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

Not to mention Mr. Fu's face, even if it was Boss Fu's face, if he couldn't do anything and just wanted to get by, Fu Wan would not agree.

Uncle Fu grumbled for a while, but still felt ashamed.

He felt embarrassed to stay with Mr. Fu, so he turned around and wanted to go back.

Fu Wan and Fu Lao Da still remember the kindness that Uncle Fu had shown their family. When Fu Wan first went fishing, Uncle Fu pulled her aside and told her a lot of things to be careful about.

Even before Fu Wan came back, the old man took out his savings and asked Ye Xiaocui to take Fu Ming to see a doctor.

Although it's only a few dozen dollars, there are really not many people in this world who help others in times of need.

Fu Wan turned around and picked up a bowl of spicy snails and red snails, "Uncle, take these snails back and eat them!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Fu waved his hands and said, "No, no, how can I have the nerve to eat your food!"

"Look at how you say that. It's so formal!"

Boss Fu took the bowl from Fu Wan's hand and supported Uncle Fu without saying a word.

"Let's go, I'll take you back!"

It rained a few days ago and the road was bumpy. Boss Fu was afraid that the old man would accidentally fall.

Boss Fu looked like he wouldn't concede, so Uncle Fu had no choice but to let him help him back.

Seeing that the excitement had died down, Fu Wan found her car keys and prepared to go to the county town.

"Mom, I won't be home for lunch. I'm going to the factory to check on things."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaocui wanted to ask Fu Wan to have lunch before going out, but seeing that the girl was so busy, she was too lazy to persuade her.

However, she suddenly remembered something and hurriedly pulled Fu Wan to ask, "Awan, has your brother Alin been helping out at the factory recently?"

Fu Wan scratched her head and said, "I really don't know about this."

Normally, when Ye Lin has nothing to do, he will go to the factory to help.

Ye Xiaocui found an empty bucket and filled it with a lot of fragrant snails and spicy snails. She said with certainty, "I should go. I heard Aliang and your father talk about it.

It's just right, take these conch shells. If you run into your brother A-Ling, ask him to take them back for your uncle and his family to try!"

Ye Xiaocui was also thinking about her mother's family. In fact, her mother's family did not have only Ye Jianguo as a brother.

Hunters make a living by hunting, and the dangers are real.

Ye Xiaocui is the only daughter in the family. Ye Jianguo has an older brother and a younger brother. Both of them died in accidents after encountering wild beasts while hunting in the mountains.

When they were poor, Ye Xiaocui didn't want Ye Jianguo to worry, so she didn't contact her parents much. Now that her family is better off, she will think of sending them something from time to time.

Conch is best eaten with wine when blanched or salt-baked, and it would be even better if paired with rice wine brewed by Li Chunhua herself.

Fu Wan could understand her mother's thoughts, so she didn't refuse and carried the bucket of seafood onto the jeep.

In addition to conch, Ye Xiaocui also packed some dried cuttlefish and squid that she had dried a while ago.

Dried cuttlefish is delicious when used to stew chicken or bone soup. As for dried squid, if Ye Jianguo and his friends don’t know what to eat, they can soak the dried squid in water and stir-fry it with some chili peppers. It can also be a very good dish.

Fu Ming had nothing else to do, so Fu Wan simply conscripted some men. Fang Min didn't know Fu Wan had returned yet. She and Fu Qing had been helping out at the aquaculture area.

Fu Wan thought about it and decided not to call her. She drove to the county town with Fu Ming.

When she came back the day before yesterday, Fu Wan didn't realize how difficult it was to drive on the village roads. Now when she left the village for the county town, she realized that because of the rain and typhoon, the village roads were full of potholes.

The only difference is that the chassis of the jeep is high. If it were a bicycle, it would be a real test of skill.

The bumpy feeling disappeared only after we drove out of Fujia Village and reached the road leading to the county town.

"Ouch, my butt is numb. I don't know when our village will be able to replace the road with cement."

Fu Ming couldn't help but sigh. His casual words gave Fu Wan some inspiration.

Why doesn't the village build roads? Because they don't have money!

These days, if everyone can have enough to eat and occasionally have meat, they are considered to be living a comfortable life. How can they have money to repair roads?

The country’s plan for rural revitalization has not been implemented so quickly, and it is unknown how long it will take before the country helps build roads.

"Brother, what do you say about me paying for the road construction in the village?"

Fu Wan asked casually, but Fu Ming thought there was something wrong with his ears.

"What? You're paying for the road construction in the village?"

"Yes," Fu Wan nodded affirmatively, "You just experienced it too. The roads in the village are full of muddy puddles whenever it rains or blows.

We young people are still better off, but if we meet older people like Uncle Fu or children like Lingling, we can easily fall down if we are not careful.

Just think about it, if the road in our village is repaired, it will be easier for cars and buses to come here.

Remember those people in Shanghai a while ago? If they had really come to the village to play, they would have probably turned around and left when they saw the muddy road at the entrance.

Fu Wan kept talking, and Fu Ming felt that what she said made a lot of sense.

But when he thought about it, he felt something was wrong.

If Fu Wan is left to build the road, will the people in the village still remember Fu Wan's kindness?

There are people who hate the rich these days. For example, when Yu Guixiang donated money to Fu Dazhi, she naturally thought that Fu Wan and others should donate more.

Fu Ming thought so and said it naturally.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Fu Wan just smiled indifferently.

"Brother, in life, you'll meet all kinds of people. We're not a united group, so it's impossible for us to like everyone.

I have always felt that as a person, it is enough to be true to one's conscience. If some people don't think well of you, then let them be!

At least, we have built the road, and most people will definitely be grateful. Moreover, the road will also make it easier to transport things from the aquaculture area out.

Oh, and it would be great if the village chief could grant us some more residential land. We need to build a few hotels so that tourists who come here will have a place to stay."

After Fu Wan said this, Fu Ming seemed to have seen the future of Fujia Village when tourism and fisheries were open. By that time, everyone's life would definitely be prosperous.

"Okay, I support you. When the road is built, I'll also contribute to it!"

Although he doesn't have much money, he is still young and can continue to earn money.

He also believed that his wife would definitely agree with this idea.

Fu Wan shook her head when she heard that. "You don't have to pay for the road construction. Brother, you should save the money to build the hotel. When the hotel is completed, you can earn money even if you just lie down."

"Hey, is there such a good thing?"

Fu Mingguang felt happy just thinking about it. At this time, their car was very close to the county town. There was a river not far away. Fu Wan glanced out the window casually.

The next second, she stepped on the brakes to the bottom.