Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 11 The incident came to light
There will be no New Year’s Eve in the twelfth lunar month of 2024, but only New Year’s twenty-ninth day.

Ning Bishu miscalculated for one day, but it also meant that he could suffer one less day of torment from the "pre-swing of rebirth and fate-changing skills."

On the morning of the 29th day of the lunar year, Ning Bishu couldn't sleep and woke up early.

He went to the vegetable market specifically and bought some braised food and seasonal fruits. He also bought a pound of prawns and a mandarin fish, a few boxes of beef meatballs, and a few boxes of mutton hot pot. He carried two large bags and went home only when he could hardly lift them anymore.

Bi Guifen was surprised, happy, and very distressed.

"Why did you buy so much? How can you finish it? How can you finish it?" she said in a reproachful tone.

Even the way he spends money is really heartbreaking.

Ning Bishu certainly didn't say anything big, but simply replied seriously, "If you can't finish it today, save it for tomorrow. If you can't finish it tomorrow, you can still eat it the day after tomorrow. It's cold anyway, so it won't go bad in two or three days. It's Chinese New Year, so we have to feel like it's Chinese New Year."

"Then there's no need to buy so much..." Bi Guifen frowned slightly, looking reluctant.

Ning Bishu smiled and said, "Hurry up and cook. Have something good for lunch. Even if my dad doesn't need it, you still have to eat something good. Otherwise, how can your body handle it?"

"Alas..." Bi Guifen sighed and said miserably, "If I wasn't afraid that your father would have no one to take care of him, I would have left earlier. I wouldn't have stayed in this world and become a burden to you."

"Don't say that. It'll be fine."

Ning Bishu said a few words of comfort and turned to go into his room.

Instead of wasting time with my mom outside, I might as well go conquer the canyon...

Without Ning Bishu as an outlet for her emotions, Bi Guifen soon returned to normal.

She happily packed up the live fish and shrimps that Ning Bishu had bought.

Our family hasn’t had such fresh seafood for at least half a year.

The last time I bought it was probably on Ning Bishu’s birthday.

Ok……

It seems that being a real bastard is only slightly better than being a beggar.

Who the hell would believe that such a family has second-generation direct relatives living in a big villa?

Defeat!

Two hours later, Ning Bishu lived up to his name by throwing his phone on the table.

"What a stupid fucking mechanism."

"My teammates are all pigs!"

"Planning and operating this is my alpaca!"

Ning Bishu, who had suffered five consecutive defeats and a very low credit score, cursed loudly, then rubbed his head and walked out of the room. Bi Guifen had just cleaned up the kitchen and was about to call him to eat.

She had a smile on her face and the sky outside was clear.

Ning Bishu just bought this table of dishes, and it seemed as if he had cured the depressed emotions of the whole family.

"Eat quickly! We have to finish this fish at noon!"

Bi Guifen treated the food on the table with great respect and cherishment, as if she was assigning a task.

Ning Bishu nodded and sat down.

Bi Guifen walked into the inner room again and pushed out Lao Ning, who was sitting in a wheelchair.

"Your dad behaved well today and didn't curse at anyone."

Lao Ning rolled his eyes at her, his hemiplegic body making him speak incoherently, but fortunately he was conscious. He raised his only movable left hand, pointed at Bi Guifen and yelled, "I'm mad at you! You scold me every day, more than I scold you!" He drooled as he spoke.

Bi Guifen picked up a towel and wiped his mouth, saying with a smile, "Say that again! If you say that again, I won't give you any more food!"

Old Ning was a man who knew what was happening. He snorted, then stared at the table full of dishes and said happily, "The dishes today are pretty good."

Bi Guifen said, "Your son bought all of them. There aren't many children as filial as your son these days. My former coworkers' children all asked their parents for money, but your son even gave you money."

Lao Ning said: "It is only natural that a son should take care of his parents in their old age."

"That's bullshit! Other parents buy their children houses and cars, but what about you? If you hadn't held my son back, he would have been married and had children long ago. Our son is so hardworking, always getting first place in exams, but he's still not married. Isn't it your fault?"

"What's the point of getting first place in the school exam? You can't even get an official position. I've been taking the exam for eight years and still haven't passed..."

