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

Although the temperature was a bit low, the sun came out on time early in the morning.

The warm sunlight shines on the earth, and everyone comes out in twos and threes to dry the seaweed they have collected in the past few days.

Ye Xiaocui wanted to dry the seaweed before going out, but Fu Wan grabbed her and said, "Mom, go change your clothes quickly. Dad and I will go dry the seaweed."

It's almost nine o'clock now. The weather is cold and the roads are icy. I have to go slowly whether I ride a bike or drive. If I dawdle, I don't know what time I will arrive at the county town.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaocui instructed a few times where the seaweeds were dried, then turned and went into the room.

These people usually wear patched clothes at home, and only when they go on a long trip will they wear the best clothes they have saved.

Fu Wan and Fu Ming helped Boss Fu move the seaweed to the open space in front of the door. The sun was strong there, making it suitable for drying things.

While Fu Wan was hanging the seaweed on the hemp rope, she turned around and gossiped with Boss Fu.

"Dad, what does the village chief want you to do?"

Just now she looked at Village Chief Fu and Boss Fu whispering for a few times, then left with a sigh.

"Oh, it's all about Fu Dazhi. What your village chief meant is that, after all, Fu Dazhi is also a young man in our village.

A good person has become like a ghost, and his family is not well off. Let's see if everyone in the village can chip in and give him some money for medical treatment."

"So that means donating money?"

Fu Wan was very surprised, but thinking about Fu Dazhi's appearance at the village entrance before, she really needed to go to the hospital.

Fu Ming came over after hearing this and asked, "Donate money, how much do you want to donate?"

To be honest, he didn't like Fu Dazhi very much, especially the last time they went to Fu Dahai's house, he saw Fu Dazhi beating and scolding his wife.

Fu Ming looked down on men who beat women.

Fu Wan also thought of the scene she had seen before, and suddenly felt a little disgusted.

If Fu Dazhi is the same as before after being cured, it would be better for him to just stay like an idiot!

"Dad, does our family need to donate money?"

Boss Fu looked at the expressions on his children's faces and could see that they were unhappy.

"Donate, of course. But how much depends on my mood."

When Village Chief Fu came to him today, his first reaction was not to donate, but what Village Chief Fu said later made sense. Their family's sea transportation is so good, if they don't donate, it will easily attract others' attention in the future.

Donations are definitely necessary, but Boss Fu still has a clear idea of how much to donate.

Fu Wan finally felt relieved after listening to what Boss Fu said.

It’s not that she doesn’t sympathize with Fu Dazhi’s situation, but if Fu Dazhi hadn’t run away for the money, how could he have encountered such a thing.

"Dad, you can donate money. Then you can see how much other families donate and then donate the same amount as us."

"Will Aunt Yu then go out and say that our family is stingy?"

Fu Ming curled his lips. Yu Guixiang was a very sharp-tongued person. If you provoked her, she would scold you for half a month.

Fu Wan, however, looked indifferent, "Who cares about her, brother, she has the mouth on her body, what else can you say to her?

Besides, if we donate more today when Fu Dazhi got into trouble, everyone will see it. If there are more people like him in the village in the future, won’t they catch us and rob us?”

A little bit of rice is always a favor, and a big bit of rice is always a grudge. We must always remember this principle.

After hearing what Fu Wan said, Boss Fu nodded repeatedly.

"Awan is right, that's exactly what I thought.

Don't worry, the old village chief is not stupid. He said he would first ask the village doctor to take a look and assess Fu Dazhi's condition. Then everyone can chip in some medical expenses. There's no more money left!"

After the three of them finished gossiping, Ye Xiaocui changed her clothes. Qin Anning pinned red hair ornaments on the two children's hair, and the two children jumped for joy.

When Ye Xiaocui went out, she was seen by several villagers who were busy working outside. Seeing that Ye Xiaocui was dressed differently, they immediately asked curiously.

"Xiao Cui, what are you doing?"

"Hey, let's go to the county town. Isn't it almost the New Year? My Awan asked us to go to the county town and buy some New Year's goods."

After saying that, she couldn't help but brush off the unnecessary dust on her body. This scene was seen by Wang Zhaodi, who had just returned carrying a hoe. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth again.

Damn Ye Xiaocui, why does she have such a good life?

They are obviously born from the same father, but Boss Fu is not only good-looking but also makes a lot of money. His son and daughter are also so promising.

As for Fu Lao Er, he has a hunched back every day, can't make any money, and still smokes those damn cigarettes.

None of the three children is reliable. The one who was spoiled every day is now unknown whether he is dead or alive. The second son was married off and was raised by someone else's family. As for the third son, haha, he is even more cold-hearted.

When we met on the road, my mother didn’t even call out to me!

It’s all Fu Laoer’s fault, that useless guy.

Wang Zhaodi gritted her teeth in hatred. She was different from other women in the village. She would take the blame for any problems at home.

The men and children in this family all have the surname Fu, isn’t that the problem of their Fu family!

Wang Zhaodi thought so, and then she began to talk about her father-in-law as usual, saying that he didn't make much money when he was alive, and didn't bless him with many grandchildren after his death.

They are all children of the Fu family, so how come the Fu family can make so much money?

Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration suddenly came to Wang Zhaodi's mind.

Yes, although they all have the surname Fu, the incense they burn and the prayers they offer are different every time they visit the graves!

Boss Fu doesn't recognize Old Man Fu, so every time he visits the graves, he only visits his mother and his sister. During the winter solstice this year, because Fu Fengying was found, Boss Fu's family only visited the grave of Boss Fu's mother.

According to this logic, is it because the people who burn incense and pray are different that this is why the family is so unlucky and the money they earn every day is not enough to eat?

Thinking of this, Wang Zhaodi suddenly felt that she had discovered the truth, and then she picked up her hoe and walked quickly home.

She had to talk to Fu Laoer. If that didn't work, she could buy some incense, candles, and paper money to burn for Fu Laoda's mother.

No matter what, he has a father after all. Maybe Fu Lao Da’s mother can bless his family to become rich?

This matter must not be discovered by Old Lady Wang, otherwise I will definitely be beaten half to death.

After all, what Old Lady Wang hated the most was Boss Fu's mother. Although Wang Zhaodi didn't know what happened at the beginning, she was not a fool and she certainly couldn't bring bad luck to her mother-in-law.

When Qin An Ning started the car, Fu Wan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, saw Wang Zhaodi's back as she hurried away.

She didn't see the expression on Wang Zhaodi's face, but for some reason she had a special feeling that this person must be up to something bad.

But she didn't expect that Wang Zhaodi's train of thought could be so novel that she actually planned to burn paper money for her mother-in-law's mortal enemy!