The tide had just receded not long ago, according to the brothers Wei Dong and Wei Min.
Come here at this time, and seafood is everywhere.
There's no way to pick them all up!
As soon as Hu Meili got out of the car, she rushed forward excitedly, completely forgetting that she was a pregnant woman who was just over three months pregnant!
Commander Xiao shouted anxiously from behind, "Wei Dong, Wei Min, keep an eye on your mothers!"
"Okay, Dad—"
As soon as they finished speaking, the two brothers dashed out like a gust of wind.
Huo Tingzhou was also earnestly instructing his wife, "Be careful when you go down, don't pick up any fish or seashells you don't recognize..."
Before he could finish speaking, Third Uncle said, "Don't worry, you go and move the things first. Ah Zhong and I will be with you."
They brought quite a lot of things with them this time.
They brought a stove, charcoal, and three large buckets of fresh water.
Besides these, he and Ah Zhong also went to the village's supply and marketing cooperative in the morning to buy two jin of pork belly, potatoes, eggplants, and chives, which they washed and brought over as well.
We'll grill it with seafood later; it'll be so delicious it'll make you swoon.
After saying that, the two followed closely behind Jiang Si.
With his third uncle and Uncle Zhong around, Huo Tingzhou felt much more at ease.
Hu Meili didn't forget her good friend either, seeing Jiang Si following behind with an iron rake.
He quickly waved and said, "Sister Si, come here quickly."
Jiang Si jogged over, "What's wrong?"
“Come on, dig this way.” Hu Meili pointed to a ventilation hole on the sand.
These pores are tiny, the kind you can't even see if you're not paying attention.
Before she could react, Jiang Si nearly dropped her jaw in astonishment when she struck with the iron rake. "So much!"
As she spoke, she casually raked the ground with an iron rake a couple of times.
In less than a minute, Jiang Si had harvested dozens of large and plump clams.
Perhaps her laughter was too loud, because the second son of the Xiao family stuck his butt out and glanced at her.
Clams?
Seeing Aunt Jiang's delighted expression, the second son hesitated, twisting his fingers.
Should he remind Sister Jiang that no one usually picks up these clams?
But Jiang Si didn't care. She kept digging and digging, and in no time she had dug up seven or eight pounds of clams.
If her third uncle hadn't coughed twice to remind her that there were still many king clams ahead, she wouldn't have been willing to move.
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