Old Ning rolled his eyes, very dissatisfied with Ning Bishu's eight consecutive failures in the civil service exams.

Bi Guifen was so angry that she slapped him and said, "Nonsense!"

Ning Bishu didn't want to listen to Old Ning complaining anymore, so he interrupted, "Let's eat first."

Bi Guifen glared at Lao Ning, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish, and stuffed it into Lao Ning's mouth. Lao Ning finally shut up.

Ning Bishu remained calm and didn't care about what his father said at all.

Because Lao Ning's life was not easy. First, his grandfather died early and the family had no money. Lao Ning dropped out of school in the first grade of junior high school and went straight into society to earn money to support Ning Bishu's second aunt and third uncle.

After finally getting married and having Ning Bishu, they were hit by a wave of unemployment. Both husband and wife lost their jobs, and with no skills, they could only make a living by repairing bicycles. At that time, my second aunt and third uncle had not yet made their fortunes, and they could not help much with the brothers.

Then, when my second aunt and third uncle became successful, Lao Ning was already in his forties. He had no education, no skills, and a bad temper. My second aunt and third uncle wanted to arrange for him to be a security guard, but Lao Ning thought it was embarrassing and that he could earn more by setting up a stall on the roadside repairing cars.

Then he was killed by shared bicycles and wanted to make a living by working as a security guard, but he ended up being paralyzed again.

Old Ning didn't get a single bite of the dividends of the times.

The shit that fate gave me was enough to fill my stomach.

And it never ends, I keep eating.

If you follow the normal path, you should be able to eat it forever.

So after Lao Ning became paralyzed, he either slept or complained about his fate every day.

Curse the society, curse the government, curse the country, curse relatives and friends, curse the cat that is moaning downstairs, curse Bi Guifen, and curse Ning Bishu.

But Ning Bishu felt that his scolding was justified.

After all, Lao Ning has lived so hard and fulfilled all his obligations.

If you are having a bad life, instead of blaming others, do you blame yourself?

"I'm done." Ning Bishu quickly finished his lunch and put down his chopsticks.

The food on the table seemed to be untouched.

This is a habit developed from long-term poverty.

You don't need too many dishes for a meal, as long as there is some taste in your mouth.

Bi Guifen hurriedly shouted, "Eat more! There's still more than half of the fish left!"

"You eat it." Ning Bishu was in no mood.

Bi Guifen suddenly became nervous, "Ashu! Don't be so depressed! It doesn't matter if you lose your job! We can just find another one!"

"Ah?" Ning Bishu was stunned. "Who told you I lost my job?"

Bi Guifen hesitated and said, "The neighbor next door... the neighbor next door told me that morning that you were in the park by the river all Sunday afternoon..."

Ning Bishu's expression changed slightly, but he immediately smiled and said, "She must have seen it wrong. It's not me. I'm at work just fine."

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone, opened a text message and showed it to Bi Guifen.

"Look, the company paid me this month's salary this morning. It's 3910 yuan. Look carefully, it's today's date."

Bi Guifen stared, looking carefully for a long time. After finally seeing it clearly, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You scared me to death. I saw you bought so many things this morning and didn't say a word the whole day. I thought you were going crazy."

"Am I sick?" Ning Bishu immediately laughed. "Even if I can't live anymore, I won't die after having a slightly better meal, right? Mom, be more open-minded and take a long-term view. You have to believe me, I will definitely get better!"

"Yes, yes! I believe it, I believe it. I'm glad you don't think too much..." Bi Guifen nodded repeatedly.

Everyone was getting excited when there were two sudden bangs on the door.

There was a knock on the door.

Bi Guifen quickly adjusted her facial expression.

Ning Bishu turned around and opened the door.

Unexpectedly, it was Uncle San who came.

He had a deadpan face and looked at Ning Bishu unhappily.

The next time he opened his mouth, he almost scared Bi Guifen to death.

"Ashu! You asked your grandma for 400,000 yuan? What's wrong with you? You even cheated your grandma out of the coffin money?!"

Upon hearing this, Bi Guifen's face turned pale instantly.

He grabbed Ning Bishu's hand and shook it anxiously.

"Ashu, what's four hundred thousand? What four hundred thousand?"

(End of this chapter)