Fu Wan laughed it off, "It's alright. That ambergris is indeed a rare treasure."
It's a pity that these things are so rare, and they take time to form. Last time, she picked up almost all the good quality ones there, so it's unlikely she'll be able to make a fortune from them again anytime soon.
Fearing that Fu Wan was only interested in making quick money, Ye Xiaocui put away her smile and seriously advised, "This ambergris is also rare. We are fishermen, and we should focus on fishing."
You can't get carried away just because you've made money and then squander it all.
Fu Wan naturally understood this principle. While the two were talking, Boss Fu returned from outside and looked at the property certificate in Ye Xiaocui's hand with a gratified expression.
"This house is a great purchase! When I get old and can't work anymore, I'll go live with my daughter. After dinner, I can take a walk to the Forbidden City, and in the morning I can watch the flag-raising ceremony. It's so beautiful!"
Ye Xiaocui felt an urge to grab the property certificate just by looking at him. She carefully wrapped it up and handed it to Fu Wan.
"Put this away yourself. We're getting old, and we won't interfere with things like ambergris that you got yourself."
"We won't tell anyone about this, so you all better keep your mouths shut."
Fu Wan nodded. "Father, Mother, I know."
There are no secrets in this village. Not to mention Fu Wan buying a house in the capital, even the type of bricks they used to build their house and how much each brick cost are the talk of the village.
Seeing how much his daughter had gained on this trip, Boss Fu was itching to try it himself.
"Ah Wan, how about we go out to sea in the next couple of days?"
It rained for the past two days since Fu Wan and the others went out, so Fu Laoda and Fu Liang could only enjoy the fun of beachcombing.
In addition, he had to look after his two children, so Boss Fu hadn't been out to sea for almost five or six days and was feeling anxious.
"Going out to sea? No problem!"
Suddenly she felt something was wrong. "Wait a minute, why hasn't my older cousin come back yet?"
Yes, Ye Lin hasn't returned from Qingshan Village yet!
Ye Xiaocui and Boss Fu realized what was going on and vaguely sensed that something had happened.
Ye Lin returned home the night Fu Wan went to sea to catch moonfish. Now Fu Wan has returned from her trip to the capital, but he has yet to come back.
They clearly said they would be back in two days.
"Honey, call the village first thing tomorrow morning and ask."
Ye Xiaocui's originally happy face was now full of worry. She had married far away and had no way of knowing what had happened to her family.
Boss Fu nodded in agreement, "Okay, don't worry, nothing will happen."
Fu Wan thought of the pile of roast ducks and pastries at home and an idea came to her.
"Mom, how about I go to Uncle's house with my older brother tomorrow? I can also bring some roast duck and pastries with me."
Ye Xiaocui pondered for two seconds, "Okay, the Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner, so you can consider it an early gift."
According to the customs of Qingshan Village, married women must return home for the three festivals of Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Spring Festival to send festival gifts. Of course, their own family will also treat them with great hospitality.
However, in the past few years, Fu Ming had been bringing only a pound of meat, but this time the items were much more plentiful.
With that settled, Fu Wan went back to her room.
Qin Mingzhu and Fu Ling had already gone to bed, leaving her a fairly large empty space.
After washing up, she lay down and, perhaps because she was more comfortable at home, fell asleep within two minutes.
...
The next morning, after Fu Wan got up and had breakfast, she and Fu Ming took the two children and rode in a tricycle, carrying large and small bags, to Qingshan Village.
They had originally planned to hire Grandpa Niu's tractor, but last night Fu San received roast duck and pastries brought back by them, and he was deeply moved.
This morning, some fish and shrimp from the purchasing station were delivered over. As soon as Fu San heard Ye Xiaocui say they were going to Qingshan Village, he immediately took over the job of picking them up and dropping them off.
Boss Fu got angry when he didn't let him have his way!
"Ah Wan, tell me, I bought this tricycle for convenience, but your dad won't let me take you there. Does he not consider me a brother?"
Fu Wan sat on a small stool on the back of the tricycle, laughing and crying at the same time, and replied, "Yes, yes, Uncle, you're right!"
Fu San had already complained to her halfway through, only criticizing Fu Laoda for treating him like an outsider.
"Putting everything else aside, your third aunt really liked the pastries you brought back, and I haven't even eaten the roast duck yet; I'm planning to eat it during the festival in a couple of days!"
"Third Uncle, don't let it spoil!"
"No, no, the weather can't possibly be bad!"
Fu Ling and Qin Mingzhu were all smiles as soon as they got on the bus. Fu Wan was already planning to send the two children to school after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Fu Ming sat on the far side of the tricycle, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, enjoying the breeze that blew through the mountains.
Ah, that was absolutely fantastic!
However, this comfortable feeling didn't last long. After riding for another ten minutes or so through the mountain road, the entrance to Qingshan Village appeared before everyone's eyes.
"I've been to this place before. There are crayfish and loaches here!"
Fu Ling's eyes lit up, and she eagerly began to introduce herself to Qin Mingzhu, who had never been there before.
Fu Wan thought to herself, "There aren't just small loaches here, there are also giant spicy strips!"
The kind of race that will kill you if you can't outrun it!
Fu San had visited Ye Jian's country before, so this time he didn't need Fu Wan or Fu Ming to give him directions; he stopped in front of Ye Jian's country in no time.
The neighbors peeked curiously, about to ask who they were, when the gate to Ye Jianguo's courtyard was pulled open from the inside.
"A-Wan? A-Ming? What brings you here?"
The person who opened the door was Ye Jianguo's wife, Ye Lin's mother, Li Chunhua.
"Aunt, we've come to visit you and bring you some holiday gifts."
Li Chunhua was overjoyed, but looking at the large bags they were carrying, she complained, "You brought so much stuff to my house!"
Before Fu Wan and the others could speak, he invited Fu San to sit inside.
Fu San was in a hurry to get back, so after drinking a bowl of water, he told Fu Wan that he would pick them up the next day, and then rode off on his beloved tricycle.
"Ah Wan, why did you come back several days early to deliver holiday gifts?"
Since they were all family, Li Chunhua asked directly.
Fu Wan was too lazy to lie. "Sending holiday gifts was just a side thing. The main thing is that Brother Ye Lin hasn't been home for several days. We were planning to go out to sea in the next couple of days, but we were worried that something might have happened at home, so my parents asked us to come and check on him."
After saying this, Li Chunhua felt embarrassed. "We've been busy at home lately, and so has your brother Ye Lin. I asked them to make a call, but they've probably forgotten again!"
"What's Ye Lin busy with?"
It's not the busy season for farming right now!
When this was mentioned, Li Chunhua's smile disappeared, and she let out a long sigh.
"Hey, when Ah Lin came back last time, we divided the family property between the two brothers. Ye Lin has been busy building the house lately, and he's probably off picking bricks at the land plot right now!"
What? My uncle's family only has two sons, and they've already separated their household so quickly?
Just then, the courtyard gate was pushed open again, and Ye Lin came in covered in mud. Fu Wan looked over when she heard the sound, and saw that the man was actually holding a bunch of palm-sized crucian carp in the hem of his clothes!
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