Chapter 20: Big Brother Has Arrived

The one scolding him was Shen Fang.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she scolded him for being shameless.

Wu An was completely dazed.

At this moment, the straight-line distance between him and Shen Fang was at least five meters; so far away, he didn't even know how he could be shameless.

Shen Fang kept scolding: "Wu An, you're really disgusting."

"I was truly blind back then to start dating you."

Beside her was another woman who covered her eyes with her hand, then spread her fingers, staring at him with wide eyes.

What are you staring at, trying to hide it but making it more obvious?

Following the woman's gaze downward, Wu An realized it was the money that caused trouble—he was wearing only big underpants, and he had just stuffed the money straight into his pocket.

As a result, the money was so much that it stretched his pocket out big.

Besides, after being busy for so long, his big underpants were slightly askew, and the pocket happened to be crooked in the middle, so… to those two women it looked somewhat improper.

Some passersby also glanced at him sideways.

But Shen Fang was the first to scold him so directly; she was just taking the chance to get back at him for refusing to apologize earlier.

Wu An reached into his pocket, pulled out the money, and put it into another pocket: "This is a bit noisy; I didn't hear you clearly just now—were you scolding me?"

Shen Fang froze.

Money!

So much money!

That big wad of red banknotes was dazzling to the eyes.

Not expecting it to be a misunderstanding, she naturally felt embarrassed to nod.

Moreover, seeing Wu An pull out so much money from his pocket made her heart flutter involuntarily—where did Wu An get all that money?

The girl beside her lowered her hand; she had an ordinary face with many freckles, and under Wu An's gaze she quickly shook her head: "No… no."

Wu An didn't hold onto it, walking straight past the two women.

After Wu An walked away, the freckled girl whispered: "Xiao Fang, you saw that, right? Wu An pulled out a lot of money from his pocket!"

That stack must be worth tens of thousands, right?

Shen Fang nodded absentmindedly, then said: "Maybe he stole it."

The freckled girl: "That's pretty impressive too."

"His gaze just now was especially fierce."

"If his hair were a bit longer, he'd definitely look handsome in photos."

Shen Fang didn't speak.

Back when she started dating Wu An, aside from him being a college student, it was just because of his face.

The freckled girl pressed: "You two really have no chance left?"

"You didn't used to say Wu An stole a fish to eat and saved the meat from his belly for you?"

"If you get back together with him, you might even get a share of that money."

Hearing that, Shen Fang couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.

At that moment.

Mao Wang came running, covered in mud, holding a bucket, and shouted: "Xiao Fang, what a coincidence!"

"I went clam-digging and got a lot of clams—do you want to see?"

"Come to my house for lunch, and I'll personally cook them for you."

Shen Fang quickly stepped back two steps, waved her hand in disgust: "Stay away from me."

"Who wants to eat clams?"

"Don't come over, you'll get dirty!"

Having said that, she grabbed the freckled girl and turned to leave.

Mao Wang stood there holding the bucket, looking bewildered, then he angrily threw the bucket to the ground, muttering: "This doesn't work either."

"I knew Wu Erzi wasn't up to any good."

"Just wait and see."

"I'll eventually warm Xiao Fang's heart."

Having said that, he got lost in his own words, feeling pleased with himself.

……

Wu An left; if he had stayed to see Mao Wang, he would have realized it was 2012, the era when non‑mainstream trends were all the rage.

These days, "warm guy" is still a positive term.

Guys like him actually have a market.

Some girls, especially naive and ignorant ones, are just into his type.

Returning to Lao Wu.

He took a basin, dumped the leftover razor clams, blood clams, a few horse clams and mantis shrimp into it, split them in half, then put one portion into a plastic bag and placed it in the bucket: "These aren't worth anything, so I might as well not sell them."

"Take it home and let your mom cook it—it'll still be a hearty dish."

"Come on, I need to sleep."

As he spoke, he yawned several times, utterly exhausted.

Last night he'd only slept four or five hours, then he'd been busy all the latter half of the night; if it weren't for the pleasure of making money keeping him up, he could fall asleep standing right now.

A Qing nodded, took ten red banknotes, folded them neatly and slipped them into his pocket, laughing: "Brother, I'm heading out then."

Wu An worriedly urged: "Don't run around on the road, and don't lose the money in your pocket."

Just go home.

If there's nothing, don't bother me; I need to catch up on sleep.

A Qing answered, pushed the cart and ran; after two steps he even jumped up. After working hard most of the night he earned that much money, he was so happy he wanted to howl.

Wu An put the money under the mat; adding yesterday's, the total is.

After being reborn, all told it's only been one day; with this money-making speed, I shouldn't be holding back the reborn, right?

He was quite satisfied anyway.

In my previous life delivering takeout, working myself to death for a month, I only made eight or nine thousand.

All told, this is still the largest sum he's ever earned.

He remade the mat, fetched a basin of well water, took a quick rinse; instantly he felt refreshed, but after lying down less than two minutes, a wave of sleepiness hit.

……

Just as Wu An began to snore, a sneaky figure ran over from the nearby coconut tree, pressed against the window to look inside, saw Wu An snoring loudly on the bed, and immediately muttered: "What time is it, you're still sleeping so soundly."

"A An, get up."

"A An."

Seeing Wu An turn over and keep snoring, the visitor grew angry, walked to the door ready to knock, but as soon as he raised his hand, the door creaked open by itself.

"Not even locking the door, not afraid of thieves..." the visitor said up to this point, then couldn't continue, because there really wasn't anything worth stealing in this house.

Besides, the biggest thief in the village is lying right on the bed.

Although Wu An was sleeping deeply, he somehow sensed it; as soon as the door opened, he bolted upright, hearing movement through the curtain, making him extremely nervous.

Wealth should not be displayed.

Could it be that someone's taken notice of him from selling seafood at the dock?

The next moment.

The curtain was lifted, revealing a frank, honest face; Wu An immediately breathed a sigh of relief and called out: "Brother, it's you."

The visitor was indeed his older brother, Wu Ping.

Wu Ping is eight years older, almost thirty, his skin a bit dark, about the same height but much thinner, with forehead lines; at a glance he's someone who works outdoors year-round.

"Brother, long time no see."

Wu An stared, a bit dazed.

Wu Ping looked at him, his eyes complex, finally sighed and said: "It's this late and everyone's asleep, eyes all bloodshot; last night you…… you didn't sleep?"

He wanted to say he'd gone out stealing last night, seeing someone yawning in broad daylight, everyone jokes like that, but he couldn't say that to Wu An.

Because he really might have gone out stealing last night.

Wu Ping saw Wu An not speaking, wasn't surprised, and continued: "Alright, I won't press you; if you're willing to just sleep at home every day, that's fine, it's better than running around outside."

Wu An laughed at those words; the demand to tell the truth is low, but he probably can't do it.