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

Fu Wan knew very well that Shen Lingling was happy. In the past, when they were in the Shen family, they had never seen any minced meat. Old Mrs. Shen would always watch them while they were cooking, and Fu Wan had never thought of keeping any of it for herself.

Now it’s okay, eat as much as you want!

After touching Shen Lingling's head, Fu Wan noticed that she was still holding the dollar in her hand.

"Lingling, mom will make you a small bag later, and you can keep the money yourself."

"Give all the one dollar to Lingling?" Shen Lingling couldn't believe it. She knew that one dime was much more than one cent, and one dollar was much more than one cent.

Ye Xiaocui came in from outside and happened to hear this. She disagreed and said, "Awan, this is too much money for a child. Even if you want to give it to her, give her some extra money."

"Mom, it's okay. As long as she doesn't spend money recklessly, it's better for a girl to be raised in wealth than in poverty."

Ye Xiaocui lifted the lid of the pot and took a look at the bubbling braised pork. She sighed, "I was thinking that she had too much money and someone might have robbed her. Well, I'll change it into small change for her later so she won't be bullied."

Fu Wan also realized that now is not the time when every family has pocket money, so she felt a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, Mom, I was wrong."

She only wanted to give Lingling a carefree childhood, but she didn't consider that giving her too much would only harm her.

Ye Xiaocui waved her hand, and seeing the braised pork in the pot, she sighed again, "If only your father were here, this braised pork is his favorite."

I couldn’t bear to eat it when I was alive, and now that I’m there, I don’t know if there will be anything to eat.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaocui suddenly remembered something, "Awan, the day after tomorrow is the Mazu Temple Fair. Come with me to burn incense to Mazu and donate some incense money. We have made a lot of money recently, all thanks to Mazu's blessing."

This is what I want, Fu Wan nodded in agreement. Seeing that time was almost up, Fu Wan collected the sauce from the braised pork, and then made two more dishes. Fu Wan's sumptuous lunch began.

Fu Ming's meals were always delivered to the room. Coincidentally, Ye Xiaocui brought chicken soup to Wang Xiuer's house, so Fu Wan took a lunch box, filled it with a bowl of food and brought it into the room.

"Brother, look at this!"

Fu Ming's stomach was rumbling with hunger from the various aromas in the house, and he was a little bit incredulous when he saw the meal in Fu Wan's hand.

"Awan, aren't you ready yet?"

There is braised pork!

Or white rice!

Fu Wan smiled mysteriously, "Wait a moment."

Then she took another noodle bowl and filled it with chicken soup. "That's pretty generous, isn't it? It's cuttlefish chicken soup. I even threw in some scallops!"

Fu Ming really couldn't help it, he picked up a piece of braised pork from the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth. The fat melted in his mouth, and the lean meat was chewy and delicious. This was definitely the most delicious braised pork he had ever eaten.

Then he stuffed another mouthful of rice. This white rice was incomparable to those cornmeal steamed buns. It was so delicious that it made people cry.

If only dad were here!

Fu Wan looked at Fu Ming, who was eating and bursting into tears. She felt a little helpless, "Brother, it can't be that bad, right? Why are you crying?"

Did she add too much salt? Not really, Lingling just tasted it and said it was super delicious!

Fu Ming shook his head randomly, choking a little, "It's delicious, but I suddenly thought of Dad."

Suddenly, silence fell in the room. After a while, Fu Wan said, "Brother, we should look forward to the future. Get well soon. Let's go out to sea together to find Dad."

I want to see him alive or dead. Even if he is dead, I have to bring his remains back to bury him.

Fu Ming looked at his legs covered with medicine, and he could actually feel that his legs were not as painful anymore.

"it is good!"

Ye Xiaocui's voice came from outside the door, "Awan, it's time for dinner!"

Fu Wan then turned around, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and responded, "I'm coming!"

……

Two days later, there will be the Mazu Temple Fair.

Shen Lingling got up early, then took Fu Wan's hand and picked out a piece of clothing with the least patches for her to wear, and then she carried the small cloth bag that Fu Wan had prepared for her.

"Mom, is the temple fair fun?"

Fu Wan nodded and casually tied her hair into a bun. "There are so many delicious things to do at the temple fair. You must hold your mother's hand tightly and don't let any bad guys kidnap you!"

Shen Lingling nodded heavily, then followed Fu Wan out to wash up.

Ye Xiaocui will not go to the temple fair today. It’s not that she doesn’t want to go, but she has Fu Ming to take care of at home and she really can’t leave.

Fortunately, when she delivered chicken soup yesterday, she found a companion for Fu Wan. Wang Xiuer felt that her daughter was able to come back alive from the sea and her idiocy had improved a lot. In addition to Fu Wan's contribution, it was also all thanks to the blessing of Mazu.

Just after breakfast, Wang Xiuer and Fu Qing were at the door shouting, "Awan! Sister-in-law!"

"I'm coming!"

Fu Wan took Shen Lingling's hand and walked out, "Mom, I'm leaving!"

"Be safe and follow your aunt!"

Fu Wan smiled embarrassedly. She was already a mother, but Ye Xiaocui still treated her like a child.

"Awan, we have to hurry up, the car in the village won't wait for anyone!"

There is a shuttle bus to Fujia Village, but it only runs once a day, and it leaves at 7 o'clock in the morning, so if you want to go, you have to get up early and wait.

Fortunately, there was still plenty of time. When Fu Wan, Shen Lingling and others arrived at the bus stop, the time on their watches was only 6:40.

This watch was lent to her by Fu Ming. Every time she went out or went out to sea, Fu Ming would lend it to her to check the time.

It's still inconvenient, and I don't know if the watches in town still need tickets. Fu Wan wants to buy one for herself.

The shuttle buses in the 1980s were definitely not as comfortable as modern ones. The roads were bumpy and the buses were definitely shaky.

After finally arriving in town, not to mention Fu Wan, even Shen Lingling screamed and vomited on the side of the road.

"Mom, am I sick?" She vomited the egg custard she had eaten in the morning.

Fu Wan took out her handkerchief and wiped her mouth. There was no tissue available, and the owner of the breakfast shop next door was kind enough to scoop a spoonful of water for Shen Lingling to wash her mouth.

To express her gratitude, Fu Wan bought a few meat buns and gave one to each of them.

"Hey, Awan, why am I, a grown-up, eating meat buns?"

"This is to thank you for taking care of me along the way. If you don't accept it, you will look down on me."

Wang Xiuer had no choice but to put it away, but she couldn't bear to eat it, so she wrapped it in newspaper and planned to leave it for her daughter to eat slowly later.

"Thank you, Awan."

Fu Qing smiled sweetly at Fu Wan, and she felt her heart melt all of a sudden. After a few days of care, Fu Qing no longer foolishly made herself dirty. Now she looked like a very bright and beautiful girl.

"Auntie is so beautiful!"

Shen Lingling was also amazed by this smile and didn't even eat the buns.

Wang Xiuer was amused by her, and the few of them went to the Mazu Temple chatting and laughing.