The next morning, Fu Wan slept until nine o'clock.
The bed at home is so comfortable; after getting up, she felt much more refreshed.
Fu Ling and Qin Mingzhu had gotten up long ago and weren't in the house; they'd probably gone out to play again.
After washing up, Fu Wan suddenly remembered something.
That is, whether Bai Qianzhou handed the item to Sun Shaoping or not.
However, she was more inclined to believe that it wasn't true, because if Sun Shao-ping knew about it, he would definitely call her to ask about the details.
Could it be that Bai Qianzhou has forgotten about this?
Having been in Shanghai for a week, Fu Wan pondered for a moment and then simply made a phone call to the camp.
All calls at the camp need to be transferred. In the past, after verifying the identity, the transfer operator would quickly transfer the call.
But this time, the transfer was delayed.
"Comrade Fu, Comrade Bai has gone out on a mission and cannot transfer the call to him."
When the polite voice of the transfer operator came through, Fu Wan was taken aback.
"Can I be transferred to Qin Anning?"
Come to think of it, Qin Anning hasn't called home in a long time.
"I'm sorry, comrade, Comrade Qin has also gone out to complete his mission."
Did they all go to complete their tasks?
Fu Wan found it a bit strange, so she simply asked, "Has Commander Sun returned?"
"Comrade, this is classified information and cannot be disclosed."
Well, Fu Wan was also helpless. After hanging up the phone, she couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Bai Qianzhou is a doctor, and Qin Mingzhu is a researcher. Both of them went on a mission. What kind of mission required them to go out?
Although the comrade just now did not reveal Sun Shaoping's whereabouts, Fu Wan guessed that Sun Shaoping probably had not returned either.
Moreover, when she called the camp just now, it took several minutes for someone to answer.
This means that not only Bai Qianzhou and Sun Shaoping, but also many other comrades in the camp must have gone out.
Judging by the timing, could it be that the monkeys from the south have come out to cause trouble?
Or is it that the Indians are making a fool of themselves again?
Fu Wan tried hard to recall the scenes from her previous life, and suddenly remembered that there had indeed been a conflict in the Spratly Islands in the late 1980s.
The monkeys from North and South Vietnam have repeatedly ventured into our waters to provoke us. When warnings proved ineffective, our navy retaliated decisively and drove the monkeys out of our waters.
Could it be that this is the reason they went out?
Upon realizing this, Fu Wan quickly pulled herself out of her thoughts.
Regardless of whether it was because of this war, she only hoped that there were no casualties in China, and that they could teach the monkeys of North and South Vietnam a lesson so that they would never dare to cause trouble in Chinese waters again.
Fu Wan had a lot of confidence in Sun Shaoping and his team, and with the research from Qin Anning and the others, she believed that those monkeys would be crying and going home this time.
With that in mind, Fu Wan wasn't worried at all.
She put her mobile phone in her pocket, and after a day of rest, she needed to quickly have breakfast before going to check on the food factory and cannery.
When Fu Wan arrived at the old house, Ye Xiaocui and Fu Ming were cleaning mudskippers in the yard.
Seeing Fu Wan come over, Ye Xiaocui quickly washed her hands and brought her breakfast.
For breakfast, we had tomato dumpling soup and cornbread.
While drinking her soup, Fu Wan asked Ye Xiaocui, "Mom, where did my father go?"
Hearing his daughter ask him a question, Boss Fu responded from the backyard.
"It's here!"
Upon hearing this, Fu Wan went over to take a look and found that Boss Fu was chopping firewood in the backyard.
Just as Fu Wan was about to say something, Yuanbao, who was wandering around her legs, suddenly stopped and then quickly ran towards the door.
"Woof woof woof!"
"Are you blind? You think I'd dare yell at you?"
A strange voice rang out, and Ye Xiaocui and Fu Ming stood up in surprise, just in time to see the person kick Yuanbao, who had rushed forward, aside.
What are you doing!
Fu Wan frowned and stepped forward.
"Little girl, is this Master Fu's house?"
The newcomer was a stranger, about 1.75 meters tall, with his hair parted in a slicked-back style, wearing a polyester shirt and flared pants, and small leather shoes.
This outfit might be considered trendy on someone Fu Ming's age, but it would look rather out of place on a middle-aged person in their forties or fifties.
"No, who are you?"
Fu Ming spoke with displeasure. This person actually dared to kick Yuanbao. It's only because Yuanbao is still small that he's like this. If it were Wangcai, it would have bitten him long ago.
"You're Boss Fu's son, right?"
The man narrowed his eyes, then a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Isn't your leg lame? How can you stand up?"
Fu Ming hated it most when people called him a cripple, so he immediately picked up a broom to chase them away.
"You've eaten shit and are spewing filth from your mouth, you think I won't slap you?"
"Slap me? Don't you recognize me? I'm your uncle!"
Just then, Boss Fu heard the commotion and ran out with his axe.
Seeing Boss Fu's fierce and menacing appearance, the man shrank back and lowered his voice considerably.
"Dog... Brother Dogwa."
Boss Fu's face turned fierce, and he asked gruffly, "Who are you?"
The man pointed back at himself, "It's me, Zhang Fugui. My mother is your aunt. Don't you remember Brother Gouwa?"
When he said that, Boss Fu remembered.
Seeing that Fu Ming and Fu Wan were indeed relatives, they had no choice but to put down their brooms.
However, this person said that his mother was Fu Laoda's aunt. Fu Wan narrowed her eyes. She still remembered Fu Xiulian who had come to her house to borrow money before.
That beast who sold Fu Fengying.
Could the aunt this person is referring to be Fu Xiulian?
Boss Fu hadn't put down his axe yet, nor did he let the man into the house. He just casually wiped the wood chips off the axe.
"Zhang Fugui, what are you doing at my house?"
"Hehe, look at what you're saying, Brother Gouwa. We're relatives, and relatives should visit each other often!"
Zhang Fugui, being both flexible and adaptable, quickly handed over the things he was holding.
"This is a sponge cake I bought especially for the children."
Fu Ling, who was playing hopscotch with Fu Honghong at the courtyard gate, quietly returned when she heard Yuanbao calling her.
Standing behind Zhang Fugui, she heard the man mention chicken cake for the child and quietly glanced at Zhang Fugui.
This uncle is so strange. He clearly didn't want to give them any, so why did he give them chicken cakes?
Qin Mingzhu has a very keen sense of smell. She frowned slightly. Not only could she not smell the aroma of her uncle's chicken cake, but she could also smell a damp, musty odor.
Moreover, this person used quite a bit of force when kicking Yuanbao, as both Fu Ling and Qin Mingzhu witnessed.
"Mother!"
"Godmother!"
Before Zhang Fugui could speak, Fu Ling and Qin Mingzhu ran over to his left and right, and the two of them, in perfect unison, stomped on Zhang Fugui's foot as they passed by.
"Hiss, where did this kid come from? Doesn't he have eyes?"
"Uncle, we're sorry, we didn't mean to."
Fu Ling apologized at lightning speed, and Fu Wan could tell from their round, darting eyes that they were doing it on purpose.
Seeing Qin Mingzhu's distressed expression as she held Yuanbao, Fu Wan guessed that they were avenging Yuanbao.
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