Chapter 142: Face

On the other side.

Lin Hu returned home early from Zhen Dong Shuizha; Wu An's guess was correct— that 'Xiashan Meng Hu' was indeed him.

He wasn't stupid either.

Saying those things in the group would easily offend people, so he specially registered a new account.

After using it, he planned to throw it away.

As a result, after returning home, he was happily lying in bed playing when he saw the group post about Wu An and them's battle results, and he felt terrible.

This damn guy, his luck is too good, huh?

Good thing I made it so he can't go out to sea; otherwise he would easily get rich.

Fortunately, fortunately.

Lin Hu muttered, unable to help laughing.

It made him overjoyed.

He didn't know that Wu An couldn't go out to sea wasn't his doing, but because Guang Liangjun changed his mind and didn't buy the fishing boat.

Few people knew about this; instead, the purchasing stallholders knew, because they went to town to busy themselves, and plus this circle, so they heard some rumors.

Because Wu An was previously taken away by the police, Mei Yueqin and them didn't say anything about it externally, so the villagers still don't know about this.

Lin Hu naturally didn't know either.

After washing up, the wife made herself fragrant, seeing Lin Hu happily smiling, she also happily asked: 'Did you catch fish again today and earn some good money?'

Lin Hu blinked: 'Eh... no.'

The wife also blinked: 'Then what are you laughing at?'

Lin Hu said: 'I'm happy.'

The wife pressed on with a broken sandpot (i. e., kept asking), Lin Hu naturally wouldn't say it, and moreover couldn't say it; his messing with Wu An, aside from being able to get revenge on Wu An to vent his hatred, actually had no benefit at all.

But if you say there's a deep grudge between him and Wu An.

There isn't.

It's just because earlier, Gu Anran had some conflicts over the tidal flat.

Lin Hu didn't want to say more, seeing the wife all fragrant, he smirked and moved closer, but ended up almost being kicked off the bed by her foot: 'Get away.'

Don't touch me.

So annoying.

One-key triple combo, lethal power.

Lin Hu immediately put out the fire, asking: 'What's wrong again?'

The wife instantly exploded.

He had no idea how terrifying the lethal power of a woman's 'What's wrong again?' could be!

Seeing the tigress fly into a rage, Lin Hu hurriedly begged for mercy, decisively lying on the floor mat, his will to survive full.

He just sighed.

I thought coming home early would let me do some things, but ended up having to sleep on the floor mat.

It's all Wu An's fault!

……

He didn't sleep very soundly; after waking up, he didn't have breakfast, just grabbed some food, then took his fishing rod and headed straight for the seaside.

Going to work fishing.

Arrived at the spot, he greeted a few familiar fishing buddies.

Hearing them talk about how someone caught a cat shark at Zhen Dong Shuizha yesterday, Lin Hu secretly sneered, catching a cat shark—so what, it's still a helpless move.

Lin Hu thought that if he hadn't messed with Wu An, then Wu An going out to sea to fish would surely have a bigger haul.

He strangled Wu An's path to wealth!

Wonderful.

Lin Hu has already not just once reminisced about this; each time feels great.

What makes him most pleased is that this matter has already passed two days, and yet he has had no trouble at all, not even a hint of wind, showing he's safe.

This loss, Wu An can only grit his teeth and swallow it.

Wu An, Wu An.

You wouldn't think it ends like this, would you?

No.

This is just the start of happiness.

Lin Hu muttered viciously in his heart, hearing his phone's message notification, he took it out and saw it was a message from Wu An.

The message content is also simple, just two sentences: 'I am Wu An, I know it was you who put white sugar into the fishing boat's engine.'

Lin Hu's hand trembled, his other hand still holding the fish hook, suddenly feeling a pain, the fish hook accidentally hooked his finger.

But even if his hand hurt more, he couldn't suppress his inner panic.

He hurriedly replied: 'Wu An, what net fishing boat engine stuffing white sugar, I really don't know what you're talking about, stop spitting blood.'

He waited a moment.

Wu An didn't reply.

Lin Hu couldn't wait any longer, sent another message: 'Do you have evidence? If not, be careful I'll sue you for defamation.'

