Judging that Feng Jiafa should be home by now, Feng Ye said to Feng Xuan, who was busy working nearby, "Brother, go to Uncle Fa's house to get the money."
"Wait a minute, I'm going to wash my hands."
Feng Xuan excitedly ran to wash her hands.
He had been thinking about this money for a long time; it was over 100 yuan.
After all, money that hasn't been received isn't truly yours.
"What money are you going to Ah Fa's house for? Didn't you already get paid for the fish?"
All eyes were once again focused on Feng Ye.
"Ah Ye, are we going to settle the money for the fish we sold this morning?"
Du Guilan had a big smile on her face.
"You sold fish again this morning?"
Feng Jiaqing asked, his voice trembling.
"Dad, they caught over 400 catties of silver pomfret this morning and sold them for over a thousand yuan."
Before Feng Ye could speak, Du Guilan answered for him with a smile in her eyes.
Feng Jiaqing originally thought that his two sons' gains today were already a sign of wealth.
Earning a month's salary in a day, what more could you ask for?
To my utter surprise, this was just the tip of the iceberg; the real trouble was yet to come.
"Here is the receipt."
Seeing the disbelief on her father's face, Feng Ye took out the receipt and handed it to him.
"Okay, okay, okay."
Feng Jiaqing looked at the number on the receipt and exclaimed with delight.
My youngest son is finally reliable!
I did make a lot more money yesterday, but that doesn't mean anything. After all, big yellow croakers are a rare find, you need to be incredibly lucky to come across one.
Temporary luck does not guarantee lifelong luck.
Earning money from ordinary fish is the daily routine for fishermen.
"Go with your brother to get the money."
Feng Jiaqing chuckled for a while, then returned the receipt to Feng Ye before sitting down and getting back to work.
At this moment, Feng Xuan also came out after washing his hands.
...
After leaving Feng Jiafa's house with a huge sum of 1,061 yuan in his pocket, he called Ah Can and the three of them went to Xiao Guowen's house.
"It's 1061 yuan in total. If each of you takes 10 points, that's 106 yuan. But I don't have that much change right now. I'll give each of you 100 yuan first, and you can decide what to do with the rest."
Feng Ye took out a stack of bills, first giving each person a hundred-yuan bill, and then placed a fifty-yuan bill in the middle of the table.
Everyone happily accepted them and put them in their pockets.
Pointing to the 50-yuan bill on the table, Feng Ye smiled and said, "Your 24 yuan is in here. Should we split it or...?"
Xiao Guowen immediately said, "No need to divide it. Just keep these 24 yuan as payment for the boat."
"I have no objection."
"I have no objection either."
"agree."
The other three immediately echoed.
Feng Ye waved his hand: "There's no need for that. If I want to charge you for the boat, I won't take you there."
"You've helped us make so much money, so please don't refuse this small amount."
After thinking for a moment, Feng Ye said, "How about this, I'll keep the money for now. I'll go to the county town tomorrow and buy some cigarettes and alcohol. We can celebrate tomorrow night."
“Of course we should celebrate, but we don’t have to wait until tomorrow.” Xiao Guowen smiled and turned to call out to the yard, “Wife, go to the kitchen and bring out the snacks to go with the drinks.”
After saying that, he got up, went to the cabinet, took out a bottle of liquor, and put it on the table.
Before long, Sister Wen brought out the snacks to go with the drinks, which were basically all the catch from the island that day.
...
After eating and drinking their fill, the two brothers walked home, slightly tipsy.
Halfway there, Feng Ye took out another 100-yuan bill and stuffed it into Feng Xuan's hand.
Why would you give me money?
Feng Xuan was somewhat puzzled.
“You’re my brother, so I’ll give you the amount that’s split equally.”
Feng Xuan said somewhat angrily, "They all only took ten points, and I'll only take ten points too. What do you take me for? Someone who's only after money? Take it back right now."
Feng Ye had no choice but to put the money away.
When the two brothers returned home, everyone had already finished their chores and gone to bed.
Feng Ye turned on the light and saw Ye Qingling with her back to the outside of the bed, not knowing whether she was asleep or not.
"Ah Ling, are you asleep?"
Ye Qingling turned around, rolled her eyes, and held out her hand: "Not yet, where's the money?"
Feng Ye's heart stirred, and wanting to tease her, he said, "You woman, you've gotten quite bold, daring to ask me for money now."
“Mom said that as soon as you come back, she will ask you for the money. If you don’t give it to her, she will call Dad to beat you up.”
Ye Qingling, however, showed no fear. She stared intently at him.
"This old lady..."
Feng Ye shook his head, suddenly feeling bored and not wanting to tease her anymore. He took out the money he had just received from his pocket and said, "Here's the money. Keep it safe. I'm going to take a shower."
After saying that, he found a pair of underwear and went to take a shower behind the house.
Ye Qingling counted the money again to make sure there were no mistakes.
He took out the money that Feng Jiaqing had helped him sell the shellfish and counted it. All kinds of shellfish were very cheap, but the quantity was large, and shellfish are generally quite heavy, so he still managed to sell them for 34 yuan.
Adding the 165 yuan Feng Ye gave him earlier, he earned a little over 800 yuan today, which is roughly equivalent to half a year's salary for a person.
I opened the drawer and saw over 40,000 yuan in cash inside. Today's amount was over 800 yuan, which is now over 41,000 yuan.
Ye Qingling put today's money in and locked it again.
Back in bed, she felt a surge of excitement; she had never seen so much money before.
My husband has changed for the better; there's finally hope for the future.
At the same time, there was also a greater expectation for Feng Ye.
Men generally don't dawdle when they shower; they usually just wash quickly and that's it.
So, after only a few minutes, Feng Ye returned to the room, turned off the lights, and went to bed.
As soon as he got into bed, he hugged Ye Qingling tightly against her back, while his hands wandered around aimlessly.
"We just made it yesterday, how come you want it again..."
Ye Qingling grabbed Feng Ye's wandering hand and whispered.
"Yesterday is yesterday, and today is today. How can you conflate them?"
Ye Qingling turned to her side and lay on her back: "Then hurry up!"
Feng Ye leaned down and pressed down on his wife, glaring at her face to face, and said, "It's that line again. I remember your expression yesterday when I was too fast the first time."
Ye Qingling's face flushed slightly, and she glared at him back: "Are you still going to do it? If not, get off here. I want to sleep."
"Yes, of course I did it."
Feng Ye lowered his head...
But once he got down to business, the creaking sound from the broken wooden bed frame made him a little frustrated.
Yesterday was a little better, as no one was home.
But today, everyone's sleeping at home!
This stone bungalow has no soundproofing whatsoever.
Damn it.
He wants to make money!
Buy a Simmons mattress, build a big house!
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