Golden Fisherman: The starting reward is a sea

"Humph!"

"I'd like to see how long you kid can get stuck?!"

"Lao Tzu will never let you go!"

Li Wen clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth.

Zheng Fei stood next to him, seeing Li Wen like this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what happened just now was indeed Li Wen's wrong, so many people here in the small pier saw it, the news would definitely spread out, if Li Wen could be a turtle with a shrunken head and pretend that nothing had happened, maybe this hurdle would be able to pass, if he continued to find trouble with Song Yun, he would definitely dig a pit for himself, and those people in Dalang Village would definitely come to the door to find trouble after they came back.

Zheng Fei originally wanted to persuade Li Wen, but after hesitating for a while, he still gave up this idea, it was going to rain, and his mother wanted to get married, but he was just working for Li Wen, so he didn't need to worry about such a thing, if he said this at this time, Li Wen would be furious, scolding himself for being a bloody dog, maybe he would drive himself away directly, and the 5,000 yuan salary that was not paid might be a scoop.

The people at the small pier left slowly, they had to go to sea in the early hours of the morning, and it was already evening, and they still had to continue to go to sea to fish after watching the excitement, and it was Song Yun who earned 300,000 yuan instead of them, Song Yun beat Li Wen hard and caught a gentian grouper that was sold for 300,000 yuan The news quickly spread, and it didn't take long for dozens of people in the town to hear about it.

Song Yun didn't know that he had become a celebrity in the town within a few hours, after selling the grouper, he drove the boat back to the small pier in Dalang Village, and after parking the boat, he hurriedly walked towards his home, pushing open the gate of the old house that had been vacant for many years, the yard was full of weeds, and in the corner of the wall was a tall old tree, the shade of the tree covered most of the yard of nearly two hundred square meters, and in the opposite corner, there was a fiery pomegranate tree, under the tree was a huge bluestone fish tank, and there was a well next to it. The courtyard was walled with stone, half a man high, and a row full of grapes crawled on the east side.

"It's back!"

"I'm finally back!"

Song Yun muttered to himself, returned to the village early in the morning, anxious to know if the system could be activated, did not go home and went directly to the small pier to drive the boat to the sea, after successfully getting the system, caught the fish, rushed to sell the fish and tossed a lot, until now I returned to the familiar home, busy for a long time, cleaned the house, drank water, and decided to go out for a walk.

The village is not big, dozens of families, half an hour or so walked around, nothing has changed, if you have to say, it is much more dilapidated than in your memory, the village is full of old people and children, and you can't see a young man.

"Stay in the village!"

"Another left-behind village!"

Song Yun shook his head, the people in the village, regardless of men and women, who were not too young or too old, all went out to work, this phenomenon was not only in their own village, but also in other places.

Song Yun thought for a while, returned to the small wharf, and looked at it, the sea was still the sea in his memory, without wind and three feet of waves, but the dense fishing boats of all sizes on the side of the small wharf disappeared, except for the one he drove out to sea not long ago, there were only two or three floating, tattered, and it could be seen at a glance that no one had used it for many years, like an old man in his old age.

"No one goes out to sea to fish now!"

Song Yun sighed, the people in the village, the ancestors lived by fishing, going out to work is a matter of nearly ten years, many reasons, one is that the risk of going out to sea to fish is very high, people drown every year, and the other is more important In the past 20 years, there are fewer and fewer fish and shrimp in the sea, busy and busy, unable to support a family, going out to work hard, but safe, don't worry about the wind and waves at sea, drought and flood to ensure harvest, willing to work hard, no matter how there are three or five thousand yuan, people who have no problem with their brains know how to choose, No one in Dalang Village went out to sea to fish, mainly related to a storm seven or eight years ago, which killed too many people and everyone was afraid.

Song Yun stayed at the small wharf for a while, turned around and walked towards the village, turned a few corners, passed through two small alleys, pushed open the door of the courtyard of the old village chief's house, and saw Zhao Tiezhu sitting on a low stool smoking a dry tobacco pole at a glance.

"Grandpa Zhao."

Song Yun walked over, pulled a stool, and sat in front of Zhao Tiezhu.

"Oh? You're back? "

"When are you leaving??"

Zhao Tiezhu raised his head and looked at it, stunned for a moment, Song Yun was the first college student in the village, and after graduation, he worked in the city, and there was no one at home, Dumiao, thinking that he would not come back in this life.

"I'm not leaving!"

"I'm coming back this time, and I'm not going to leave."

Song Yun smiled and shook his head.

"Huh?"

"Not leaving!?"

"Aren't you making a fuss?!"

Zhao Tiezhu's face changed greatly, and he stared at Song Yun fiercely.

"Hmm!"

"Grandpa Zhao!"

"I've figured it out and decided on it."

Song Yun nodded, looking at Zhao Tiezhu calmly.

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