Song Yugui has a fiancée. If she finds the girl and tells her about Song Yugui's character, the marriage is doomed.
Then she'll find some gossips to embellish the story and spread rumors that he's infertile and has a serious tendency towards violence. Then, without her having to lift a finger, the Song family will move away on their own.
However, it's all for naught. It's just a quarrel. If she really pushes the Song family too far and brings Wang Yong over again, she'll have a headache too. She'll just give him a little punishment tonight.
The main problem now is that Ming Lao Er intercepted her ship, which is unforgivable.
"Dad, Second Uncle has robbed us of our livelihood. What do we do now?"
Ming Dahai still values brotherhood and would never disown his younger brother, so Mingjing still needs to ask for his opinion before doing anything.
"Second Uncle is really something. He has plenty of money himself, so why does he have to sacrifice our livelihood for those 150,000?" Mingyue couldn't understand.
"That's despicable! I'm going to kill him!" Ming Lei turned and went back into the house, then came out angrily with a knife in his hand.
Ming Dahai grabbed him, "Where are you going?"
They snatched the knife from his hand and placed it on the table.
“I’m going to chop him up. How dare he bully my third aunt! I’m going to mince him into meat paste.”
“It has to be my nephew,” Mingjing said, pinching Minglei’s cheek.
"Stop fooling around, go back and practice your calligraphy!" Ming Dahai scolded, and Ming Lei took small, quick steps and walked back angrily.
Ming Dahai lowered his eyes and thought for a long time. "I'll go ask your second uncle why he insists on going against me?"
“I know, it’s because of the women’s director’s matter,” Mingjing said, resting her chin on her hand and propping her arm on the table.
"What are your thoughts on the matter of the women's director?"
Sun Yunmei naturally hoped that Mingjing would take the position, so that her family would have a powerful backer.
"I'm not going. I'll work myself to the bone and get nothing in return. A hundred yuan a month is a complete waste of my time. Let whoever wants to go go."
"I estimate that it won't be long before Song Yugui comes to apologize to me. We'll talk about it then."
Mingjing knew perfectly well that Old Master Ming had a large boat, so why would he be interested in that small wooden boat? Once he was neglected, Song Yugui would naturally come looking for him.
"Mingjing, you can do whatever you want with your second uncle, I won't interfere anymore, but don't go too far. We live in the same village, don't make things too ugly."
Ming Dahai thought he might as well just become a hands-off manager; that kid needed to be taught a lesson.
"Don't worry, Dad. Help me think of another way to get the boat. If you can't do that, one boat will do."
She could swim to the deep sea and set up traps by herself, but there were too many things for her to carry. If the villagers knew that she swam to the deep sea and came back by herself, they would definitely think she was a monster.
"Let me think about it some more,"
Sun Yunmei brought over several bowls of shredded pork noodles, saying, "Let's eat first, then we'll talk."
After finishing their meal, the family had nothing to do, so Ming Dahai started building walls and pigsties again.
The pigsty wasn't made of bricks; it was made of stones Ming Dahai collected on the beach mixed with cement, and a lot of glutinous rice was added to make it sturdy.
"Sis, let's go night fishing tonight. I don't know what's wrong with those people, some of them are still watching you." Mingyue said helplessly.
They hadn't gone beachcombing in a long time, and Mingyue was itching to go.
"Okay, the same place as last time."
"Let's go buy a fishing rod now. Dad's is too cheap; it'll definitely break if he catches a big fish," Mingyue said excitedly.
Anyone who enjoys fishing knows that the feeling of hooking a fish is incredibly satisfying.
"Let's go check out the convenience store."
Although the fishing tackle shop has fishing rods, it's still hard to explain. The villagers are keeping a close eye on her now, and if they find out that her fishing rods are ahead of their time, it could cause a major disruption in time and space.
Buy a few fishing rods to use interchangeably, then you won't have to worry about them asking about the price or where you bought them.
When the three siblings arrived at Old Wang's convenience store, Old Wang's eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't recall when these three siblings had ever been together.
"Are you three trying to rob me?"
"Uncle Wang, we'd like some fishing rods, the good ones," Mingyue said, glancing at Mingjing. "Right, sister?"