Wu An still didn't reply.

He made a phone call.

Wu An answered.

Lin Hu hadn't even gotten a chance to speak when Wu An said, "I know you're in a hurry right now, but don't rush."

"I'm in the county."

"I'll be home this afternoon."

"Let's talk when we get home."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Lin Hu was dazed.

He panicked uncontrollably, constantly recalling, certain that back then it was dark and windy, he had been very careful, so it was impossible to leave any evidence.

Wu An was testing him.

Trying to deceive him.

"That must be it."

Lin Hu gritted his teeth and muttered.

Casting his line and baiting, the situation went awry; he couldn't sit still, hastily packed up and went home, and even after arriving home he was restless.

……

Wu An put away his phone, greeted Min Ge over the phone, waited at the roadside for the bus returning to town, he didn't need to rush; now Lin Hu is the ant on a hot pan.

Notifying Lin Hu is the first step; tormenting Lin Hu is merely incidental, not his ultimate goal.

Making Lin Hu lose everything and ruin his reputation is the goal.

Therefore, he doesn't need to hide anything; he can simply lay his cards on the table with Lin Hu.

Because the grudge between him and Lin Hu has become irreconcilable.

Even if he this time secretly schemed against Lin Hu, outwardly distancing himself, avoiding any more intense conflict with Lin Hu, even adopting a conciliatory attitude, would Lin Hu just let it go?

Lin Hu definitely won't.

Good horses get ridden, good people get bullied!

If he backs down, it will only make Lin Hu even more arrogant!

He also doesn't intend to forgive Lin Hu.

He wants Lin Hu to know that fighting him will be brutal!

At that moment.

The bus pulled up, he boarded, glanced around—there were plenty of empty seats—went to the back row and sat down, leaned against the seat, closed his eyes to rest, pondering what to do after returning home to achieve his goal and maximize profit.

The whole way he swayed gently.

It took over an hour to reach the town; then from town he rode a motorcycle, passed the supermarket, bought food and drink, plus some snacks, spending several hundred.

His sister-in-law rarely comes to town; at home, let alone snacks, there isn't even much fruit.

Whenever he remembers, he picks something up to bring home; his sister-in-law always says not to buy, but her eyebrows show delight, and she's actually quite happy inside.

The neighbors seeing this would also say she hadn't raised Wu An in vain; hearing that, Mei Yueqin felt relieved in her heart, and he was also happy.

By the time they reached Xixi Village it was already evening; at this hour most villagers were out gathering seafood, the village had many children and elders, and there were plenty of able-bodied men; they all had proper work, after a day's labor they weren't inclined to go join the fuss over ordinary small tides.

Wu An slowed down, greeting anyone he met.

He found Guang Liangjun's contact information.

This guy has WeChat.

Add.

The first attempt didn't go through.

Wu An thought it over, registered a new account, randomly picked a beautiful woman's avatar online, then added again; within a minute it was approved.

"You bastard." Wu An cursed, not waiting for Guang Liangjun to greet him, he directly sent the video over.

As an enthusiastic citizen, still kindly reminding, this video can't be used to convict Lin Hu; it can only confirm that Lin Hu is the prime suspect.

But anyone who saw the video knows that stuffing white sugar into the engine definitely means Lin Hu didn't get away.

Guang Liangjun quickly asked who he was.

Wu An smiled and said, "Just a concerned citizen."

Then he logged out of the account.

He logged into the account bound to his phone number, sent Lin Hu a message, asking him to come to his house to meet.

He returned home.

Mei Yueqin came out from inside the house: "Welcome back, did everything go smoothly?"

Wu An nodded: "I got the certificate in a week."

"By the way, what did Dad say about yesterday's matter?"

Mei Yueqin said: "Dad said this matter probably still rests with the old village head, but the contracting of this sea area is quite complicated; the specific situation needs to be understood by him."

Wu An nodded, knowing he definitely couldn't avoid the old village head.

As far as he knew, although the old village head had become a hands-off manager, neglecting big and small matters, this authority and money were still firmly grasped in his hand.

In the village, doing anything without the old village head's nod can be described as difficult to even take a step.

At that moment.

Lin Hu arrived.