Fu Dalaizi secretly peered out of the window of the house, but unfortunately the window was not high and was blocked by the wall next door, so he could not see anything about what was happening next door.
All I could hear was the cacophony of many people talking at once.
Damn it, he didn't steal any money, and he didn't see anything valuable either. How could Fu Da Laizi be so unlucky!
He kicked the corner of the table in frustration, which made him wince in pain and clear his head considerably.
No, Master Fu must be rich.
He bent down again and carefully searched under the bed.
The big boss carried several boxes of stuff before, so the key is to find those boxes!
With a target in mind, things became easier. Fu Dalaizi began to carefully search the house for any trace of the box.
Finally, his efforts paid off, and he found a small locked box under a bed piled with fishing gear.
This is probably the small box where Master Fu keeps his money!
He still managed to find it!
As expected of him!
Fu Dalaizi gleefully poked the thin end of the wire into the lock cylinder, then turned it several times to open the lock.
He excitedly opened the box, imagining himself getting all of Fu Laojia's money, but he was dumbfounded when he saw what was inside.
Where's the money?! Where's the bankbook?!
It's something valuable!
Slingshots, glass beads, and all sorts of strangely shaped seashells?
This box is clearly full of children's toys!
Fu Da Laizi was completely dumbfounded. No, is he sick in the head?
What kind of lock does this thing have? And it's hidden under the bed?
He emptied everything out of the box and searched through it several times before finally finding a small cloth bag among the toys.
He could feel the quality of the money even through the bag, and he was almost moved to tears.
That thickness... that must be Master Fu's savings!
When he opened the bag, he found a thick stack of one-cent coins lying inside, mercilessly mocking him.
Judging by the thickness, there's probably only two or three yuan worth of stuff in here at most.
Is this Fu Wan's youngest daughter's allowance?
Unaware that her treasure chest had been robbed, Fu Ling was hopping and skipping behind Fu Wan.
"Mom, are we going to buy a bicycle?"
Fu Wan thought that Fu Ling would be starting school soon, so she decided to buy a bicycle to pick up and drop off the child.
As the group entered the supply and marketing cooperative, Fu Ling was immediately drawn to the pink women's bicycle.
"Mom, this is pretty! Buy this one!"
Fu Ming had originally thought he could also ride his bike to pick up and drop off his niece, but after seeing the bike his niece had chosen, he instantly lost that idea.
He doesn't want to ride this pink bicycle at all after we bought it!
Fu Wan didn't really care which color bicycle to buy. She wanted a women's bicycle so that she could ride it herself, Ye Xiaocui could ride it when she went out, and she could teach Fu Ling to ride it when she was older.
The sales clerk noticed that the family was dressed plainly, especially the two older ones, whose clothes had several patches sewn on them.
A few years ago, she definitely wouldn't have cared about these people, but now that the reform and opening up has started, individual businesses have sprung up one after another, and the business of the supply and marketing cooperatives is getting worse day by day.
These bicycles have been sitting here for almost a few months, and she has to wipe them down with a cloth every day.
For every car she sells, she earns an extra five yuan in wages!
"Comrade, this bicycle is especially suitable for women. This color is also the most popular among women in Shanghai. You definitely won't regret buying it!"
How much does this bicycle cost?
Boss Fu spoke up, saying it was just a car; they had just deposited money at the post office and still had some money on them.
"This pink women's bicycle costs 150 yuan and is a Forever brand. The old-fashioned bicycle next to it is a Phoenix brand and costs 220 yuan."
After thinking for half a minute, Boss Fu turned around and discussed it with Fu Wan and the others.
"We're buying one car anyway, so why don't we buy two?"
You can't always rely on Fu San's tricycle when you go out.
Fu Wan didn't care; it was only a couple hundred yuan anyway, and she could earn it back in no time if she went into the sea once.
However, Ye Xiaocui and Fu Ming surprisingly disagreed, especially Fu Ming. Ye Xiaocui thought the family wouldn't need it, while he thought his ideas were too unrealistic.
He wasn't interested in the old-fashioned bicycles here; he was interested in Fu San's tricycle!
His wife and children didn't want to buy it, and Boss Fu didn't want to waste money.
Finally, Ye Xiaocui stopped Fu Wan from taking out her money and negotiated the price with the salesperson for ten minutes. In the end, Boss Fu paid 130 yuan to buy the pink Forever brand bicycle.
"Dad, when can we buy a small tricycle like Uncle Fu's?"
He wanted to buy a tricycle, and Boss Fu thought about what it would be like to drive a tricycle.
"I'll ask your third uncle about it later."
He knows a lot of people and has many connections; he might actually be able to help them buy one.
“We don’t need this tricycle. We don’t need to deliver goods every day like Fu San.”
Ye Xiaocui didn't understand her husband's and son's thoughts. Fu Ming chuckled and didn't say anything. As Fu Laoda's husband for two generations, how could he not know how to persuade his wife?
"Once I buy a tricycle, it will be easier for you to go back to your parents' home. Don't you want to come home and visit more often?"
Ye Xiaocui was now tempted. Her family home was far away, and she had only been back to Fu Family Village a handful of times in the decades since she married into the village.
"Come home often! Come home often!"
Fu Ling was never still for a moment, jumping and hopping around the bicycle.
Fu Wan let her sit in the back seat, and she got on the bike herself. After only a couple of steps, the bike rode smoothly and steadily for a long distance.
Fu Ling's silvery laughter rang out continuously, while Fu Ming was somewhat surprised, "Ah Wan is self-taught! She can ride a bike so quickly!"
Fu Laoda knew that his daughter had learned it in her previous life, but he didn't say much. The group happily headed to the place they had agreed to meet with Fu San.
Meanwhile, at Fu Lao's house, Fu Da Laizi took the bag of one-cent coins and searched carefully again. Finally, under the straw mat in another room, he found a handful of one-cent and one- and two-cent bills.
Damn it, they're all poor people!
Well, something is better than nothing!
Fu Ming had no idea that his secret stash of money had also been stolen—it was the money he had left over from buying popsicles last time!
After rummaging around haphazardly for a while, Boss Fu finally found the small cloth bag that Ye Xiaocui had hidden for grocery shopping.
There were also a few dozen yuan here and there.
Fu Dalaizi roughly counted the results in his mind, and at least he hadn't taken the risk for nothing.
He just doesn't know where Old Master Fu has hidden his large sum of money; he doesn't believe for a second that his family only has so little.
They must have made a fortune just from that moonfish!
He hid the money and walked out from the backyard of Fu Lao's house. As soon as he climbed over the fence, he met Fu Liang, who had just returned from the outhouse, and they stared at each other.
What are you doing here?!
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