When Fu Fengying speaks to Jack, she speaks more slowly so that he can hear and understand her Chinese. But when she speaks to Fu Fengying, she doesn't have this concern because she is excited and speaks very quickly.
So much so that Jack clearly heard the word "garlic".
But just those two words were enough to bring back Jack's craving.
"Garlic! Good!"
He gave Fu Wan a thumbs up, then started babbling in English, which made Bai Qianzhou laugh.
What is he saying?
He said that the lack of garlic from China was a waste of the conch's life.
Fu Wan chuckled softly upon hearing this. The dietary differences between the two countries are quite significant. Western countries tend to prefer sweeter foods, and their cooking methods are very simple.
China is different. This great nation has a history and culture spanning thousands of years, and with its vast territory, the hardworking Chinese people have developed various ways to prepare food.
Fu Fengying cooked lunch herself. The old lady had the maid buy beef and vegetables early in the morning and cooked a few dishes herself.
Fu Fengying's son and daughter-in-law had both gone to work, leaving only Fu Fengying and a maid in the large courtyard.
The maid was a Black woman. She was initially a little timid when she saw Fu Wan and the others, but when she saw that they didn't look at her strangely or with disdain, she showed a friendly smile.
As soon as lunch was over, Jack couldn't wait to pick up his fishing rod and various tools and call Fu Wan over.
"Wan, hurry up!"
A morning has already passed, and a quarter of the fishing license's validity period has expired.
Fu Wan understood his anxiety. After saying goodbye to Fu Fengying, the three of them simply rode two bicycles to the beach.
Why ride two bicycles? Naturally, it's because there are only two bicycles in the house.
One car belonged to the old lady, and the other belonged to Fu Fengying's son, Song Zhirong.
Jack had intended to take Fu Wan on his tall men's bicycle, but Fu Wan, seeing his wobbly and unsteady posture, immediately kept her distance.
But it's a bit difficult for Jack to ride a women's bicycle. Jack has grown a bit taller recently, now standing at 1.9 meters, and he doesn't know where to put his legs when riding a women's bicycle.
So naturally, Fu Wan rode the women's bicycle in the lead, while Bai Qianzhou rode the men's bicycle with a black line on his face, carrying Jack, who also had a black line on his face.
Fu Wan looked back at the expressions on the two people's faces and burst into laughter.
The villa is connected to the sea by a narrow path only one meter wide. Fu Wan rode her bicycle along this path and could see the mesmerizing blue expanse of water from afar.
Even the wind whispering in my ears carried the sound of waves crashing against the shore.
Perhaps because she hadn't seen the sea for several days, Fu Wan felt a surge of excitement.
Although this sea is not the same sea area as that of Fu Family Village, the color of the sea and the feeling of the sea breeze are somewhat similar.
For Fu Wan, a fisherman who makes her living by the sea, seeing the sea is like seeing a fellow villager, bringing tears to her eyes.
Fu Wan had left Fu Family Village before; when she went to the capital to sell ambergris, the round trip took a week, but back then she didn't feel the same kind of homesickness she felt now.
Perhaps this is what it means to be a stranger in a strange land, and to feel a longing for home when you see familiar sights.
There are many small stones on the path, and the closer you get to the sea, the more stones there are. Not only are there many stones, but there are also many scattered and broken seashells.
Fu Wan stopped riding at the beach. There were too many rocks, making it difficult to ride the bicycle. If she rode for another ten minutes, she would probably be completely numb from the vibrations.
Moreover, many of the seashells on the road are sharp. If you accidentally puncture a tire, it could leave a bad impression on your cousin and his wife, whom you haven't even met yet.
"Fuck, fuck!"
As soon as Bai Qianzhou parked the car, Jack jumped out of it with a pained expression.
If he had known that sitting on the back seat would be so bumpy, he would have preferred to run over rather than ride a bicycle.
Not only did his buttocks go numb from the jolting, but his little brother also bumped into things several times, making him grimace in pain.
But when Jack saw the crowds playing and fishing on the beach, he felt he could do it again!
He hadn't caught any big fish after fishing for months, so he was determined to learn from Fu Wan and catch some fish to show his aunts!
Fu Wan and her companions pushed their bicycles along the path by the sea, where many people were sunbathing in bikinis or shorts.
After walking for about fifteen minutes, they finally saw the dock.
Because there are so many rules for fishing in the United States, Jack complained about the bizarre regulations the whole way. Fu Wan only half understood them, but with Bai Qianzhou's explanation, she understood them pretty well.
In the United States, in addition to a fishing license, fishing regulations are required for fishing, and there are even random tests on these regulations.
If you are unfortunately asked about the contents of the fishing regulations manual by patrolling police officers while fishing and you cannot answer them, you will face particularly severe penalties.
Furthermore, there's a particularly peculiar rule about fishing in the US: you have to bring a ruler. Fish exceeding a certain size limit are allowed; otherwise, you'll be fined.
Fu Wan could understand this, since it would not be good for the long-term development of the ocean if small fish that are still growing were caught and taken back.
The three had only been at the pier for a short time when they encountered police checking fishing licenses.
Fu Wan glanced at the two burly policemen without making a sound. They had gun handles tucked into their belts and were carrying longer guns in their hands.
They do look like they're fully armed.
Ahead of Fu Wan and her group were several white men waiting to be inspected before going fishing. The two policemen even exchanged a few jokes with them as they went to inspect them.
It seems the examination was rather lax!
However, when it was their turn, the two policemen immediately changed their expressions.
Not only were his eyes sharp as an eagle's, but his tone even carried a hint of disdain.
Damn it, I never thought I'd actually encounter racial discrimination.
Jack was clearly used to the police's attitude. He took out his ID to prove that he was just tanned and not actually black, and then took out their fishing licenses for the police to check.
The two policemen's expressions softened slightly after seeing Jack's identification, especially after Jack slipped them ten knives; their attitude completely changed.
Not only did they speak softer, but they even pointed out where there were empty boats.
Before leaving, the two policemen chattered on and on in English. Jack and Bai Qianzhou talked to them for a long time, and only after they left did Bai Qianzhou translate with Fu Wan.
"He said that the fish we catch cannot be too rare. If they are rare, we have to contact them to report and keep a record. We cannot use live bait, and each person can only use one rod with no more than two hooks on it!"
Wow, the place isn't big, but there are a lot of rules. I guess it's all for the sake of protecting the marine environment, Fu Wan thought to herself.
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