"Yes, Uncle Wang, how much is your best fishing rod?"
Old Wang picked up a black fishing rod. "This carbon fiber fishing rod is a new trend. It's lightweight and has strong tensile strength. It's only 199 yuan."
"So expensive?" Mingliang hesitated. He usually used bamboo poles at zero cost, and he had never used one this expensive before.
"What about the others?"
Carbon fiber was a turning point in the advancement of fishing rods. Although it has strong tensile strength, it is too brittle and easily breaks. Large rods simply cannot withstand it, and it is also easy to get an electric shock in thunderstorms.
In contrast, Mingjing prefers fiberglass fishing rods, which are safer, but the only downside is that they are too heavy to hold.
"Fiberglass is fine too, it's suitable for boys, and it's cheap, seventy-five each. How many do you want?"
Mingjing casually replied, "Six: fishing line, hooks, fish basket, landing net, floats, glow-in-the-dark floats, and a fishing box."
If I buy a few more, she can sneak in her fishing rods and use them, which will be great.
"Ten fishing lines and ten hooks of various sizes, one fish basket, one landing net, one fishing box, and fish bait? They're very useful."
Old Wang was holding the items, pressing the calculator in his hand, his mouth almost twisted in a grin. It's really not easy to earn money from Mingjing.
"Six hundred yuan, I guess," Old Wang said, showing Mingjing the calculator.
"Sister, it's too expensive. Can we even make back the money by fishing?" Mingyue worried. What if we can't break even?
“It’s alright, there’s money your sister can’t earn.” Mingjing pushed away the fish food. “We don’t need this. We can just feed them some fish and shrimp ourselves. Money doesn’t grow on trees.”
Mingjing took the fishing rod and fish basket, leaving the rest to the two siblings.
"I didn't bring any money with me today, so please put it in the book."
Old Wang scoffed, "You've already bought an apartment, what are you going to buy if you didn't bring any money? Remember to bring the money tomorrow, or I'll come to your house and ask for it."
If it weren't for the fact that they lived in the same village and Mingjing would occasionally return two more, he would have gone to their door long ago.
"knew."
Mingjing took the things home, went inside and swapped his fishing rod in, and sure enough, it was a perfect fit.
Upon arriving at the sea fishing spot, Mingjing threw the fish basket into the sea, and the others, with flashlights on, moved a small stool and sat there to prepare bait, throwing in a few shrimp to create a feeding area.
The shore was pitch black, and the sea breeze was slightly stronger than during the day. Mingjing took out a fishing rod from the fishing tackle shop, hooked a large fishhook, and put a banana fish on it.
The bait was lightly tossed into the sea, and several people sat leisurely on the beach waiting for the fish to bite.
"Mingjing, aren't you going to buy that ship anymore?" Mingliang asked, taking out a cigarette and lighting it.
“We’ll buy it. If Song Yugui doesn’t come to us in a few days, we’ll make one ourselves. We definitely need a boat.”
Mingjing coughed lightly a few times. "When did you learn to smoke?"
"I already knew how to do that. It's just boring. I'm not addicted," Mingliang said, puffing out a cloud of smoke.
"Sis, what do you think we should do to Song Yugui later? He's so infuriating."
The moon and mirror changed their personalities after spending so much time together.
"No rush, let's talk about it at midnight. Some weapons can only be produced at midnight," Mingjing said with a wicked grin.
"What about the boat? It seems that no one in the village has an extra boat except for Song Yugui, and building a boat will take a long time."
"Anyway, raising the price is definitely out of the question. I'll keep an eye on my second uncle and see what he's up to."
Mingjing had some ideas in mind that she couldn't explain to Mingyue too clearly. One reason was that she was afraid Mingyue would learn bad habits from them, and the other was that she was afraid of leaking secrets. If one person knew, the whole village would know soon.
"Hmm, a fish?" Mingyue felt the fishing rod sink, lifted it up and saw it was empty; the bait was gone.
"It's too late to bring this up," Mingjing shook her head.
Sudden.
The fishing rod in her hand suddenly plummeted.
"The fish are here."
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