"Okay, thank you, Uncle."
Bai Qianzhou sincerely thanked him. After more than a year of getting along, Boss Fu gradually began to treat him as family.
The group attracted the attention of many villagers along the way. Bai Qianzhou and the two comrades from the camp were all dignified and full of energy, making them impossible to look away from.
Although Zhang Fugui was also following behind, everyone completely ignored his presence.
As Fu Wan stepped onto the main road, a familiar voice came from behind her.
She turned her head and saw that it was none other than Old Village Chief Fu, who liked to stroll around the dock and watch the excitement in the morning. She didn't know when he had followed her there.
"Hey, isn't this Comrade Bai? Ah Wan, where have you been all this time?"
Fu Wan smiled and replied, "Village Chief, I just got back from running errands. You're up so early, have you had breakfast yet?"
"Oh, I've already eaten. Your auntie got up this morning and made a few pancakes."
Village Chief Fu hadn't chatted with Fu Wan for a while, and was about to launch into a long speech when Elder Fu, who was walking at the front, couldn't hold back any longer.
"Uncle Village Chief, you've eaten my daughter but haven't eaten yet. Awan and the others haven't slept all night. If you want to chat, wait a bit, I'll chat with you later!"
Fu Laoda was also helpless. This village chief uncle didn't even look at the situation when he was chatting. His daughter looked so tired that it broke his heart as her father!
Only after Fu Laoda said that did the old village chief Fu notice the dark circles under Fu Wan's eyes.
"Oh dear, Wan, you're exhausted. Alright, alright, I'll talk to your dad about it later. You go back and have breakfast and get some rest!"
After saying that, Village Chief Fu glared at Old Man Fu with wide eyes. This kid only knows how to bully someone as old as him.
He was so quick to criticize that he was busy staring at the two unfamiliar men that he didn't realize Fu Wan hadn't slept all night.
Old Master Fu is not afraid of Old Village Chief Fu; the two have maintained this way of getting along for decades.
Fu Wan was used to the bickering between her father and the old village chief, so she simply pulled Bai Qianzhou along and led the two comrades towards the old house of the old Fu family.
Those two comrades haven't slept all night either, so we need to hurry home and call Qin Anning so we can get back to the camp as soon as possible!
Despite the bickering, even though her daughter had left, the fish basket was still in her hands, and after all the commotion, all the fish had died.
Seeing that no one was around, Old Man Fu simply rummaged through the fish basket and picked out two tiger grouper weighing about one pound each, handing them to Old Man Fu, the village chief.
"Take this home and try it."
"What are you doing? You've struck it rich?"
"Why don't you take these perfectly good tiger grouper to Fu San's place to sell? It's such a waste for me to eat them!"
Village Chief Fu's face immediately darkened. This young man, Fu Laoda, had only just started to prosper, and his wealth had already grown exorbitant.
He truly regarded Boss Fu as his own child, and now he was relentlessly nagging him.
"You brat, have you gotten too cocky now that life's good for you!"
Shipping is unpredictable, sometimes good, sometimes bad. Lately, I haven't noticed you guys have been seriously fishing at sea.
Tiger grouper is so expensive! It's a waste to eat such good fish ourselves. We should sell it quickly. Awan is building a hotel, and so is Aming. After the baby is born, there will be so many expenses!
Money is saved, and you're not getting any younger; you should know better than to be so stingy!
As the old village chief Fu continued to mutter to himself, he glanced at the eldest brother Fu and immediately became so angry that his beard bristled.
The man had somehow twisted a rope from a straw, strung the two tiger stripes together, and was putting it on his hand!
It turns out I was just talking to thin air!
"What are you doing, you little brat? Didn't you hear me?!"
At this moment, Village Chief Fu really wanted to give Boss Fu a good whack with his cane, but luckily his leg had improved a lot recently and he no longer needed a cane to walk.
If you're talking about kicking him directly, Boss Fu's muscles are rock hard, kicking him is no different than kicking a smelly, hard rock in a latrine!
Old Village Chief Fu had learned this lesson the hard way; he couldn't beat them, and they wouldn't listen to him, so he simply turned around and left.
When Boss Fu saw that he had really angered the old man, he immediately stopped him with a smile.
"Oh dear, Uncle Village Chief, why are you getting so worked up?"
Hehe, don't worry, I know all about this.
"Take it, these were all given to Awan by others."
"I have something to do, we'll talk about the details when I come over to your house later!"
After saying that, Boss Fu waved his hand and strode off to chase after Fu Wan and the others.
Village Chief Fu, carrying the fish, muttered "brat" under his breath. Then, he narrowed his eyes and suddenly noticed that the hunched-over man following behind Fu Wan looked somewhat familiar.
That's strange, who could it be?
Old Village Chief Fu thought for a long time but couldn't remember. Just as he turned to go back, he saw Grandpa Fu taking a stroll with his cane.
Oh dear, he remembered now. That hunchbacked fellow was none other than Grandpa Fu's grandson, Zhang Fugui. The kid had come to the village a while ago, making a fuss about wanting to work on Grandpa Fu's boat. How come he's now on Grandpa Fu's boat again?
Judging from Grandpa Fu's cheerful appearance, he doesn't seem to know anything about this!
Well, he quickly went back and released the fish, then ran to Gouwa's house to see what was going on!
As Village Chief Fu sized up Zhang Fugui, Boss Fu, who had just caught up with Fu Wan and the others, also noticed Zhang Fugui's presence.
Seeing Fu Wan, Bai Qianzhou, and two other comrades enter their house, Boss Fu quickly grabbed Zhang Fugui, who was about to follow them in.
"Why are you still following me? Are you going to ask me to treat you to dinner instead of going home?"
Once Boss Fu starts talking, he never holds back. Zhang Fugui followed him on instinct. Even though he's off the ship now, he still feels a bit unreal.
In just one night, he was thrown off the boat by Xu Laobie, rescued by Fu Laoda and his men, and then witnessed the comrades in the camp arresting the smugglers. These things were more exaggerated and bizarre than a dream, and probably no one would believe them if he told them.
Fu Laoda's tug jolted Zhang Fugui, who was still not fully awake, back to reality.
"Can I...can I go home?"
This question startled Boss Fu, who immediately let go of her hand in disgust.
"Wait here, I'll go ask."
After saying that, he strode into his house.
Fu Wan had already started eating. The comrades in the camp initially wanted to decline, but Ye Xiaocui was too enthusiastic, and they were indeed hungry. In the end, Fu Wan persuaded them again, and they also got a bowl of porridge.
"Hey, comrades, can Zhang Fugui go back now?"
The comrades in the camp nodded in unison, "Yes, he already told us what he knew on the ship. We asked him, and the regimental commander said to let him go back."
"Okay, then I'll talk to him about it."
Boss Fu nodded, picked up two steamed buns, and turned his head, only to be met with Zhang Fugui's foolish look as he peeked in from the doorway.
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