Fu Lao Er became angrier as he spoke. He had run into Fu Shi at the dock during the day and saw that his youngest son was not only tanned but also much stronger, probably because he had suffered a lot. So he wanted to say hello to Fu Shi and ask him to go home.
To everyone's surprise, Fu Shi acted as if he hadn't seen him at all, and even turned around and left.
Fu Lao Er was so angry that if there hadn't been villagers around, he would have rushed up and argued with Fu Shi, that unfilial son.
Not to mention the meaningful looks the villagers gave him.
Now, seeing Fu Qiang's drunken state and his morning grumpiness from being woken up, all of these feelings rushed to Fu Lao Er's mind.
Although Fu Qiang was somewhat drunk, he could still see the displeasure on his father's face.
He pushed away Wang Zhaodi's hand that was supporting him, tried to steady himself, and then pointed at Fu Lao Er with his finger.
"You...you're just jealous because I haven't made any money, aren't you? I...I'm telling you, this time...I've made...made money!"
After saying that, he took out a wad of ten-yuan notes from his pocket and threw them at Fu Lao Er.
The generous sum of money hit Fu Lao Er in the face. He never expected that he would be showered with money, let alone that it would be his own eldest son who was doing it.
"Hey, what are you doing? How can you just throw so much money around like that!"
Wang Zhaodi was the first to react. She didn't even bother with her flashlight and used the moonlight to pick up the scattered ten-yuan bills on the ground.
Fu Lao Er felt that his dignity as a father was shattered, just like the piles of uncirculated coins on the ground. When he came to his senses, the veins on his neck were bulging with anger.
"You little rascal, where did you get all this money?"
He didn't dare ask the question loudly, for fear of waking up the neighbors.
However, what he didn't expect was that at that moment, Boss Fu was standing outside his fence, listening to everything that was happening in the yard.
Fu had a vague idea of where the money came from, but Fu Qiang's next words confirmed his guess.
Fu Qiang's voice, tinged with a hint of smugness, rang out, sounding exceptionally clear in the quiet night.
"This is all the money I earned working for the new foreign boss. I've told you all that Boss Xue is a good person. Look at the money I've earned, isn't it all thanks to the connections he made?"
"It's also because I'm capable of knowing such a great person as Mr. Xue and dealing with foreigners."
Perhaps because he was happy, Fu Qiang spoke as if he hadn't been drinking at all, and he no longer stuttered; his speech was very clear.
Boss Fu overheard everything outside and figured out the whole story.
According to Fu Qiang, Xue Qing introduced him to this group of Japanese people, and then Fu Qiang helped him get a boat, took the group out to sea, and finally successfully put the torpedo into the sea.
It has to be said that if Fu Wan hadn't happened to encounter this torpedo while catching moonfish, the vast ocean would have been so vast that it would have taken who knows how long for fishermen to discover it.
What these people wanted to do by putting torpedoes into the sea was unknown to Boss Fu, and Fu Qiang, that idiot, probably understood even less.
But one thing Boss Fu is certain of is that this torpedo will definitely affect China's security.
Thinking of this, Boss Fu hated Fu Qiang, his accomplice, even more. After all, they were both surnamed Fu. If he didn't give this kid a good beating on behalf of the Fu family's ancestors today, he would be letting down the Fu family name.
Some money can be earned, and some money cannot. He was determined to teach this kid a lesson today.
Just as Boss Fu was planning how to put a sack over Fu Qiang's head, another argument broke out between Boss Fu and Fu Qiang in the courtyard.
"I've already told you, that Xue Qing isn't a good person, but you just won't listen! You'll end up getting yourself into trouble, let's see what you do then!"
Fu Qiang prides himself on being loyal, and Fu Lao Er says he can, but his idol Xue Qing is naturally not.
With the effects of the alcohol kicking in, he was furious and looked around but couldn't find a suitable tool, so he could only angrily kick the stool under Fu Lao Er.
Before Fu Lao Er could react, the stool beneath him was kicked away by Fu Qiang. Caught off guard, he leaned back, grabbed handfuls of air, and finally fell to the ground.
Then came a cracking sound, followed by a scream. Fu Lao Er was in so much pain that his voice trembled.
"You...you unfilial son!"
He's getting old, after all; he couldn't sit up for a long time after the fall.
Wang Zhaodi went to help him up, only to find that he was covered in sweat from the pain, which made her panic.
"Honey, honey, what's wrong?"
"Qiang, quickly help your father up!"
Fu Qiang realized he had gotten himself into trouble, and his mind cleared up a bit.
But he remained defiant: "I didn't help him up, he deserved it!"
After saying that, he ran away quickly, feeling guilty. Wang Zhaodi could only stand there dumbfounded, and then let out a series of ghostly howls.
"Mother! Mother! Come quick, the master has fallen!"
Old Mrs. Wang was awakened by the noise in the house. Wang Zhaodi's wailing and howling startled even the neighbor's dog.
The neighbors were also disturbed by the noise, and in the chaos, Fu Qiang had no choice but to turn out of the alley, fearing that the neighbors would find him.
Before he could even leave the alley, Boss Fu, who was following behind him, saw that the time was right and there was no one around, so he simply went up and kicked Fu Qiang to the ground.
Fu Laoda was quite strong. Before Fu Qiang could react, he fell to the ground. Just as he instinctively turned his head to see who it was, an extremely smelly latrine fell from the sky and covered his head.
"Who is it! Who are you?!"
It was naturally Boss Fu. It was quite a coincidence; someone's manure bucket had been left in the alley and hadn't been put away, so it just so happened that he could use it.
Fu Qiang's voice was drowned out by the manure bucket, and with the noise from Fu Lao Er's house, no one could hear him at all.
Boss Fu clenched his fists and gave Fu Qiang a good beating.
I'm sending you to work for Xue Qing, to be a lackey for the Japanese, and to betray your own people by leading them to launch torpedoes in the sea!
After a series of punches, Fu Qiang was too exhausted to even shout, and could only let out faint groans.
Boss Fu rubbed his aching hand, then deliberately warned in a rough voice.
"Fu Qiang, if you go back to working for Xue Qing and bring some shady characters to the village to do some heartless things, I'll kill you next time!"
Regardless of whether Fu Qiang listened or not, Boss Fu dragged him to the alley entrance and then kicked him out of the alley.
The commotion immediately attracted the attention of the neighbors who had come out to check the situation.
Fu Laoda, hiding in the shadows of the alley, heard the neighbors calling for Wang Zhaodi, and then walked toward Fu Village Chief's house in a good mood.
Fu Qiang is definitely going to be sent to the police station. I beat him so badly, he can't escape.
After reprimanding the man, Boss Fu felt a bit sleepy and walked faster and faster. After telling the old village chief about this, he had to go back and catch up on some sleep. He was afraid the village would be lively again when it got light.
Meanwhile, inside the camp, Bai Qianzhou didn't even have time to properly park his bicycle before banging on the door of the camp leader's house.
Who is it?
"Report! I have an urgent matter to report!"
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