeling of driving a tricycle.

"I'll ask your uncle later."

He knows a lot of people and has a lot of connections, so maybe he can help them buy one.

"We don't need this tricycle at home, and we don't need to deliver goods every day like Fu San."

Ye Xiaocui didn't understand the thoughts of her husband and son. Fu Ming just smiled and said nothing. Fu Lao Da and her had been husband and wife for two lifetimes, so how could he not know how to convince his wife?

"When I buy a tricycle, it will be convenient for you to go back to your parents' home. Don't you want to go home more often?"

Ye Xiaocui was also tempted. Her hometown was far away. She had been married to Fujia Village for decades and had only been home a few times.

"Go home more often! Go home more often!"

Fu Ling was busy all the time, jumping and dancing around the bicycle.

Fu Wan asked her to sit in the back seat and got on the bike herself. After just two steps, the bike rode smoothly and steadily for a long distance.

Fu Ling's silver bell-like laughter continued to emanate, and Fu Ming was somewhat surprised, "Awan has learned it all by herself. She can ride a bike so quickly!"

Boss Fu knew that his daughter had learned this in her previous life, but he didn't say much. The group happily went to the place they had agreed to meet with Fu San.

At this time, in Fu Lao's house, Fu Dalaizi took the bag of one-cent money and searched carefully again. Finally, he found a handful of one-cent and one-cent and two-cent bills under the mat in another room.

Damn, they are all poor people!

Never mind, it’s better than nothing!

Fu Ming had no idea that his private money had also been stolen by the thief. That was the money left from buying popsicles last time!

After rummaging around for a while, Boss Fu finally found the small cloth bag where Ye Xiaocui hid her groceries.

There are also dozens of dollars here and there.

Fu Dalaizi counted roughly in his mind and felt that at least his risk was not in vain.

He just didn't know where Mr. Fu hid the big money. He didn't believe that their family only had so little money.

I don’t know how much I made from that moonfish alone!

After he hid the money, he walked out from the backyard of Fu's house. As a result, as he just climbed over the fence, he met Fu Liang, who had just returned from the toilet, with a stare-like look in his eyes.

"What are you doing here?!"