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

Fu Wan didn't know about Wang Panlan's experience before, and now, for some reason, perhaps because the atmosphere was right, Wang Panlan opened up unconsciously.

The miserable first half of a rural girl's life, born in a patriarchal family, moved Fu Wan to tears in just half an hour.

"Sister-in-law, I won't call you sister-in-law anymore. Sister Lan, what are you going to do in the future?"

Sister Lan, Wang Panlan savored this new name and shook her head woodenly.

She thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out how to live her life next.

She certainly didn't want to live with the lecher anymore. A woman without a mother's family in this village would be easily bullied.

Going back to her parents' home was even more impossible, and she didn't want to be sold by her family a second time.

"Do you still want to get married?"

Wang Panlan shook her head at first, and then nodded.

She smiled bitterly and said, "If I don't get married, I'll have nowhere to go."

Sooner or later, this house will be taken back by Fu Dalaizi. Even if he is locked up in the police station, she will not be able to withstand the debt collectors coming to her house again and again.

"Sometimes I think I might as well just die. This life is just too hard."

Fu Wan disagreed and earnestly advised, "Sister Lan, now that the policies have been relaxed, our lives are getting better and better.

A person's life is lived by himself, just like the night is long, but the day will come sooner or later, right?

You have hands and feet, and you are so capable. You will have many good days ahead of you. Don't say such depressing words."

"If you really can't, come with me to sea and I'll pay you."

Wang Panlan knew that Fu Lao Da's family had gained a lot from their trip to the sea, otherwise Big Lai Zi and Third Lai Zi would not have set their sights on their family.

But this is not a reason for her to drag Fu Wan down.

"No, I just want to heal my wounds first, and then ask the aunt in the village to help me find a man who can earn money to support the family and who doesn't beat his wife."

He has to be able to deal with her persistent family, and also be able to withstand Fu Dalaizi who comes to visit him if he is released from prison.

The most important thing is that you don't dislike her.

Since Wang Panlan has made up her mind to remarry, Fu Wan can't say anything more.

She pushed the things on the table towards Wang Panlan.

"Here are some food I bought, and some fish I caught last night. Don't be disgusted, Sister Lan. I'll talk to my mother about what you said when I get home, and have them keep an eye out for you."

Wang Panlan was embarrassed to accept these things. The malted milk peach cake was a rare thing she had never eaten in her life.

"Take it back and feed it to your child."

After saying that, he kept pushing towards Fu Wan. Before Fu Wan could say anything, Fu Ling waved his hands like a little adult.

"Auntie, you eat it yourself. Only after eating it can you get better quickly."

"Lingling has to eat a lot so she can grow fast and support her mother!"

The more Wang Panlan looked at Fu Ling, the more she liked her. There was another reason why she wanted to remarry, and that was to have a child of her own.

The child who died that year always appeared in her dreams, making her feel that she had never lost him.

After saying goodbye to Wang Panlan, Fu Wan took Fu Ling back.

Wang Panlan carefully hid the things Fu Wan brought under the bed. But when she took out the malted milk, she found the fifty yuan under the malted milk can.

This was a huge sum of money for Wang Panlan, who was penniless.

No, it’s fine if I accept so many things, but how can I accept money from others?

Not to mention that the cost of seeing a doctor and getting medicine at the clinic was paid for by Mr. Fu's family.

Wang Panlan put the other things away, put the peach biscuits in the cupboard, and took the fish into the kitchen.

After everything was in order, he washed his face and went to find Fu Wan with the money.

When Fu Wan arrived home, Ye Xiaocui and Jiang Chunlan were dealing with seaweed caught on the fishing net in the yard.

"Has the stuff been delivered?"

Fu Wan nodded. Jiang Chunlan was confused and sighed when she found out it was for Wang Panlan.

They are all miserable people.

She was luckier, as she still had a child by her side. Although her husband was gone, at least he was a good man when he was alive.

"Mom, Sister Lan said she wants to remarry. You and Auntie should keep an eye on her. If that doesn't work, ask the village aunt to find her a more reliable family."

“It’s not easy to find.”

Wang Panlan's previous husband was Fu Dalaizi, and the three brothers in his family were all gangsters. Not to mention that the police station and the village chief could issue a divorce certificate to Wang Panlan who had not obtained a marriage certificate, if these three brothers came out, no ordinary family would be able to cope with it.

Ye Xiaocui thought for a long time but couldn't think of any suitable person, but Jiang Chunlan slapped her thigh.

"Then the fat butcher in the village would be suitable!"

After hearing what she said, Ye Xiaocui thought for a few seconds and then smiled in agreement.

"Yes, yes, this fat butcher is just right."

Fu Wan was confused by what she heard. Just at this moment, Fu Honghong called Fu Ling at the door. She quickly sent Fu Ling out to play and sat down to listen to the story.

Seeing Fu Wan's confused expression, Jiang Chunlan smiled and started talking about the fat butcher in the village.

There is a meat stall next to the dock in Fujia Village, and the one who sells pork there every day is the fat butcher.

The fat butcher's name is Fu Dazhuang. He is older than Wang Panlan and is already 35 years old this year.

Fu Dazhuang got married a few years ago. His wife was from the next village. Because his family sold pork, although there was a famine in the early years, Fu Dazhuang's family had some relationship with the slaughterhouse in the town, so the family still had some meat to eat.

Unexpectedly, after his wife became pregnant, she ate too much and had no control over her diet, which led to a difficult delivery and neither the big one nor the small one survived.

It was like the sky was falling in Fu Dazhuang's family. In addition, his wife's family came to demand compensation. In the end, they took the money and told everyone that Fu Dazhuang was unlucky in marriage and children.

So Fu Dazhuang has not talked about getting married in the past few years. His parents are so anxious that they look for matchmakers in the village every day. But there is no other way. The old couple only has Fu Dazhuang as their only son, and they are counting on him to carry on the family line.

Ye Xiaocui could talk to Fu Dazhuang's mother for a few words, so she was quite familiar with his family situation. If Wang Panlan married him, she would definitely be blessed.

As for Fu Dalaizi's family, they are just bullies who bully the good and fear the evil. Fu Dazhuang is tall and strong, and he often helps the slaughterhouse to kill pigs. To put it bluntly, he can beat Dalaizi to death with one punch.

It happened that Wang Panlan came to return the fifty yuan. Fu Wan stuffed the money back to her and told her about Fu Dazhuang's situation.

Wang Panlan didn't expect that her somewhat unconventional ideas would have such a result, and she knew in her heart that the Fu family really wanted to help her.

She was grateful but also a little timid. "He's from a pork-selling family, and he's so well-off, how could he be interested in someone like me?"

Fu Wan was furious when she saw her lack of confidence. "Sister Lan, you're not bad looking and capable. Just tell me, are you willing?"

"Yes, I do!"