"Third Uncle, how have you been lately? Is the fishing in the village going well?"
Having not seen each other for so long, Fu Wan and the others naturally had a lot of questions.
Fu San said it was nothing, but the smile on his face never disappeared. He now not only buys fish from his own village, but also many villagers from other villages in nearby towns bring their carts to sell their catch to him.
Speaking of this, Fu San has some gossip to tell Fu Wan and the others.
"Ah Wan, do you still remember Wang Jianshe from the next village?" Fu San shouted as he drove his tricycle.
"Wang Jianshe, isn't he that cunning copycat from the next village? He even tried to steal your business before, Uncle San." To make sure Qin Anning understood what they were saying, Fu Ming explained in more detail.
"Yes, Third Uncle, what happened to him?"
Fu Wan had a vague suspicion that Wang Jianshe had been engaging in disguised private fundraising before, and perhaps...
While Fu Wan was brainstorming, Fu San stopped keeping them in suspense and told them the gossip he had heard recently.
Wang Jianshe has run away!!
This first sentence piqued everyone's interest. Not to mention Fu Wan and Fu Ming, even Qin Anning sat up straight and put her arm around Qin Mingzhu to listen to the gossip.
Wang Jianshe's fundraising scheme has indeed collapsed. I don't know what that guy was thinking. Initially, the villagers from the neighboring village urgently needed money and wanted to get back the money they had earned from selling fish from him.
The guy said he didn't have any cash and had to go to the bank to withdraw money. He kept using this excuse for several days, saying he was too busy and forgot about it.
The villager was naturally anxious and immediately started making a scene at his house. When the other villagers found out, they panicked and demanded that Wang Jianshe return their money.
Wang Jianshe lied and said he would go to the bank to withdraw money the next morning. However, when they arrived the next morning, they found that the young man had run away overnight, leaving his elderly parents to face the angry villagers.
Their town is only so big, and the news reached Fujia Village in no time. The villagers of Fujia Village were all overjoyed.
Not only did everyone thank the village chief, but Fu Wan and the others who had pointed out Wang Jianshe's intentions were also thanked.
Upon learning that Fu Wan was not there, they handed the thank-you gift to Ye Xiaocui.
The gifts of gratitude in rural areas are simple and unpretentious, consisting of just a bunch of greens and a few eggs. Those who are willing to spend more might give half a pound of meat, but these gifts contain the villagers' most sincere thanks.
Meanwhile, the reputation of Fu San's purchasing station has spread, so his fish supply has increased significantly recently.
Consequently, his income naturally increased every day.
Otherwise, how could Fu San walk with such a swagger?
"Tsk tsk, Third Uncle, I didn't expect the village to be so lively while we were gone for the past few days!"
Fu Ming couldn't help but sigh, and Fu Wan nodded in agreement. To be honest, the capital city was a bit less gossipy than the village.
"Don't mention that, Awan. Now that you're back today, when are you planning to go out to sea?"
Even though the village had a lot of gains, none of these people combined were as interesting as what Old Master Fu had done.
Fu Wan was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this. She hadn't even arrived home yet, and Fu San was already urging her on.
Although she also misses the days of going to sea, there's no need to rush!
"Third Uncle, after a whole day and night on the train, you should at least let me go back and rest for two days!"
Although they bought sleeper berths on the train, the train is still a public place, and there are bound to be people talking and walking around.
So all Fu Wan wants to do now is go back, have a meal, and get a good night's sleep. Fishing at sea is physically demanding; if she doesn't get enough rest, she won't even be able to cast a net.
Fu San heard the complaint in her tone and laughed heartily. He didn't forget to explain, "Oh dear, it's just that your dad and the others were unlucky. They only made enough to cover the fuel costs at sea, nothing worth the effort!"
Fu Wan felt something was off upon hearing this. "What? My dad and the others went out to sea?"
Fu San realized he had let something slip and quickly gave himself a light slap.
Oh dear, my brother will definitely scold him to death later.
“Ah Wan, your father and the others didn’t go far. They just cast a few nets near the dock. I swear, they were back in a few hours.”
He had heard from Boss Fu before that Fu Wan hadn't allowed them to go out to sea alone, for fear that they might encounter storms and get into trouble.
“Ah Wan, it’s normal for Dad to go out to sea. He’s been a fisherman his whole life. If he couldn’t go out to sea for a week, he definitely wouldn’t be able to sleep well.”
Fu Ming also knew that Fu Wan had been worried because Fu Laoda's health hadn't fully recovered, but now several months had passed and Fu Laoda was as strong as an ox.
"Never mind, Dad is experienced. Just be careful."
Fu Wan knew that Fu Ming was right; she was also terrified by the deaths of her family members in her previous life.
Before long, the familiar village entrance appeared before them. Not only was Qin Mingzhu excited and wanted to stand up, but Fu Wan and the other two also felt a little excited.
"Oh my, is that Fu San's wife, Awan, in the car?"
"Ah Wan, you're back from the capital!"
The villagers along the way greeted Fu Wan and her group, and many people secretly sized up Qin Anning, who was sitting next to Fu Ming. Their gazes made Qin Anning feel uneasy.
"Ah Wan, Brother Fu, why are these aunties staring at me?"
Qin Anning asked in a low voice, but before Fu Wan could answer, the aunt next to her clapped her hands and laughed, "Oh my, this can't be Fu Ming's wife, can it? I thought your mother had lost her mind, but I didn't expect you to actually find a wife!"
Fu Ming couldn't hold back this time and rolled his eyes.
"Auntie, who are you calling crazy!"
"I've lost my mind, I've lost my mind!" The aunt realized she had said the wrong thing and hurriedly tried to make amends.
Because there were too many villagers surrounding the area, Fu San could no longer ride his bicycle to Fu Lao's house.
"Third Uncle, why don't you put us down? We'll walk back ourselves."
Seeing this, Fu Wan hurriedly called out to Fu San, saying that their house was only a few steps away and they should come down and walk back.
"Okay, you can get off here then!" Fu San parked the car and let them out. There were many villagers around, so she couldn't very well take out the local specialties from her bag to give to Fu San.
The only plan is to have Boss Fu deliver it after we get back.
"Ah Wan, is that you guys back?"
"Mother!"
Several voices rang out at the same time. Fu Wan looked over at the sound, but before she could see clearly, Fu Ling grabbed her leg.
"Mom, you're finally back!"
Fu Ling's eyes reddened, and she almost cried again. But when Qin Mingzhu took out the gift she had prepared from her bag, she immediately turned around and ran with Qin Mingzhu.
It seems they don't really think about themselves that much.
"Ah Wan, you're finally back! Come home with me, I went to Da Zhuang's place early this morning to buy a lot of pork ribs, and I didn't expect to make it in time!"
Ye Xiaocui took the luggage from their hands and walked ahead. Fu Wan sensed something was wrong, "Mother, where's my father?"
"Your dad, the village chief came over today saying that the higher-ups are going to ban fishing, and all the other leaders have gone to a meeting at the village committee!"
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