Going back to the old days of hunting at sea

Chapter 353 This fish is so beautiful, it must be very valuable!

"Brother Chen Hui, the tide is about to rise, come back immediately after you catch it!" An Wenjing shouted loudly.

Chen Hui only responded to her with the sound of entering the water.

An Wenjing sighed.

I kind of understood what Chen Huihong said. Every time she saw Wu Shuisheng going out to sea, she felt very uneasy.

If you don't go out to sea, you can't make much money by farming in the mountains.

Not to mention finding wives for the two sons and a nephew, even having enough food and clothing became a problem.

"hey-hey!"

"What are you daydreaming about? I'm talking to you!"

Chen Xiaoqiao waved his hand in front of An Wenjing.

An Wenjing turned around and asked, "Uncle Xiaoqiao, what did you say?"

"I'm wondering if Chen Hui has a lover in the sea without telling you."

"Mermaid or something?"

After Chen Xiaoqiao finished speaking, he also felt that this statement was too ridiculous.

He looked at the net bag at his feet and sighed.

"Uncle Xiaoqiao, don't give up!"

"What if the goddess of luck favors you and you barely fail to fill three buckets?"

An Wenjing laughed and called Wu Shuisheng to come over for help.

After the first net bag was emptied, together with what was already in the bucket, there was a full bucket.

The second net bag had less stuff in it, and as there was not much in Wu Shuisheng's bucket, it was only eight-tenths full.

"Eh!? Hey, this doesn't count!"

"It's definitely not full like this. Add some more over there. It has to be full!"

Chen Xiaoqiao pointed at the last net bag and said excitedly.

"That net bag looks like it has even less than these two things. You can't be that lucky?" Huang Miao said.

“I’m really lucky today!”

"The last time I caught fish was last year!" said Chen Xiaoqiao.

"Maybe all the good luck is on this fish, and the luck in the bet is gone."

Wu Shuisheng joked and poured some of the fish in the third net bag into the second bucket.

The rest was poured into the third bucket, so it was only half full.

When Chen Xiaoqiao saw this, he was so happy that the flashlight fell from his hand.

He kicked the fallen flashlight high up with his foot, took two big steps forward and caught it with both hands, sighing:

"If this gets broken, my mother will scold me to death."

He pushed the flashlight upwards, shining it on the two and a half barrels of seafood, and said cheerfully:
"Put these two buckets of fish at home. Even if they are broken, it won't be a big deal."

"Ahui is coming up!" Huang Miao said, pointing to the front.

"Brother Chen Hui, we lost. We were so close to winning by only three barrels!" An Wenjing shouted loudly, waving a flashlight.

"What do you mean almost? Half a bucket?"

"Chen Hui, don't say I'm bullying you. If you beg for mercy now, I can still leave you some!"

Chen Xiaoqiao's voice was particularly loud, as if he was afraid that Chen Hui couldn't hear him.

Chen Hui was blinded several times by the flashlight wielded by An Wenjing. He shielded his eyes with his hands and shouted, "Wife, you're shining so brightly that I can't even see the road!"

“Ah?! Ohhhh.”

An Wenjing quickly shone the flashlight elsewhere.

When Chen Hui came over, he said anxiously: "Brother Chen Hui, we lost, we are half a bucket short!"

"Who said that? Your man went into the sea for the second time. Was it to go swimming?"

Chen Hui smiled proudly, raised the three net bags in his hands and shook them.

Give two of the small net bags to An Wenjing, open the other net bag, and pour all the fish inside into the bucket.

Not more, not less, just enough to fill the last bucket.

The upturned corners of Chen Xiaoqiao's mouth suddenly froze on his face.

Wu Shuisheng saw him like this and felt that his expression was very familiar. "Goushun, is there anything in your bucket?"

As Chen Hui asked, he took An Wenjing's flashlight and shone it inside.

There didn't seem to be much in it, just some miscellaneous stuff. He picked up the bucket and poured Huang Miao's seafood into Chen Xiaoqiao's bucket.

He carried the empty bucket and fetched half a bucket of sea water.

He took a small net bag from An Wenjing's hand and gently put the fish in it into the water.

"Wow, this little fish looks very unique!" said Huang Miao.

"Wow, this fish is so pretty!"

"Brother Chen Hui, what kind of fish is this? It must be valuable, right?" An Wenjing asked.

Chen Hui was a little surprised, "Huh? You actually know him?"

"I don't know! It's just that the worthless ones are packed in a bucket by the dozen."

"This one is specially put in a small net bag, so it must be valuable." An Wenjing said, pointing at the bucket.

A fish in the bucket suddenly jumped out of the bucket.

After running for a while among the rocks, he escaped with the help of a rising wave.

Several people were stunned.

By the time they reacted, the fish, which had regained its freedom, had already disappeared in the waves.

"Look, I told you to speak so loudly. Now that someone heard it, you must be feeling unbalanced and running away, right?"

Chen Xiaoqiao said with a gloating look.

"Uncle Xiaoqiao, do you still have the heart to laugh at me?"

"When you shout 'Wang Shuhui, I love you' tomorrow, remember to shout louder, okay?"

"Aunt Shuhui seems to be at home today. I will go find her later and tell her not to go back to her parents' home tomorrow."

"If you miss this kind of good thing, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

An Wenjing responded sharply.

Chen Xiaoqiao's expression changed again and again, and finally he simply refused to pay and said, "I don't want to make this bet anymore!
"Hey, hey, hey, uncle, you can't do that."

"I remember your uncle told you not to bet just now, but you said that whoever doesn't bet is the grandson!" Huang Miao enjoyed watching the fun.

Chen Xiaoqiao looked at Chen Hui and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

I was so scared that I quickly stopped him and said, "Don't really call me grandpa, because then according to seniority, your dad will have to call me dad, and if Uncle Daqiao finds out about this."

Chen Xiaoqiao thought about what Chen Hui said and shuddered in the cool breeze of the summer night.

My own eldest brother is a more terrifying existence than social death.

"Well, I won't let you embarrass yourself in vain!"

"This is specially for you. Take it home to please Aunt Shuhui."

Chen Hui handed the last unopened net bag to Chen Xiaoqiao.

"What is this, so rare?"

Chen Xiaoqiao took the net bag and opened it, and Chen Hui shone the flashlight over there in tacit understanding.

There were a few rare shrimps in the net bag.

It has a reddish-pink carapace and a light pink plastron, and looks very beautiful.

This color combination made An Wenjing's girlish heart burst, and she couldn't help but grab one and said, "This one is mine!"

"I'll catch them for you next time. There are only a few of them here. Don't fight with Uncle Xiaoqiao for them."

Chen Hui rubbed An Wenjing's head and said with a smile.

"Okay!" An Wenjing put the shrimps back into the net bag.

"You are so nice, kid!"

"Didn't I say I wanted to eat shrimps and crabs? Where are the crabs?" Chen Xiaoqiao asked.

"I really couldn't find any good crabs today. The ones I found were either small or didn't have much meat, so I didn't want any of them."

"I'll give you all the snails that Huang Miao found." Chen Hui said.

"what?!"

Huang Miao exclaimed in surprise.

The snails that I caught were just given away by Chen Hui?
(End of this chapter)