Chapter 012 The Naughty Kid Who Deserves a Punishment
Lei Yanjun’s proposal is very feasible, but the problem is how to get fresh seafood.
It is a fishing ban now, so she can’t secretly cast a fishing net like Zhu Qiaoyun.
Her cheat code is like a new account that has just been created for playing a game, and it is not very useful now.
Lin Wanxia pondered and thought that if she wanted to eat fresh seafood, there were two ways, farming or fishing.
The farming of seafood probably started after the founding of the People’s Republic of China. In the 1960s, the farming of kelp and seaweed was popular.
As for the 1980s...
Lin Wanxia carefully recalled the records in the period texts, and it seemed that the mainstream was to farm shrimp or scallops?
As for fish, there are not many species suitable for farming in the island city.
Besides, Lin Wanxia only had 300 yuan in total, and she couldn't even afford to buy breeding equipment. This road was temporarily blocked.
Then she could only go fishing in the sea.
While she was daydreaming, Lin Wanxia took a detour to the next door Xiushui Village.
Chen Bin's family lived in Xiushui Village.
Lin Wanxia came to Xiushui Village to catch the big market to replenish the extremely scarce supplies at home and celebrate her first money.
The rural big market is a feature of the town. According to the agricultural calendar, there is a market every five days.
For example, Xiushui Village has a market on the 49th day of each month. The fourth, ninth, fourteenth, nineteenth, twenty-fourth, and twenty-ninth day of each month are all Xiushui markets.
Hongguang Village has a market on the 27th day of each month.
The vendors in the island city would transport their goods to the big market early in the morning and set up stalls for sale. They
had everything you need for food, clothing, housing, transportation, and daily necessities. And they were all good quality and cheap.
Lin Wanxia carefully counted out six yuan and thirty-two cents, rolled up the remaining twenty yuan and put them back in her pocket.
These six yuan and thirty-two cents were the money she was going to spend today.
In the period novel she had entered, six yuan could buy a lot of things.
Spare ribs were only sixty cents a pound, and Lin Wanxia bought two pounds of spare ribs.
Pork fat was ninety-nine cents a pound, and Lin Wanxia weighed it for two yuan.
Pork meat was two yuan and twenty cents a pound, and Lin Wanxia bought one pound.
The total cost was five yuan and forty cents. With
the remaining ninety-two cents, Lin Wanxia bought half a pound of Guangrong soy sauce for forty cents, and half a pound of vinegar for nine cents.
It was too hot, so she bought a cream popsicle for five cents.
She also bought a few miscellaneous vegetables that were not available in the vegetable garden, such as coriander for two cents.
In short, after spending six yuan and thirty-two cents, Lin Wanxia returned home with a full load.
In fact, what she should have bought the most was clothes.
Except for the skirt that Jiang Sinian bought her for her wedding, she didn't have a single piece of clothing that fit her.
It's just that Lin Wanxia doesn't like to make do, and she doesn't like the fat and tacky clothes at the market.
She can't afford to buy clothes from ready-made clothing stores for the time being.
So she still has to earn money.
Because she got up early, it was only eleven o'clock when Lin Wanxia got home from the market.
The sun in the sky seemed to want to burn people dry.
It was simply unreasonable to refine lard outdoors in such a temperature. Lin Wanxia hesitated for a while and decided to endure the hunger and sleep for a while.
There was a floor fan at home. Such a valuable thing, Lin Wanxia certainly would not return it to Lin Gensheng.
In fact, not only the floor fan, but also the things that Lin Wanxia liked were not returned.
For example, bedding, she only threw away the old ones, or the quilt cover and sheets, and kept the lining.
Cotton is a rare commodity at the seaside, and it is expensive! She has no money to buy new ones for the time being.
Anyway, Zhu Qiaoyun and her daughter will not be able to come out for a while, so it is not too late to return it later.
It was their bad luck that they were severely beaten. Normally, they would be sent back after being scolded a few times.
Lin Wanxia lay back on the iron single bed that Lin Yaoyao had slept on before, turned on the fan, and fell into a sound sleep.
She was not awakened until she heard the sound of ping-pong, a man's scolding, and a child's crying in the room.
It was almost dusk.
Lin Wanxia opened the door and saw the mess in the main hall.
Jiang Sinian stood in a pile of messy clothes, looking down at a little boy about three years old with a bad look on his face.
The little boy was fair and clean, with tears in his eyes.
The two of them heard the noise and turned their heads to look at Lin Wanxia.
Lin Wanxia: “…”
She raised her hand and took the initiative to greet: “Hi! You’re back? Is this your son? He looks like you…”
Her eyes fell on the little boy’s face, and she changed the topic abruptly: “He looks like his mother, right?”
In fact, both father and son are very handsome, but there is a difference between handsome and handsome.
Jiang Sinian has strong facial features and a tough look.
The little boy, probably because of his young age, looks more like the popular cream boy in the new century.
The point is that Jiang Sinian has star-shaped eyebrows and sharp eyes, while the little boy has a pair of peach blossom eyes.
The lip shape is not similar, and Lin Wanxia really can’t lie and say that the child looks like Jiang Sinian.
Jiang Sinian nodded and said "hmm" softly.
The little boy reacted strongly, "I just look like my dad! Wicked witch, are you blind?"
Lin Wanxia: “…”
Naughty child!
Jiang Sinian grabbed the boy's collar with one hand and kicked him on the butt.
Lin Wanxia's anger immediately dissipated, and she even felt a little sympathy for the boy.
Jiang Sinian's kick was very hard, and it hurt her just looking at it.
Sure enough, the little boy burst into tears.
Jiang Sinian was obviously not a man who could coax a child. He grabbed the boy's collar and threw him into the master bedroom, "If you want to cry, just cry as much as you want."
He then locked the door.
Lin Wanxia: "..."
She hesitated whether to go forward and plead for the naughty child.
The naughty kid scolded her for no reason, so of course she was angry.
But Jiang Sinian had already beaten the naughty kid, so it was inappropriate for her to make a fuss about it.
Besides, they were all her tenants, so as a landlord, she had to be more generous.
Before Lin Wanxia could speak, Jiang Sinian apologized first: "I'm sorry! I didn't educate him well. He was a little resistant to leaving his original residence, and he heard some gossip between adults, so he had some misunderstandings about you. I hope you don't make a fuss about him. In the future, if he says something rude again, just beat him up!"
Jiang Sinian said so much, so Lin Wanxia naturally didn't want to make a fuss about it anymore. She smiled at him with eight teeth showing: "Children! Children's words are innocent, I won't take it to heart."
Before she finished speaking, her stomach began to growl.
Lin Wanxia covered her stomach. She hadn't eaten for a day and was hungry.
"I'm going to make dinner. Do you want to cook for both of you, or do you want to cook by yourselves?" Lin Wanxia asked symbolically. She treated Jiang Sinian as a roommate and didn't plan to eat from the same pot. She
bent down and went to the cupboard to get the ingredients she had just bought today, planning to treat herself to a big meal in the evening.
Jiang Sinian glanced at the mess on the ground. The ground was covered with clothes of the father and son, and some snacks for the children. There was no food suitable for dinner, so he shouted to Lin Wanxia's back: "Sorry for the trouble!"
Lin Wanxia: "???"
turned to look at Jiang Sinian.