Chapter 81: The system finally kicks in!

Wu An replied, 'Not going.'

Gu Anran said she had gone, but she was driven back.

The two chatted back and forth, while Wu Ping and A Qing happily discussed the TV plot; only Mei Yueqin noticed.

Mei Yueqin got up to pour water, taking the opportunity to sneak a peek at the back; her eyesight is good, she saw it clearly and couldn't help but laugh.

Wu An chatted on and on, starting to feel drowsy.

Mei Yueqin punched him: 'What are you sleeping for? Keep chatting yours.'

Wu An shuddered: '……'

Older sister-in-law!

How come it's still like this!

He said: 'Didn't chat about anything.'

Mei Yueqin, with the air of an experienced person, said: 'Then why didn't she go chat with someone else?'

Wu An: 'How do you know there isn't?'

'Maybe they're chatting with ten people at once.'

Mei Yueqin punched him again: 'What nonsense are you spouting? Gu Anran isn't that kind of person.'

Wu An: 'You know her very well?'

Mei Yueqin said: 'Some people can tell what kind of person someone is at a glance.'

'As for you, I'm a bit uneasy.'

'……' Wu An felt wronged; having lived two lives, his feelings are simple, his life just as terrible, and the reason he can chat with Gu Anran so naturally and easily is probably because he's very composed.

He stood up: 'I'll go prepare dinner.'

'Older brother and sister-in-law, sit down; today try my cooking.'

Mei Yueqin was happy, saying: 'Okay, then dinner is up to you.'

'Last time Dad came back and said your cooking wasn't bad, so I wanted to try it.'

'When did you learn to cook?'

Wu An said: 'When I was in college, the food there didn't suit my taste; I wanted to eat your cooking, so I had to cook myself, and after a while I got the hang of it.'

He went to the kitchen to cook, and A Qing also got up and went home.

He didn't stay either.

Li Juan surely cooked at home; if A Qing stayed, only Li Juan would be home alone, which would be quite lonely.

Half an hour later.

Wu An made four dishes and a soup, naturally including seafood.

Mei Yueqin and Wu Ping were sweating profusely, their mouths turned red from the spice: 'Your cooking is different from mine, and too spicy!'

Wu An scratched his head: 'Still okay?'

Actually he only added a little chili; mainly they here don't eat much spice, so a sudden bite of spice is hard to take.

After eating, the wind and rain outside remained the same, sometimes stopping, sometimes starting, but the wind remained.

Wu An originally planned to go to the tidal flats again to have a look, but the older brother and sister-in-law refused no matter what.

He was helpless.

He could only go back to the room to sleep.

But he set an alarm for 12 a. m., planning to check tomorrow's luck value before acting; by then the older brother and sister-in-law would surely be asleep.

He tossed and turned in bed for a while before feeling sleepy.

Possibly because he had something on his mind, he couldn't sleep soundly; before the alarm rang, he suddenly woke up, checked the time, it was only 11:35.

He lay down again, still couldn't sleep, so he simply sat up to play with his phone.

As soon as it passed 12.

He immediately checked the system.

Luck Value: 71 (55)

Yeah!

Wu An was excited, almost jumping up.

Three days of low luck value, the system was indeed saving up a big move.

It's just that the wind-up is a bit too long, greatly affecting his money-making.

Before, the luck value was in the teens to twenties, at least he could earn ten thousand or so.

With a daily luck value of 55, how much money would that earn? Hundred thousand? Two hundred thousand?

Dare not think, really dare not think!

He grinned, feeling his mouth about to split to behind his ears.

He sat up like a carp flipping, smoothly getting out of bed.

He didn't turn on the light, felt his way in the dark to open the door; outside the wind and rain weren't too fierce, still okay, still okay, the typhoon hasn't officially arrived yet, making money worth taking a bit of risk.

Faced with the temptation of stacks of cash, he really couldn't control himself.

He put on a raincoat and tiptoed outward.

He didn't take any tools, afraid the noise would wake the older brother and sister-in-law.

After going out.

He took out his phone from his pocket, the phone wrapped in a plastic bag for waterproofing; when A Qing left in the afternoon, he had told A Qing to turn on the phone's ringtone.

It rang a few times, then A Qing answered the call.

'Brother.'

Take your gear for gathering sea—gloves, rack, mainly snake skin bags, bring plenty, plus the rubber bands you bought earlier, bring them all, and don't forget the headlamp you bought earlier.

Okay, brother.

Let's gather at Lao Wu.

Brother, be careful.

""

A Qing didn't ask further.

Wu An hung up the phone; fortunately he had foresight, had prepared in advance, buying many rubber bands and several headlamps, all fully charged.

Everything is ready, only lacking… well, the wind is pretty strong.

Let's go!

Into the wind!

At this moment Wu An felt himself as brave as a warrior, striding firmly toward a bright future.

…

Elsewhere.

A Qing got up and began packing his gear.

Li Juan heard the movement, went out to check, and asked, "A Qing, what are you busy with?"

A Qing said without looking up, "Brother called and told me to take the stuff to the tidal flats."

At this time the tide is just going out.

Brother might be taking me out to gather seafood.

Li Juan stared, then after a moment said, "It's still windy and rainy, the typhoon might still come—how can we go gathering seafood now?"

It's fine; Brother said if he says we can go, then we can.

Li Juan shook her head: "No."

A Qing picked up the bucket and walked out, saying, "Mom, the tide's out; we're on the tidal flats, there's no wind or waves there, it's fine."

Li Juan followed him out.

A Qing pushed her: "Mom, just wait at home."

Li Juan felt helpless; A Qing is a stubborn blockhead, and since he listens to Wu An, she always ends up behind, only able to look through the doors and windows, muttering in her heart, not knowing what wind Wu An has caught—why not go gathering seafood in the afternoon when it's not dark, but only calling at this early hour to go.

If the typhoon comes, the seaside will be terrifying.

May Goddess Mazu bless us.

Li Juan naturally couldn't sleep, sitting in the hall murmuring prayers.

…

Not long after Wu An arrived at Lao Wu, A Qing also came: "Brother, I brought six snake skin bags."

"Probably enough." Wu An then cooked four packs of instant noodles for the two of them, no eggs, added two extra sausages; after eating and drinking their fill, it was already just after 1 a. m.

Not knowing how long they'd have to work, Wu An could only do everything he could think of.

Wu An said, "Let's go; by the time we get there the tide should be about to go out."

A Qing picked up the bucket and asked, "Brother, why are we going to that tidal flat?"

Wu An casually replied, "Just picked at random."

"Last time we caught the most seafood at that tidal flat; this time we're taking such a big risk, we definitely need to earn more."

"Don't worry, the typhoon is coming; we just need to rush back as soon as possible."

A Qing didn't ask further and followed along.

In the rainy night, the two headlamps flickered like fireflies as they walked along the shore to the tidal flats; along the way, huge waves surged, crashing against the rocks, sending spray several stories high.

It was quite thrilling.

The two walked slowly, arriving at the tidal flats with some scares but no danger.