Wu An opened his mouth slightly, momentarily speechless.
He said he knew them because he truly did.
Gu Anran.
It's from a neighboring village.
She was a year younger than him in school, so she was considered his "junior." The reason he knew her was because Gu Anran was very beautiful; everyone in the school knew her.
He had also seen it at school, and the adjectives used to praise her beauty by her classmates were very appropriate.
Gu Anran also has excellent grades.
He also knew that Gu Anran did not go to university because of family reasons; she was admitted but did not attend. How did he know this?
Of course, it wasn't because he admired her that he secretly paid attention to her.
It was because his father had written down Gu Anran's story in his notebook.
Back then, when the two villages merged, my father was still a member of the village committee, and he was still doing those thankless and tedious chores.
For example, resolving neighborhood disputes.
One of the issues was that after Gu Anran's grandmother passed away, her uncle seized the homestead, leaving Gu Anran without a house to live in in the village.
Despite her father's best efforts, he still couldn't help Gu Anran.
Later, Gu Anran left the village and went to the city to make her way in the world, just like him, and was never heard from again.
In his notebook, the old man wrote down words like "frustrated, helpless, and incompetent" about not being able to help Gu Anran.
Why couldn't it help?
My father wrote it all out clearly. Actually, I can't really blame him. This is a "historical problem" of the Gu family. My father has already done everything he could.
When Wu An first saw it, he sighed, thinking how unfortunate his fate was, realizing that there were people in the world even more miserable than him.
He even felt a sense of empathy, thinking that they were both in the same boat. He was escaping, while Gu Anran was forced to leave. He imagined that Gu Anran's feelings about leaving her hometown by boat must be a million times worse than his.
These thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. He looked at Gu An and took a half step back, then quickly said in a joking tone, "Of course I know her. Who doesn't know the school beauty, Gu?"
After saying that, he gave an awkward laugh twice.
As a result, Gu Anran took a half step back. She was alone on the beach late at night, gathering seafood, when a strange young man came over and said these frivolous things.
Who wouldn't be afraid?
The fact that she didn't run away immediately already shows she was very brave.
Wu An realized what was happening and quickly explained, "I'm a year ahead of you. I even spoke as an outstanding student representative back then. I don't know if you remember me."
Gu Anran took another half step back: "It's you."
Wu An was dumbfounded.
What's going on?
Since you know him, why are you backing away?
He said with a hint of helplessness, "I'm here to go beachcombing too, you see."
When Gu Anran saw the bucket in his hand, the look in her bright eyes softened. She said "Oh" and walked to the side.
Wu An shrugged. It was obvious that the other person didn't want to talk to him and was very wary of him. There was no need for him to try to get closer, as it would only lead to misunderstandings.
I walked down a bit, and the seawater was just enough to wash up to my ankles.
In this situation, neither clamps nor sand shovels were very useful, so he took out a rake, squatted down, and raked the seawater a couple of times.
Then, with a touch, I found a clam in the mud.
"It's quite big."
Wu An rinsed the clam with seawater. The clam was quite large, about the size of his two thumbs. Under the light, it was slightly reddish, and the texture was quite beautiful.
Big and plump.
Let's dig it up!
He tossed it into the bucket with a "thud," deciding to put his luck points into the rake.
Luck value: 48 (5).
Object: Homemade beachcombing rake (3).
Description: A simple tool for beachcombing, used to find seafood hidden on the surface of the beach. Wherever the rake goes, the seafood has nowhere to hide.
There's not much to say.
Start raking.
With the help of luck, you can always get a harvest with every scoop, and in large quantities. You can grab a handful and throw them into the bucket with a loud clanging sound, which is quite nice.
That was the beautiful sound of harvest.
Although clams don't fetch a high price, they can still be sold if you have a large quantity. Many people in the village specialize in collecting clams to make money.
There's no other reason than that, besides oysters and whelks, clams are the most abundant food on this beach.
After raking away for almost an hour, Wu An finally straightened up, his bones cracking and popping all over his body – it was incredibly sore.
He shrugged, wiped the sweat from his brow with his clothes, and muttered, "It's quite tiring."
The main problem is that there are too many clams when you scoop them up with a rake, making it quite difficult to rake them.
opposite.
Gu Anran kept secretly watching.
At first, she was wary, but when she saw that Wu An was indeed raking clams, she was shocked. Wu An was incredibly lucky.
They could grab a handful at a time.
Although she was a bit far away and couldn't shine her headlamp directly on it, she could still clearly hear the sound of clams being thrown into the bucket.
She would throw in one or two clams at a time, making almost no noise.
Wu An is incredibly lucky.
She was incredibly envious.
Wu An was completely unaware that he was being spied on. After stretching, he continued to squat down and rake, replenishing his luck points as they ran out.
As the tide rises, you go up with it.
The snakeskin bags we brought also came in handy. When the buckets were full, we poured the water into the snakeskin bags. After who knows how long, we dug down the shovel and there were hardly any clams left.
There were three or four at most, and none at least. We didn't dig up any clams, but we did manage to rake out two razor clams.
Wu An then looked up and around, only to find that they had all retreated to the very edge of the beach.
The burlap sack was already full, and the bucket was also full of clams.
It was a bumper harvest.
The resources here are quite good.
Because the two villages are located next to each other, conflicts and disputes often occur, so the villagers from both villages don't come here often.
Nobody wants to make money only to end up with a belly full of anger.
Looking at the burlap sack and the large bucket of clams, Wu An was stumped. How was he supposed to get them back?
He didn't bring his phone when he went out to collect seafood, but after estimating the time, it must be at least 10 p.m., and at this time everyone would be asleep, so it would be difficult to find someone to help him.
Just then.
Gu Anran's voice came from the side: "Um... Wu An, you dug up a lot of clams, didn't you?"
Wu An turned around and nodded: "Yes."
"You've dug quite a lot too, haven't you?"
"I didn't get as many as you; I only dug two buckets." Gu Anran paused, then asked, "You dug up so many clams, are you going to sell them?"
"Yes, just a little bit is enough for myself."
"Then can you sell it to me directly? I often buy it at the market. It's six yuan a pound. Can I buy it from you for six yuan?" Gu Anran's voice was very low, and you could tell that she was a little embarrassed when she said this.
Wu An asked, "How many do you want to buy?"
Gu Anran: "All of them."
Wu An was shocked: "Why...why did you buy so many clams?"
Gu Anran said, "I bought them, cooked them, and sold them in town. I've sold them several times before, and they sold quite well."
Wu An suddenly realized, nodded, and said, "Okay, then I'll sell it to you."
"I'll go home and ride my bike." Gu Anran's face lit up with joy. "Wait a moment, I'll be there soon."
Seeing her turn and run, Wu An quickly said, "Slow down, there's no rush."
Gu Anran waved without turning her head.
Wu An watched as her ponytail swayed back and forth as she ran, and couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.
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