Uncle Wang looked at Ye Cheng and sighed.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you again? Why is Xiaohu being disobedient so early in the morning?"
"Second brother, it's not Xiaohu, I feel sorry for you. You know everyone in the village is talking about you now, even though you did something good." Uncle Wang's dark face was full of resentment.
Ye Cheng knew what he was talking about.
"Uncle, time will tell. We can't control what the villagers think. We just need to live our own lives."
Uncle Wang was a man of few words; he could only sigh and had nothing else to say.
After Xiao Hu came out, Ye Cheng took him and left.
Both of them had been drinking all night and were yawning constantly while riding their bikes.
"Brother, how long are we going to do this today? I feel so tired." Xiao Hu said with his eyes half open.
"You're not even motivated to make money? Get your act together!"
Ye Cheng was still very energetic; he had many things he wanted to do, and a luck value of 50 wasn't entirely without potential.
Along the way, several villagers saw the two of them, but they all gave them strange looks and then turned away, as if they had seen a plague god.
Even Xiao Hu, who was half asleep, noticed something. "Brother, what's wrong with them?"
"Who knows?" Ye Cheng didn't know what was wrong with these people, but their eyes didn't look like they were looking at anything good.
Sure enough, when Ye Cheng arrived at the village entrance, he saw that a lot of people had already gathered there chatting.
The chatting was fine, but everyone was carrying a bucket for beachcombing, and some even had snakeskin bags, shovels, and nets.
Upon seeing Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu approach, everyone stopped and stared intently at the two of them.
That gaze was like that of the wolf that eyed Mr. Dongguo's ribs.
Seeing that they were waiting for him, Ye Cheng simply went to meet them and stopped his bicycle in front of them.
"Aunties and uncles, are you waiting for me?"
He saw that Widow Zhang was also squatting behind, timid and hesitant, not daring to show her face directly. It was Duan Yong's mother who spoke first, saying in a slightly provocative tone,
"Yeah, your second son made a fortune from beachcombing. He bought a motorcycle and a water heater. We all want to get rich with you."
Once someone took the lead, others followed suit and started making a fuss.
"Hmm, do you have any secrets to teach us? This beachcombing is all about the sea, so you won't lose out."
"That's right, it's all God's doing. Second brother, don't worry, teach us, and we definitely won't fight you for it."
"Could you give us some of that incense? Let's all share."
A group of people were making a lot of noise, and Chen Jinhai strolled over slowly from behind.
The smiling fox couldn't suppress his grin. "Second brother, everyone knows you must have some secret. Help us out, the country has said that those who get rich first should help those who are still poor."
Ye Cheng, sitting on the bicycle, was amused by Chen Jinhai's words, "Hey, Uncle, when did you become so concerned about national affairs?"
"You silly child, what are you saying? I'm the village chief, I often have to go to the township for meetings, how could I not know?"
Ye Cheng didn't argue with him about that. He turned to everyone, spread his hands, and said, "Everyone, I really don't have any secrets. I'm just lucky. You all asked me to teach you, but I really can't."
As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of several villagers changed immediately.
"I can't take him. Are you taking Xiaohu instead?"
"That's right, Little Tiger has caught quite a lot of seafood with you."
"Little Tiger's mother has been beaming with joy lately, telling everyone she meets how righteous you are. Do you think we don't know?"
When Xiao Hu heard that he was being dragged into this, he immediately panicked and raised his voice, shouting, "My brother is just lucky, there's no secret to it, you're all overthinking it."
"Bullshit, Little Tiger, you really have no conscience. When you were little, your parents had to do chores, and I was the one who changed your diapers."
"That's right, your mom didn't have any breast milk back then, you grew up drinking my milk."
...
The group of old women talked one after another about things that happened when Xiaohu was a child, leaving him speechless.
Ye Cheng didn't know about this, so he simply lit a cigarette and watched Xiao Hu gossip from the side.
Xiao Hu was scratching his head in frustration. When he turned to look at Ye Cheng's gloating expression, he immediately complained, "Brother, why aren't you saying anything?"
Ye Cheng grinned, revealing his flawless white teeth, and looked completely innocent. "Because I was still young back then, I didn't know so many of your funny stories."
Xiao Hu was helpless. He turned around and retreated eight hundred meters. This fighting power was too strong.
Having chased away Little Tiger, who was now a toothless tiger, everyone turned to look at Ye Cheng, their eyes filled with a fighting spirit, as if to say, "Kid, it's your turn."
Ye Cheng patted himself off, stood up, spread his hands, and said loudly, "Well then, uncles and aunts, the beach is over there, and you all have the tools. There's really no secret, but you can follow me, okay?"
He figured it out: rather than having these older women expose all sorts of embarrassing things about his childhood, he might as well take the initiative.
You guys should just follow along; he's relying on the system anyway.
After saying that, the group of people were not very satisfied, but there was nothing they could do.
"Fine, if you don't want to talk, we'll follow you and see what tricks you have up your sleeve."
A group of people stood up, picked up buckets from the ground, and stood straight behind Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng sighed helplessly and waved to Xiao Hu, who was 800 meters away, "Hey, let's go, time to nurse."
A large group of people walked towards the beach. A crab in the distance looked up and saw that the group was even more imposing than its own great general.
It pried around a few times with its eight legs and then disappeared into the earth.
Ye Cheng looked at the mudflats today, based on his experience of beachcombing.
Um...
I can't see anything.
He only spent a few days in total, so how could he possibly see anything?
I've always gone wherever I feel like, as long as there aren't many people around.
But it's impossible to have fewer people today. I just counted, there are at least 15 people. As soon as we set off from the village entrance, several more people came from their homes with their belongings.
Even Li Yong has stopped driving; it seems he wants to live the kind of life where he earns over ten thousand a day.
"Brother, what should we do?" Xiao Hu felt a headache coming on when he saw the dense crowd behind him. They were supposed to be beachcombing, but if they stepped on them, they could flatten the sea.
Let's just head to the Dragon Palace of the East Sea.
"What can we do? Let's just go at our own pace. Let's go over there." Ye Cheng pointed to the right.
The reason I went there was simply because the mud there wasn't as sticky, and there was a layer of seawater. I really don't like walking around with a big clump of mud on my body.
The two walked ahead, chattering behind them, and arrived at their destination after ten minutes.
Ye Cheng was tired from walking, so he and Xiao Hu lit a cigarette and rested for a while, a habit they had developed over the past few days.
Unexpectedly, just as he lit his lighter, a cacophony of lighters popped up behind him.
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