Back home, Feng Ye took out the money and handed it to Ye Qingling for safekeeping.
"So much money, how much did they sell it for?"
Ye Qingling looked at the nine banknotes in her hand and was overjoyed.
"2548 yuan. It should have been over 800 yuan per person, but since we didn't have any change, they gave me a few dozen yuan more."
"So many? That giant swordfish is worth that much?"
"Yes, mainly because it's heavy, 728 jin (364 catties), and the price Mr. Qin offered was also quite high, 3.5 yuan per jin."
"This President Qin is a really nice guy. He came to my housewarming party and gave me a 100 yuan gift. He also paid a high price for this swordfish. We should really thank him."
“They have everything they want, while we don’t have anything to offer. The only thing we can boast about is the rare and valuable catch we’ve managed to get when we’re lucky. But they won’t take the seafood for free; they’ll definitely pay us. How can I possibly thank them?”
Ye Qingling thought about it and agreed: "Then forget it, we'll remember it."
"Yes, if we catch any good catches in the future, we should keep them and have Father and Uncle Ling send them to Jinghong the next day. I'm sure President Qin will be very happy."
"Um."
"Put the money away and give me some change. I'm going out for a walk."
"What do you mean, 'go out for a walk'? I think you just want to go play cards again?"
Ye Qingling rolled her eyes, but still gave him a few coins.
"My wife is the best."
Feng Ye took the money with a grin, kissed her on the cheek, and walked out.
Ye Qingling wiped the drool off her face and said coquettishly to his back, "You're so frivolous."
Feng Ye left his house and headed towards the village, intending to find some people to play cards with to pass the time.
If you don't play cards during Chinese New Year, can it still be called Chinese New Year?
Compared to yesterday, there are even more people playing cards today, and groups of people can be seen gathering everywhere.
It wasn't just men who were hitting; many women were also hitting.
However, women usually play cards purely for entertainment, and most of them play the game of "Upgrading".
Feng Ye wandered aimlessly along the way and suddenly saw a group of children running into a latrine.
He was very puzzled. What were they trying to do?
There are more than one outhouse in that row, so why are they all crammed into this one?
Before he could figure it out, he heard a series of muffled sounds coming from the outhouse.
His eyes widened instantly; he finally understood.
"Holy crap, these little bastards are blowing up the latrine!"
One by one, children rushed out of the latrine, bending over and vomiting incessantly.
Moreover, everyone had some feces on them, more or less.
It was clear that they misjudged the power of the firecrackers, leading to this unexpected "rain of excrement".
"Hahaha...Serves you right."
Feng Ye couldn't help but laugh out loud, but he quickly stopped laughing.
Because he saw his nephew Feng Xidong in it, he ended up getting involved with his own family.
His laughter caught the attention of the children, who immediately forgot about vomiting and ran away.
Feng Ye roared, "Run? Do you think you can escape? Do you think I don't recognize you?"
We're all from the same village, how could we not know each other?
Then he started calling out names one by one.
"Xiao Zhongcheng, Feng Shuhai, Feng Ximing, Wang Chengliang..."
His voice echoed in the children's ears, but no one stopped. They ran even faster and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Feng Ye didn't chase after them, letting them escape.
Even if he caught up with them, he wouldn't know how to teach them a lesson.
They're all other people's kids, so he'll just give them a few mild scoldings at most.
Even if it were Feng Xidong, he couldn't take action himself; he could only leave it to his elder brother and sister-in-law to handle.
Therefore, it would be better to go to their parents, who will be there to discipline them.
Feng Ye shook his head and turned to walk back.
He remembered seeing Feng Ximing's father, Feng Shuxiang, in the courtyard of a house when he came here.
When they arrived at the house, the people were indeed in the yard, sitting at a table playing cards.
He went over and patted him on the shoulder: "Hey Xiang, you still have time to play cards here? Your Feng Ximing got into trouble."
Feng Shuxiang, who was pondering what to do, turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression: "What did you do wrong?"
Before Feng Ye could speak, the people playing cards with him started urging him on.
"Hurry up and play your card. Kids always get into trouble. It's the first day of the Lunar New Year, are you going to scold or beat them?"
"Yeah, forget about it, we'll just beat them up tomorrow."
"Play your cards, play your cards..."
"Don't worry, it's just a matter of a few words."
After saying that, he turned his head and asked, "Ah Ye, what did my little rascal get into?"
"A bunch of kids used firecrackers to blow up a latrine, getting themselves covered in poop, and your son Feng Ximing was one of them. And it seems the latrine they blew up was Aunt Zhu's."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Shuxiang's expression immediately changed.
Blowing up a latrine was wrong in itself, but blowing up Aunt Zhu's latrine made it even worse.
Aunt Zhu is a formidable person; no one wants to offend her easily.
Now that her son has blown up her family's latrine, if he doesn't come to apologize, he can expect to be endlessly berated by her.
"This little rascal is getting more and more outrageous. It seems I have no choice but to give him a beating."
Feng Shuxiang stood up angrily and hurriedly left the card table.
Seeing this, the others didn't say much, knowing they would be angry too.
After all, everyone knows Aunt Zhu's temper; offending her would be a real problem.
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