Uncle Chen saw this and quickly helped him up, "Ade, where...are you hurt?"

Hearing the noise, the chubby girl ran out from the inner room.

When news of the port incident reached the village, everyone said that Wei Sheng's leg had been crushed.

"Father, I'm not hurt, this isn't my blood..." Cao De gave a brief account of what happened at the port.

"Pearl, what are you standing there for? Go inside and make a bowl of sweet soup." After saying that, Uncle Chen helped him sit on the rattan chair in the yard.

He was anxious, knowing that the Wei family was unreasonable and might even try to take advantage of Cao De.

The chubby girl turned and ran back into the house. A moment later, she came out with a bowl of sweet soup and handed it to Cao De.

"Drink it quickly, your face is frighteningly pale."

Cao De's lips twitched slightly, and then he drank the water in the bowl in one gulp.

Uncle Chen took out a pipe from his pocket and handed one to Cao De.

"Ade, are you the only one carrying Wei Sheng today?" He lit a cigarette and squinted his eyes.

Uncle Chen chatted with Cao De and knew that the man was shrewd and would know who Wei Sheng was.

Cao De shook his head, "I just followed behind and lent a hand. The foreman found people to carry it."

The bloodstains on his body were from handling steel.

Uncle Chen nodded and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't go work at the port anymore. Think carefully about what I told you last time."

After he finished speaking, he got up and went into the inner room.

The chubby girl was completely confused and looked at Cao De suspiciously.

“My father asked me to help manage the new shrimp farm in the future…” Cao De didn’t intend to hide it from her.

After careful consideration over the past few days, he realized that he needed money to start a new shrimp farm, so he went back to work at the port.

The money he saved was still far from enough to start a shrimp farm.