Chapter 312: I'm quite envious of you

Is Mei Wu still asleep?

Of course it's impossible.

He had already woken up.

He was just holding it in, enduring it, not leaving the house.

Seeing Wu An approach, with a 'whoosh', he jumped onto the bed again, lay down, pulled the thin blanket over, and covered his stomach.

The room door creaked open.

Wu An looked at the still slightly swaying wooden bed, pursed his lips and smiled.

No, buddy.

Still pretending to sleep?

Fine.

He also knew Mei Wu had definitely woken up.

Even if he really hadn't woken up yet, the huge commotion at the door earlier would have woken him up.

He saw through it but didn't expose it.

He didn't call Mei Wu to get up.

He sat on the bed, tossed aside his sandals, then lay down comfortably and said with a chuckle, "Before high school, when we were tired from playing or studying, we used to sleep squeezed together like this."

You little brat, still not being honest.

You hug me in your sleep, all curled up like a silkworm.

Xiao Wu sat up, cursing, "Bullshit, it's clearly you who's curled up like a silkworm, damn it…"

"Huh?" Wu An, with his hands behind his head, chuckled and said, "You're awake."

"Fine, fine, fine, youth is clueless, let's not bring up the past."

In childhood, youth was restless.

Who hasn't done something foolish?

Close friends share the same pants; no one should expose the other's secrets.

Xiao Wu kicked him, saying, "A 1.2-meter bed, and you still dare to squeeze onto it?"

Still acting like a child.

Get lost!

Having said that, he kicked Wu An off the bed.

Wu An wasn't annoyed, brushed off his butt, got up, and said, "So we're even now?"

"Nice try!" Mei Wu rolled his eyes.

Wu An asked, "Go ahead, lay out the conditions; I'll accept them, and then we can continue being brothers."

In the previous life.

He and Mei Wu had a falling out; later he left his hometown, so he lost contact with Mei Wu. Occasionally returning home, whenever he met Mei Wu, Mei Wu would beat him up.

Now thinking about it, it's probably because "deep love breeds deep hatred"!

Could it really be just because of that thousand or so dollars, leading to years of shouting for his beating and killing?

No way.

He knows Mei Wu well; Mei Wu isn't that petty.

There's only one reason: anger at his degeneration.

Nobody is your parent who can endlessly compromise and indulge.

You're no good; then I won't play with you.

Don't even mention Mei Wu.

Even the sister-in-law who raised him like a son eventually became utterly disappointed and cut off all contact.

People's hearts.

Need to keep warm.

Can't withstand such harm.

Mei Wu listened to Wu An's words, a bit dazed, lifted his head and stared at him, asking, "I heard from your sister-in-law that you're quite capable of causing trouble and doing it well; it looks true."

That way of speaking, full of confidence.

Who wants to be brothers with you!

We've already fallen out.

Wu An coughed twice and said, "Alright, alright, let's not act like a bickering couple."

You don't mind it, but I do.

Let me tell you, I just found a top-notch beautiful girlfriend.

"..." Mei Wu inexplicably felt a surge of anger; all that nagging was just to set up for that last line, right?

Fine, fine, fine.

You've successfully shown off to me!

This kid has always been suppressing me from childhood to now!

His studies were better than mine, and he got into university.

Expelled from university, he returned to the village to loaf around, yet now the prodigal son has turned over a new leaf, transformed into a handsome young man praised by everyone, and so quickly found another girlfriend!

Damn bastard!

How is it like a spring? The harder you press, the stronger the rebound.

Mei Wu sighed, got out of bed, and raised his fist at Wu An.

Wu An froze for a moment.

Mei Wu shook his fist.

Wu An realized, hurriedly matched his fist, and went through another tedious routine.

After finishing.

He had already started to sweat.

Ah this...

The dead memories started attacking me again; my chuunibyo is about to flare up, huh.

You won't throw a punch at me?

You're asking for it.

Um...

Alright, you've learned well, you're doing fine; why would I still hit you? I'm not that jealous of you.

I haven't even cheated you out of money yet.

As long as you remember.

Wu An took out the money; Mei Wu took it and stuffed it into his pocket: "Alright, we're even."

The two walked out.

Mei Wu asked, "You bought a fishing boat; are you planning to become a fisherman?"

"More or less, my goal is to become a billionaire." Wu An paused, then asked tentatively, "Want to help me?"

"Help you become a billionaire?" Mei Wu shook his head: "What a load of crap, I won't help; watching you become a billionaire would be more painful than killing me."

Wu An was both laughing and crying.

Alright.

Afraid the brother will have a hard time, and also afraid he'll be driving a Land Rover, right?

Actually, I'm quite envious of you.

What are you envious of?

I envy that you'll be a good brother to a future billionaire.

Damn!

My boat still needs hands; won't you come help me?

I'm doing fine working at the factory.

"Alright." Wu An nodded and didn't say more.

The two left the house.

Everyone looked over, seeing the two chatting and laughing, and they all started laughing too; these two brothers seemed to have reconciled.

Actually, there wasn't really any grudge to begin with.

The main reason still lay with Wu An.

The kitchen already smelled of food; Mei Wen had just come out to say hello, then darted back into the kitchen to keep busy.

In this scorching heat.

The kitchen was like a steamer, and he wouldn't let anyone else in, just busying himself alone.

More people would just mean more suffering.

Mei Wen said it wasn't necessary; he's been working at the stove year-round and is already used to it.

Wu An walked over, and Mei Donghai curiously asked, "Is gathering by the sea still that profitable nowadays?"

I think the resources now are far worse than before.

Back then, large yellow fish were caught at will.

It's a pity they weren't worth money back then; sometimes the large yellow fish couldn't be sold or eaten, so they could only be fed to livestock.

Wu An listened, also amazed.

This is too luxurious.

Different eras, truly a world of difference in life.

Hearing Mei Donghai say that, I almost wish I could go back to that time; if I could freely come and go, turning resources into quick profit, that wouldn't just be a matter of minutes to get rich.

System: "Then I'll leave?"

Mei Yueqin, wanting to show off, said: "Dad, A An isn't just going out to sea to fish; he's also bought some land in town, saying he wants to build a guesthouse."

It's similar to a hotel.

Everyone heard and was stunned.

Build a hotel in the village?

Who would stay there?

How are you messing around again?

Wu An explained: "This isn't just messing around."

This is called having foresight.

Uncle Mei will definitely understand me.

I think our place can develop tourism; visitors from all over won't be able to just sleep on the streets, right?

This guesthouse is prepared for them.

Mei Donghai, hearing this, actually felt uneasy inside, but since Wu An said so, he could only nod: "A An doing this could drive the village's development; it's a good thing."

The economy is better now, people have money, and more are going out to have fun.

I see many places are developing tourism; our place is no worse than others.

He was also a cadre in the village before.

Although he has retired now, he still often reads newspapers and such, so he actually understands outside situations better than Mei Wu and the others.

This pairing of old and young let Wu An gain another wave of praise.

Mei Wu stood to the side listening.

Who am I?

What am I out here to do?

Sigh.

Or…

Let's go back and sleep awhile.