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

After hearing Fu Wan's words, Uncle Fu felt relieved.

Fu San counted the sardines and found six baskets in total. He couldn't help but turn around and ask Fu Wan:

"Awan, you won't sell these hundreds of kilograms of sardines?"

Fu Wan nodded. "Yes, Third Uncle, I'll leave these fish with you for now. I'll send them to the cannery tomorrow."

Mr. Fu’s family doesn’t have a cold storage, so they have no place to store these hundreds of kilograms of sardines after bringing them back.

Fu Wan had no intention of selling the sardines when she collected them yesterday. Wang Jianmin had been talking to her about the issue of purchasing sardines a few days ago. These sardines could not be sold for much money, so it would be better to take them directly to the cannery.

Seeing that she had made up her mind, Fu San said nothing more. Sardines were cheap, after all. If Fu Wan changed her mind tomorrow, he could find a way to sell them.

"Ouch, what is this, a shovelnose shark!"

Fu Goudan was a little drunk, and when he saw Fu Ming carrying a shovelnose shark out, he was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

Seeing that the valuable goods were finally being moved out, Fu San no longer cared about the sardines and hurried over to help.

Because it was already night, the onlookers were basically villagers from Fujia Village. Seeing Fu Ming and his companions coming in and out, a few young men like Fu Jian went up to help.

Of course, there are also those who try to take advantage of the situation and fish in troubled waters, such as Fu Laoer.

He was also possessed by some unknown force. He saw that the silver pomfret in the fish basket next to him was so beautiful that he couldn't help but reach out his hand.

But just as he was about to touch the fish, a hand like an iron rod blocked him back.

Fu Lao Er woke up from his dream after being blocked back. He was startled and thought it was Fu Lao Da. When he saw who it was, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Fu Shi, what are you doing, you heartless person!"

Fu Shi seemed not to hear the dirty words in his words. He just picked up the fish basket and walked towards the tricycle.

But Fu Jian couldn't bear to watch, so he stood by with his hands on his hips, "I should ask you this, Fu Lao Er, what are you doing?"

Although Mr. Fu's eyesight was blurry due to his old age, he did not miss this scene. He simply swung his cane and walked over with steady steps.

Coupled with the various looks from the villagers, Fu Laoer felt his face burning.

He hadn't eaten meat for a long time and had been holding it in for too long.

With that little ancestor at home, he couldn't even eat a single bite of the fish and shrimps bought by Wang Zhaodi.

Meat, he is craving meat!

So when he saw such a fat pomfret, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

"I...I'm just looking!"

Uncle Fu snorted coldly. This second Fu was quite clever when he was young, but now that he was old, he was even more confused than this old man in his seventies or eighties.

"Just watch, see what you do!"

Uncle Fu was cursing so hard that his beard stood up. Fu Wan was busy packing up the things on the boat and preparing to ship them back home later. As for Ye Xiaocui and the others, they took Fu Ling and Qin Mingzhu home.

I missed this great show.

Fu Lao Er dared to scold Fu Shi, but he didn't dare to scold Uncle Fu. Look at the crutch in Uncle Fu's hand. Children who played at the beach in the past often got beaten.

This is a childhood nightmare!

"Uncle, I...I really just want to take a look."

Fu Laoer opened his mouth and took a long time to utter a word.

Uncle Fu looked at Fu Lao Er suspiciously and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

The second brother Fu and the first brother Fu are only a few years apart in age, but now they look like they are of different generations.

Not only is Boss Fu getting younger and younger, but Boss Fu's hair is now almost as white as his own.

Tsk tsk, it seems that family harmony is still very important.

Perhaps because of Fu Lao Er's miserable look, Uncle Fu stopped talking to him and only warned him:

"Stop ordering Ah Shi around all the time. You've already signed the severance agreement, so why are you still staring at him all day?"

Fu Lao Er replied subconsciously: "He is my son after all, what's wrong with me saying a few words to him?"

The letter of severance was just written in anger at the time, how can you take it seriously?

Hearing this, Fu Jian couldn't help but complain, "Why didn't you think of him as your son when you almost beat him to death? Now that the eldest brother is crippled, you think of the third brother?"

After saying that, he ignored Fu Laoer's glare at him, snorted, and turned around to help.

Fortunately, his father was not as stupid as Fu Laoer, otherwise he would have taken his wife and children and ran away far away, making it impossible for them to find him in their lifetime!

Fu Jian's words were straightforward, but his logic was not wrong.

Uncle Fu nodded in agreement, then knocked the ground with his walking stick.

"Fu Lao Er, you're already an old man, don't act like a lazy bum all day long.

You didn't recognize A Shi kid at the beginning, and now he has finally survived these hard times. Don't even think about disturbing him.

You have liked Fu Qiang since childhood. You can't just think of A Shi again just because he is in trouble now!

People, don’t be too greedy! "

Uncle Fu's words drew the villagers' approval, "That's right, Second Brother Fu, hasn't your family always liked Fu Qiang? They've already driven Fu Shi out, so why do you still care whether he has a conscience or not!"

"Oh, you can't be disgusted by the smell of Fu Qiang!"

After hearing this, the crowd started talking about it again.

When Fu Qiang was fished out of the pit, the smell lingered for a long time, causing the villagers present to almost vomit out their overnight meals.

Seeing that everyone was talking louder and louder, Fu Laoer felt embarrassed and turned around and walked home quietly.

But before he left, he couldn't help but glance at Fu Shi twice. The eldest brother was disabled, the second brother became a son-in-law, and now the only one he could count on was the third brother, Fu Shi.

He is now regretting so much that he wondered why he signed that severance agreement in the first place.

But Fu Laoer never regretted beating Fu Shi half to death. After all, in his eyes, if a child is disobedient, he must be beaten, and whether the child is obedient or not depends entirely on his own judgment as a father.

Fu Shi didn't say a word from beginning to end, and didn't even glance at Fu Lao Er.

In his eyes, Fu Laoer and his companions had already become strangers. Living a good life, building a house and getting married as soon as possible was better than anything else.

As for his family, he never asked for anything more after he stepped into the gates of hell that night.

The bustle at the dock continued until Fu Ming and his companions loaded the fish onto the truck and transported it to Fu San's house.

Among the fish caught this time, the yellowtail amberjack caught by Jack was the most eye-catching.

Especially after knowing that the fish was caught by the young foreigner, a novice, the villagers looked at Jack with a little friendlier look.

Look at this kid, he hasn't taken off his gloves yet, and his body is stained with water from moving fish. He is no different from the fishermen!

While the dock was still crowded with people, a dark shadow crept into Fu Shi's dilapidated little house.