When the two brothers returned home, the four adults were still busy, chatting and working at the same time.
Nearly a thousand pounds of fish and shrimp is not something that can be easily processed; it will take a considerable amount of time.
The three little ones had disappeared; perhaps they had gone to sleep.
"Ah Ye and Big Brother are back..."
Ye Qingling had just come out of the kitchen when she saw them and happily went to greet them.
Du Guilan had been focused on cleaning the fish with her head down until she heard Ye Qingling's voice. Only then did she suddenly raise her head and hurriedly get up.
She quickly darted to Feng Xuan's side.
"Have you finished settling the accounts?" Ye Qingling asked as she stepped forward.
"Mm," Feng Ye replied simply.
"How much money will we get? My sister-in-law said they'll get around 500 yuan, is that true?"
Feng Ye nodded, then pulled a wad of banknotes from his pocket: "The money is all here, 3000 in total."
"Wow, there really were so many!"
Ye Qingling was overjoyed to receive the thick stack of banknotes, her face beaming with delight.
“We only invested half a share and we can get five hundred yuan. You invested three shares, so wouldn’t you get three thousand yuan?”
With a big smile on her face and clutching five hundred yuan tightly in her hand, Du Guilan walked over excitedly.
"Yes, three thousand yuan, not a penny less."
Ye Qingling smiled and nodded.
"Alas, it's a pity we didn't have that much money back then, otherwise we would have invested more," Du Guilan sighed.
Feng Xuan smiled and said, "Alan, don't be so greedy. This half share is thanks to Aye's generosity."
"What do you mean by 'allowing' or 'not allowing'? You guys really put in real money."
Feng Ye waved his hand and continued, "Besides, your willingness to invest is a way of sharing some of the risk for me, isn't it?"
"Can you guys stop standing there talking? Can't you come over and talk while you're working? Can't you see how many fish are waiting to be slaughtered and processed?"
Seeing that the group of people were chatting enthusiastically at the gate of the courtyard, Xiao Chunxiu felt somewhat displeased and her tone became rather unpleasant.
"They're here, they're here."
Upon hearing her words, Feng Ye and Feng Xuan quickly agreed and hurried over.
"I'll go put the money away first."
Ye Qingling stuck out her tongue.
They exchanged a glance, then walked lightly into their respective rooms and locked the money in their drawers.
Feng Ye walked to the spot where Ye Qingling had been busy and sat down. He picked up the kitchen knife with his right hand, his movements practiced and fluid.
He cut the small fish in the belly with a cleaver, and as the blade entered the abdominal cavity, he skillfully scraped it out, easily removing the fish's internal organs.
This kind of work was not unfamiliar to him.
In his past life, he often did similar things.
After each fishing trip, most of the small fish that are caught are thrown back into the sea, but sometimes some are kept to be dried.
"Dad, Uncle Jun wants you to work on the Harvest ship. It'll pay you 150 yuan a month. Do you want to go?"
While focusing on handling the fish in his hands, Feng Ye spoke to Feng Jiaqing.
Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible flicker of excitement crossed Feng Jiaqing's eyes.
He paused for a moment, but still hesitated before speaking, "I have no objection, but what about the new house? The formwork is about to be installed. If I leave, who will take care of this?"
“I’m at home, what are you worried about?” Xiao Chunxiu glared at him and said, “Besides, A-Ye comes back every day and can make decisions.”
Hearing her words, Feng Jiaqing's worries lessened somewhat.
"Okay, I'll give it a try."
"You need to be careful on the Harvest Ship, don't let that family fool you. Although Ah Xuan is there, he's too honest and easily bullied," Xiao Chunxiu warned.
“Zhao Jun is not that kind of person,” Feng Jiaqing retorted.
"You can't know what's in someone's heart."
"I don't know him yet..."
Feng Ye and Feng Xuan couldn't help but smile wryly as they watched their parents suddenly start arguing.
Feng Ye quickly interrupted their argument, saying, "Father, Mother, please stop arguing. Regardless of whether Uncle Jun is that kind of person or not, with Father and Brother here, they certainly can't fool us."
“Yes, Mother, nothing has happened yet, so don’t make wild guesses,” Feng Xuan echoed, offering his advice.
Xiao Chunxiu glared at the father and son fiercely, and said reproachfully, "Alright, alright, of course I know you two are good people, only I am the bad person."
After saying that, she angrily picked up a fish and started working hard, ignoring the father and son.
Feng Ye shook his head helplessly, and then told Feng Jiaqing about finding another person to work on the Harvest ship.
As for who his father wanted to find to do the job, he didn't care.
They worked until after 1 a.m. before finally managing to process all the fish and shrimp and neatly arrange them on bamboo curtains in the yard.
We'll just wait for the sun to rise tomorrow morning to dry them into dried fish and dried shrimp.
......
The shrimp needed to be boiled and then dried. Luckily, there was hot water available, so Feng Ye took a nice, relaxing hot shower before dragging his exhausted body back to his room to rest.
At this moment, Ye Qingling had already lay down, lying on her side in the bed.
After tiptoeing into bed, Feng Ye skillfully wrapped his arms around her slender waist from behind.
"It's so late, aren't you tired? Can't you just stop for a bit?"
Ye Qingling gently slapped his hand away and said in a coquettish whisper.
"I was quite tired, but as soon as I held you, I wasn't tired at all."
Feng Ye's lips curled up slightly, letting out a soft laugh, and then he hugged her tightly again.
Ye Qingling felt sweet inside from his sweet words, but she still wouldn't let it go: "You're not tired, but I am. Stop fooling around and go to sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow."
Feng Ye showed no sign of letting go. Instead, he lowered his head and gently kissed her fair and slender neck: "Take a day off tomorrow, no need to get up early."
"But I have to get up early..."
"It won't make a difference if it's just a little while longer..."
As Feng Ye showered her with kisses and his hands began to wander, Ye Qingling's breathing became rapid.
He turned around and pinched him hard on the waist: "I'm really impressed with you..."
"Don't you want one too?" Feng Ye chuckled.
After a rustling sound.
"Crunch, crunch..."
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