"Spider snails and blue crabs can sell quite a lot."
"They're also quite large; several hundred would be no problem."
When Da Liu saw that the wind was about to change, he immediately started to argue, "I never said I was going to rob them, I just wanted to take a look, and they just started attacking. It's obvious they don't take our village seriously."
Liu Zhengming looked at his son, his eyes widening slightly. He knew better than anyone what kind of people his son and these people were. They must have felt that it wasn't enough and wanted to take more, which was why the argument started.
Logically speaking, his son was in the wrong.
but...
What does reasoning have to do with me? This is Liu Village, he's the village chief, and he's the one who calls the shots.
Liu Zhengming straightened his clothes, stood up straight, and walked up to Ye Cheng with small, official steps.
"Um, Ye Cheng, it's wrong to resort to violence, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Cheng interrupted him, "Uncle Liu, let's call the police. I have a recording on my phone."
Looking at the Nokia phone in Ye Cheng's hand, Liu Zhengming swallowed back the rest of his words.
He hesitated for a moment, then looked back at his son. Da Liu and the others' expressions changed drastically, their eyes filled with panic.
Things are different now than they were a few years ago. Before, the law and the authorities were in cahoots, but now, after several rounds of crackdowns and rectification, anyone who commits a crime will definitely go to jail.
Seeing his sons' reactions, Liu Zhengming knew they must have told him. He never expected Ye Cheng to know about recording.
His expression twisted for a moment, then he finally managed to put on a slightly more amiable face.
"Hey Ye Cheng, why call the police? We're all neighbors, any conflicts can be resolved privately."
"Yes, Uncle, that's what I said too. A close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. We're all brothers here. Come on, uncles, have a smoke."
As Ye Cheng spoke, he took out a cigarette and offered it to Liu Zhengming. Liu Zhengming was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously took it, and Ye Cheng lit it for him.
Seeing that the village chief had already lit one, the villagers accepted the cigarettes without hesitation and let Ye Cheng light them for them.
As for Da Liu and the others, Ye Cheng also sent them a round of cigarettes, but they forgot about it; everyone was still holding back their anger.
With a dozen or so cigarettes lit, the atmosphere suddenly became eerie.
They were just talking about calling the police if they fought, but now they're standing together smoking. Is this a fight or a reconciliation?
Ye Cheng didn't wait for them to react; after taking two puffs, he immediately told Xiao Hu to load it into the car.
"Uncles and elders, it's getting late. My brother is waiting for me to have dinner, so we'll head back now and come again next time."
After saying that, he straddled the motorcycle, twisted the throttle, and drove off with Xiao Hu on his back.
"Dad," Da Liu called out somewhat discontentedly, feeling utterly useless since his father had arrived.
Liu Zhengming rolled his eyes at him, looking at him with the disdain of a father looking at his son. "You should cause less trouble. At least other people know how to go beachcombing. If you can't, go beachcombing and make some money. All you do is eat and drink my food every day, and I have to clean up your mess. Humph."
"If I hadn't come today, you and the rest of you might be in jail."
"Liu Yong, tell me, were you the first one to go up?" Liu Zhengming said, pointing at A Yong.
Of these young people, Liu Yong is the most impulsive.
Liu Yong lowered his head, looking aggrieved. "Uncle, I didn't do anything wrong."
"Don't even try. I'll go back and tell your dad to keep a close eye on you."
...
Once he had ridden out of Liu Village, Ye Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had almost died there. Damn it, so many troubles just to go to the beach.
"Brother, they're just trying to rob us outright."
Because of the water tank, Xiao Hu lay down in front of the motorcycle.
"Just say it, don't look up, I can't see anything." Ye Cheng patted Xiao Hu's head.
"There's nothing we can do. It's their territory. At worst, we won't come here next time. We'll find another place. Damn it, with a car, why would we be afraid of going far?"
Ye Cheng was terrified, but even more furious. He had already given several hundred yuan; what more did the other party want? Half of it?
dream!
I'm soaking wet, and they're all so relaxed. Why should they be?
Their relationship with Liu was merely that of fair-weather friends; they weren't particularly close.
He figured it out: he wouldn't go to Liu Village; the coastline was long enough, he'd just look for it on his motorcycle.
The two returned to the village around dinnertime.
They first put the items at Ye Cheng's house, divided them into two water tanks, and then used an oxygen pump to supply oxygen.
I'm too lazy to cook dinner tonight, so I'll eat at Xiaohu's house. But I need to take a shower before I eat.
He was covered in dirt, the seawater wasn't clean, and his hair was all tangled.
"Brother, let's shower together," Xiao Hu suddenly said.
Ye Cheng instinctively covered his buttocks, took two steps back, and looked at Xiao Hu with a puzzled expression.
"Damn it, you old gay guy, you actually like this kind of thing? Don't touch me, I like girls."
Seeing Ye Cheng like this, Xiao Hu was both amused and exasperated. "Brother, I just wanted to use your water heater. What are you thinking? Your ass is disgusting to look at."
"You...you've seen it?" Ye Cheng's voice changed.
"Oh, it's not like we haven't swum naked together before. What's the big deal? I've seen every girl in the village like that."
"You old pervert, get the hell away from me. If you want to wash, wait until I'm done, damn it."
Finally, Ye Cheng finished washing up first, and then Xiao Hu ran home to get his underwear and clothes, insisting on waiting for Ye Cheng to finish washing up before enjoying the water heater.
It's a good thing it's a man taking a shower, otherwise one water heater wouldn't be enough for both of them.
"Brother, taking a hot shower is so comfortable." Xiao Hu looked relaxed after his shower.
"It's like you don't have hot water for showers at home," Ye Cheng rolled his eyes.
"That's different, yours is a water heater."
"It's all water, it's all hot, the only difference is that this water heater uses my electricity, not yours."
"Brother, what are you saying? Come on, come on, it's time to eat. My mom's been urging us to eat."
We had dinner at Xiaohu's house tonight, a simple family meal. However, because Ye Cheng was coming over for dinner, Xiaohu's mom specially made chicken soup and added some dried scallops.
"Come on, Cheng, have some chicken soup and some meat to nourish yourself." Little Tiger's mother was very enthusiastic, and almost gave Ye Cheng half a chicken.
However, Ye Cheng really didn't want to eat it; he was tired of it in later generations.
In this day and age, chicken soup is a staple dish for the Lunar New Year. A whole chicken is stewed in soup with mushrooms and seafood such as shiitake mushrooms and dried scallops. The soup is golden in color with a layer of oil floating on top. In this era when oil is relatively scarce, it is definitely a nourishing delicacy and delicious.
However, fewer and fewer people ate chicken soup later on, because they got tired of it and the chicken was different now, very dry. So Ye Cheng would usually just get a bowl casually, just to make a gesture.
Looking at the bowl full of chicken, Ye Cheng's lips twitched, and he stuffed it into Xiao Hu's bowl without hesitation.
"Cheng, eat it yourself, why are you giving it to him?" Little Tiger's mother hurriedly stood up and tried to scoop more food out of Little Tiger's bowl.
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