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

I spent three or four days wandering around the Shanghai Stock Exchange. Although it was hard work, it went smoothly overall.

Because Gao Mingsheng had given instructions, basically all the service departments did not make things difficult for Fu Wan and her group.

Although the relevant licenses could not be obtained in a short time, Fu Wan and Qin Fu at least figured out the general process.

The construction in Shanghai was going very smoothly, but the road construction in Fujia Village was a bit bumpy.

To be precise, the specific reason is that some villagers are not very cooperative.

Regarding Fu Wan's payment for road construction, on the day Fu Wan left for Shanghai, Village Chief Fu called everyone on the radio to attend a meeting at the village committee.

The content of the meeting was also very simple, that is, each family should provide at least one laborer to help. The cement that Fu Wan bought would not be laid on the road by herself, and someone had to mix it.

The most important thing is that the radio said there would be a typhoon in a few days, and they had to repair the road in the village before the typhoon came.

Otherwise the newly bought cement will be wasted.

Everyone still listens to what Village Chief Fu says.

After all, building roads is a good thing. Once the roads are built, not only will children be less likely to fall on bumpy roads, but adults will also be proud to walk on them.

So, early the next morning, the women and children in the village went to the beach to pick up broken stones.

The men who did not go out to sea carried broken stones and laid them on the road. All the potholes had to be filled. Boss Fu brought people with shovels and hoes to pave the road surface early in the morning. Everyone looked very motivated.

In order to build the cement road sooner, most families not only had one person involved, but the whole family came out, and even children of a few years old were picking up stones on the beach.

Of course, there are diligent people and lazy people.

Fu Laoer’s family is a typical example.

Ever since she heard that Village Chief Fu praised Mr. Fu's good deed of donating money in front of everyone during a meeting, Old Lady Wang has felt uncomfortable all over.

A thousand yuan, what can't you do with a thousand yuan? Why throw it on the ground to build a road?

We are all descendants of the same father, so why is the Fu family so prosperous while our family is so poor that they can't even afford a meal!

Everyone knows that his family has made a lot of money, and usually they turn a blind eye to it. Now he takes out a thousand yuan to build a road. What's going on? Is he showing off that his family is rich now?

Haha, Old Lady Wang would rather not walk on that cement road than work for the capitalists!

The more Old Lady Wang thought about it, the angrier she became. Not only did she not go herself, she even didn't allow Fu Laoer to go.

She was thinking that when there was a shortage of manpower, Boss Fu would have to come and ask her to do the work.

However, Boss Fu was so busy that he completely forgot about her!

In fact, there was indeed a shortage of manpower, and Boss Fu still had a lot of money left after buying the cement, so he simply discussed with Village Chief Fu and others, and planned to call back all the villagers who were moving goods at the dock, so that they would not work for free and would be paid.

Not to mention it’s a lot, in addition to the regular labor force, the extra people will be paid three dollars a day.

Children who pick up stones should not be left at a loss. Children over eight years old should get one stone, and children under eight years old should get five stones.

As soon as the news came out, not only Fujia Village, but also people from the neighboring village came to ask if they could participate.

Old Mrs. Wang was reserved at first, but when the news of wages came out, she was the first one to run out.

But can she work honestly? Of course not.

She just wanted to take up the quota and get paid for nothing. At the end of the day, others carried dozens of loads of stones back and forth, but she only carried less than five loads in total.

The number of stones he picked up was not even as much as Fu Ling, who was a few years old!

We are not blind. We should not tolerate such typical idlers.

So someone immediately ran to complain to Boss Fu and Village Chief Fu, and Village Chief Fu was so angry that his beard stood up.

He simply waved his hand and took away Old Lady Wang's participation quota, the five loads of stones, gave her fifty cents and told her to get out.

When Old Lady Wang heard this, she couldn't accept it at all. She sat down on the ground and started throwing a tantrum.

If Fu Wan were in the village right now, she would inevitably sigh that Old Lady Wang was still as thick-skinned as ever.

"Why don't you let me participate? It's not like I haven't done any work!

If you don't let me do it, I'll report you to the county. You're a bunch of capitalists' lackeys, you're all bad elements!"

These words made the old village chief so angry that he almost fell over. His five generations were all poor farmers. No one had dared to scold him like this in his life.

Upon hearing this, Liu Sanniang threw away her carrying pole, rolled up her sleeves and rushed over.

"You son of a bitch, try to curse me again, who are you, the bad capitalist? You're just hanging around here and you think you're right!

Look at the work you've done, you've really brought shame upon us farmers! Boss Fu was being kind by giving you fifty cents, and you're still complaining? Do you even know where the road to the county town is? Why are you complaining?

If you keep whining, don't take the fifty cents, and don't let your family walk on the village's cement road anymore! Just get the hell out of Fujia Village!"

What kind of people are they? They really think they are easy to talk to!

Building roads is a happy thing, but some blind and unlucky guys come out to ask for trouble!

Liu Sanniang's words were echoed by many people. Everyone got up early and went to bed late these days, trying their best to get on the cement road as soon as possible.

As a result, some people actually dare to be lazy blatantly.

"How dare you criticize others? I think she's the parasite of society, all she does is slack off and just take her pay!"

"That's right, she still gave her fifty cents. If you ask me, don't give her a penny!"

When Old Lady Wang heard that these people were eyeing her fifty cents, she cursed back, then quickly got up and ran away with the fifty cents in her hand.

Although Old Lady Wang is gone, Wang Zhaodi and Fu Laoer are still working.

Fu Laoer had a bad back, so he would go home and slack off after working for half a day every day. Wang Zhaodi, on the other hand, kept silent and worked for three days in a row.

The villagers' strength was enormous. After three days, all the roads in the village were paved with cement and covered with thick hay.

Not only were the roads leading out of the village paved with cement, but even the road to the seaside was paved with cement.

The road by the sea is two or three meters wide. Everyone runs over to take a look from time to time, waiting for the cement to dry so they can see what it feels like to walk on it.

After a few days, although the road was not yet dry, the villagers of Fujia Village were already walking with the wind.

Everyone was happy not only because of the cement road, but also because almost every household received some wages during the road construction process.

Although the total cost for each family is only more than ten yuan, for everyone, this money can be used for one or two months if they save it.

Everyone admires Mr. Fu for being so open and honest in his work.

But just when the cement road was almost dried and Village Chief Fu bought a set of firecrackers to celebrate in the ancestral hall, Fu Laoer's family started to make a commotion again.

Wang Zhaodi was beaten by Old Lady Wang.

He was beaten pretty hard, with blood all over his head, face, and clothes.

"What's going on? How did it get to this point?"

Upon hearing the news, Village Chief Fu frowned.

He originally thought it was just a minor fight, but when he ran over and saw the blood, he realized it was no longer a simple conflict.

Old Lady Wang was a little scared at first, but when she saw Fu Laoer standing there woodenly, she became confident again.

"Village chief, Wang Zhaodi deserves to be beaten. Don't you know that she doesn't even use the money she earns for the family expenses, but secretly keeps it for her own use? I suspect she's keeping a mistress outside without my son's knowledge!"