Chapter 246: Digging at the Wall's Foot

Lao Fu Tou watched for a while, his eyes burning with desire, taking advantage of Wu An having settled one, going to scoop the next sea turtle, he hurriedly said: "Can you let me try?"

Wu An nodded, handing him the scoop net and tools.

Lao Fu Tou scooped up a sea turtle, picked up the tools and got to work.

Working.

He felt his old, numb heart start beating again.

He felt as if he had returned to the first time he went out to sea, everything novel, whatever work he did full of vigor.

Now, the more he works, the more energetic he feels.

Wu An glanced a few times, noticing Lao Fu Tou's technique was better than his, and asked: "Old Fu, have you done this before?"

Lao Fu Tou smiled: "Over these years at sea, I've encountered everything; I remember... when I was young and followed the boat, I often netted sea turtles."

"At first I also helped tidy up the sea turtles, but the elders scolded me, saying I was busy for nothing."

"They said I was full and had energy to waste, telling me to conserve my strength."

"Since then, even if I netted a sea turtle, I just tossed it aside casually."

"Doing this work now, I can't help but think of that afternoon, my lost youth."

Wu An's scalp went numb, he glared: "You old man, also didn't expect that?"

"Huh? What?"

"Nothing... I mean, I never expected you, at your age, to be so sentimental." Wu An said offhand; he had been bored lately, often surfing the net, the slang "watch king Da Zhui" not yet popular, indicating that "never expected" hadn't come out yet.

Lao Fu Tou was just personally emoting, accidentally hit a meme; Wu An thought it was still interesting.

In his previous life, some memes were already stale, but here they haven't caught on yet.

Lao Fu Tou felt a bit embarrassed: "I... just think too much."

"Not bad, not bad." With nothing going on, Wu An shifted the conversation, curiously asking: "Old Fu, seeing your boat-handling skills are good and you have papers, why are you doing odd jobs on the Chen Family trawler?"

Lao Fu Tou's face darkened, he muttered: "I'm not very sociable; the Chen Family folks don't like me, so they assigned me odd jobs."

Wu An realized: "We've run into each other a few times at sea, and you seemed quite warm-hearted."

"This morning my brother said to signal you with flags, telling us to return."

Lao Fu Tou nodded: "Right, you didn't hear me; if you had listened to me, this wouldn't have happened."

"The Chen Family also didn't listen to me; as a result... the trawler caught something, and they even threw me into the sea."

"Damn it..."

He couldn't help cursing a couple of times; seeing Wu An still listening, he grudgingly shut his mouth.

Wu An thought Lao Fu's mouth indeed had a problem, at his age he still couldn't speak properly, just like his younger self in his previous life.

A Qing interjected: "Old man, it's actually lucky you didn't listen to him; if you had, you'd surely be dead in the sea."

Lao Fu Tou blinked, nodded: "That's true."

"This is fate." Wu An smiled, wiped rain from his face, and said: "I don't know when this wind and waves will stop."

"Staying here, although we have food and drink and no danger, we can't contact home; I'm afraid my family is frantic."

Wu Ping hearing this, also couldn't help worrying: "Yeah, your sister-in-law must be worried sick."

A Qing also wore a grim face; his family surely worries about them, and they also worry that their family worries too much about them.

Lao Fu Tou looked at their three worried faces, and a hint of envy rose in his heart.

"It's really nice to have someone who cares."

"Not like him."

"Dead is dead, yet he still has to trouble his nephew to smash a basin."

He rubbed his leg: "Just like wind and rain come quickly, they also go quickly."

"Don't worry, it won't last long."

"We'll definitely be home before dark."

Wu An asked: "Old Fu, what's your basis?"

Lao Fu Tou patted his leg: "One is experience, two is relying on this old cold leg."

"You might not believe me if I say it."

"My leg is more useful than a weather forecast."

Wu An nodded: "Even if you say it, I might not believe it, but I believe what you say."

A Qing raised his hand: "I believe it too."

Wu Ping was a beat slower, then also nodded; he thought not agreeing would be unsociable.

Lao Fu Tou laughed heartily: "You few greenhorns are really interesting."

Wu An rubbed his hands, revealing a fox's tail, smiling narrowly: "Interesting, right? If you find it interesting, you'll follow me from now on."

He believes in fateful encounters.

Lao Fu Tou had previously kindly reminded him several times, indicating the person is good-hearted.

He and Lao Fu have basically shared life and death; he thinks this old guy is not bad.

Aside from that, no one's boat-handling skills surpass his.

Regarding Lao Fu Tou's speaking problem, he thinks it's not really a problem at all.

So he timely threw out an olive branch.

Lao Fu Tou blinked: "Huh?"

"Your boat isn't big; you lot should be enough, right?"

"Don't think my boat is small; it's actually short-staffed." Wu An looked at him and said: "I'm serious."

Lao Fu Tou frowned: "I'm still working on the Chen Family fishing boat..."

Wu An waved his hand: "It doesn't matter."

"I'm also quite interested in the Chen Family's trawler, sooner or later..."

Lao Fu Tou: "Ah?"

Wu An coughed twice: "You and the Chen Family probably haven't signed any formal contract; just let them know formally when you get back."

Lao Fu Tou nodded.

Actually, he also planned to stop working on the Chen Family's fishing boat after returning.

Wu An recruited him for work; as long as the pay was suitable, he was quite willing.

But he looked around and wondered how there could be so much work on such a small fishing boat.

Wu An continued: "Now isn't the time to discuss this in detail; let's talk more when we get back."

A Qing shouted: "Brother, after we get back to the house, let's have a good drink."

Wu An smiled: "Definitely."

"Lao Fu, how's your drinking capacity?"

Lao Fu Tou raised one finger.

A Qing asked: "One bottle's worth?"

Lao Fu Tou shook his head: "I can keep drinking."

"Damn."

"Really?"

Wu Ping protested: "Don't brag, Lao Fu; my younger brother can also hold his liquor."

Wu An laughed and thought Lao Fu Tou was interesting; such an interesting person turning out to be a Five Guarantees Household seemed a bit unscientific.

I don't know what setbacks he faced when he was young; I'm curious but didn't ask further.

Given their current relationship, they couldn't talk that deeply.

While tidying up with the sea turtles and chatting idly, time passed quickly,

After throwing the last sea turtle back into the sea, Wu An waved and said goodbye; the sea turtles then scattered into the water and left.

Just as they were about to rest, A Qing shouted: "Brother, the killer whales are back."

Wu An raised his hand to shield his forehead, saw clearly it was a pod of killer whales, and said, laughing: "They're probably hungry again."

"Let's gather some more shrimp and crab to feed them."

A Qing and Wu Ping nodded; at this moment no one felt sorry, after all these killer whales could be considered their lifesaving fish.

When they had taken the shrimp and crab out of the live fish hold and were about to feed them, they saw many black shadows floating on the sea surface.

Before they could tell what it was, the killer whales, as if prearranged, surged up from the depths and slammed the black shadows into the air.

Wu An stared wide-eyed and couldn't help but exclaim: "Holy shit!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

While shouting and dodging, they saw black shadows, accompanied by water, falling from the sky onto the deck.