Chapter 709 Fire on the Mountain
Sell? That's impossible.
Fu Liang shook his head and refused, "No, Auntie. I'll keep half of the shrimp for the kids, and I'll send the other half to my boyfriend's family tomorrow."
After saying this, he scratched his head sheepishly.
"Oh, so you're sending it to your boyfriend's house? Great, great, Liang! Your auntie is waiting to attend your wedding!"
Ye Xiaocui was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately stopped worrying about whether to sell or not. It was a good thing that her child knew to send something to her father-in-law's house!
Fu Liang has visibly become much more cheerful lately, which suggests that he truly likes this person.
Fu Wan treated Fu Liang like her own brother. Fu Liang took a basin and poured out half of the mantis shrimp. Fu Wan was not stingy either. She filled a large bucket with red mantis shrimp and then gave Fu Liang more than a pound of octopus. Finally, she also gave Fu Liang one of the sea eels she had caught in the trap.
"Alright, alright, Awan, that's enough!"
Seeing that he was being fed more and more fish, Fu Liang couldn't help but shout to stop. If he kept pouring fish, his mother would definitely scold him later.
Upon hearing this, Fu Wan glanced around and realized that, aside from the gifts, there was enough for Fu Liang and his mother to have an extra dish tomorrow.
After Fu Liang brought the fish home, Fu Wan and Fu Ming went to wash up. Ye Xiaocui had already boiled a pot of water in a large pot. Even if it was cold and they didn't take a bath, they still had to wipe themselves down before going to sleep.
While the children were washing up, Old Master Fu was also busy. The crabs had to be kept in a water tank, and the octopus had to be put in a net bag, otherwise it would definitely disappear by tomorrow morning.
After finally finishing his work, just as Boss Fu was about to wash up and go inside to sleep, he heard footsteps outside the door, followed by a hurried male voice from outside the courtyard.
"Brother, big brother, are you there?"
Boss Fu responded and turned on the light cord on the wall again, only then realizing that the person standing outside the door was actually Fu Jian.
Fu Wan was just about to enter the house when she heard this and stopped to look at Fu Jian with curiosity.
It's almost midnight, what's Fu Jian doing here? Could something have happened?
Fu Jian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Fu Laoda and the others were still awake. He didn't have time for pleasantries and hurriedly explained his purpose.
"Brother, would you like to come up the mountain with me? I just heard dogs barking and found that there's a fire in the graveyard on the mountain!"
"What?! The cemetery is on fire?!"
Ye Xiaocui put on a coat and came out of the room. She had just finished her work and lay down to go to sleep when she heard Fu Jian's voice outside.
Fu Jian nodded hurriedly. His father should have gone with him, but the old man was too old and it was too cold for him to go. If Fu Jian went up the mountain alone, he was a little scared, since it was a cemetery.
So he remembered Comrade Fu, the sucker.
A fire on the mountain is no small matter. Boss Fu immediately grabbed a flashlight and headed outside. Fu Ming, who had just come out of the house, saw this and hurriedly chased after him.
Ye Xiaocui watched them leave, and couldn't help but curse under her breath.
"Damn it, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, how come there's a fire on the mountain at this hour?"
Could someone have set the fire?
Fu Wan was also trying to guess the cause of the fire, but it wasn't good to let her mind wander here.
If a fire really breaks out on the mountain, it must be put out immediately. The mountain next to their village isn't very high; half of it is a cemetery and the other half is a bamboo forest. There's still some wind at night, and if a flame is carried by the wind to the village, it could cause a major disaster.
Thinking of this, Fu Wan hurriedly picked up two empty buckets and ran outside. Before Ye Xiaocui could react, she saw her daughter disappear before her eyes like the wind.
"Ah Wan, where are you going?"
"I'll go with you up the mountain to take a look!"
Hearing Fu Wanyuan's words, Ye Xiaocui became very anxious. At this moment, Qin Anning, who was sleeping in the room, was also woken up. She got dressed and came out. Seeing Ye Xiaocui's anxious face, she quickly asked her what was wrong.
"Mom, what's wrong? Where did Awan and Aming go?"
"Oh dear, they've gone up the mountain. I wonder which bastard set fire to the mountain. Fu Jian called them up to check it out!"
"Oh no, I need to call Ah Liang to take two more buckets and a carrying pole over to check on them. An Ning, you stay home and look after the two kids!"
"Oh? Okay!"
Fu Wan carried the bucket and walked quickly, but Fu Laoda and the others were not slow either. As soon as they reached the foot of the mountain, Fu Wan smelled a burning smell in the air.
Who is burning paper money on the mountain?
When Fu heard his daughter's voice, he shone his flashlight behind him and realized that his daughter had followed him.
He was about to say something when he noticed the empty bucket in Fu Wan's hand and suddenly realized what was going on.
Hey, all three of them combined aren't as quick-witted as Fu Wan alone. If there really is a fire, are they really going to scoop water out with their bare hands to put it out?
However, Fu Wan said that someone was burning paper money on the mountain, but Fu Laoda, Fu Ming, and Fu Jian did not actually smell it.
Fu Jian sniffed hard, but apart from the occasional smell of smoke, he couldn't detect any other odors in the air.
How did Fu Wan immediately recognize the smell of paper money?
"Ah Wan, you really can smell the paper money?"
Fu Jian asked with some doubt, and Fu Wan nodded affirmatively. They didn't stop walking as they spoke, and seeing that they were about to reach the cemetery, Fu Jian, who was walking in front, suddenly raised his hand to them, signaling them to be quiet.
Upon hearing this, Fu Jian and Fu Ming immediately stopped, as did Fu Wan. At this moment, the surrounding sounds became increasingly clear.
A familiar voice rang out, "Wait a minute, we can put out the fire after the paper money has burned out. If the paper money isn't completely burned, how will your aunt receive the money? How will she bless our family to prosper then?"
"I'm not going to talk to you, you silly woman. You'd better hurry up, there's so much smoke, someone will find out soon."
The more Fu Ming listened to the voice, the more familiar it sounded. Fu Wan, who was behind him, pulled him aside and silently said two names to him.
Fu Lao Er, Wang Zhao Di!
These two strange people are not sleeping on the night of the 29th, but instead they're burning paper money in the cemetery!
The siblings were still puzzled, but the eldest brother, Fu, at the front, was about to breathe fire. He was tall and had a good view; through the firelight from Wang Zhaodi's burning tombstone, he could make out the name on the tombstone at a glance.
Damn it, that's his mother's grave! Are these two tired of living? How dare they run wild in front of his mother's grave?
It's so late at night, aren't they afraid their mother will take them downstairs?
Weren't Fu Lao Er and Wang Zhao Di afraid? Of course they were. Wang Zhao Di's hands were still trembling as she burned the paper money!
But the movies shown at the village entrance used to say that wealth and fortune are made through risk. If she didn't take risks, how could she make a lot of money?
As for Fu Lao Er, his desire to get rich wasn't as strong as his wife's. But as the firelight grew brighter in the darkness, he was terrified.
He had barely brought any paper money left, so he picked up a shovel to shovel dirt and put out the fire. But when he turned around, he was met with the gloomy face of Boss Fu.
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