The younger ones didn't understand what the bank card represented, but the older children knew and bowed to Mr. Fu happily.
"Thank you Uncle Fu!"
"Uncle Fu is mighty!"
"Uncle Fu is domineering!"
No matter how much money is in the card, it must be more than one or two hundred, otherwise the bank card would not be used as a red envelope.
Even the little ones were jumping up and down and shouting.
Mr. Fu picked out the lively and shameless daughter from the crowd: "Girl! Why do you still call them uncle after them?" His heart was about to bleed. This heartless and bad girl.
Nannan laughed, broke free from his paw, and took sister Mianmian aside to play.
Little Baozi shamelessly asked Mr. Fu how much money he had in his card.
Mr. Fu was stunned for a moment. Is it 6666 or 8888? I didn’t hear it clearly yesterday.
"It's all the same, 8888, just for good luck." Lin Yujuan answered for him.
The children let out an "ouch" and collectively booed Mr. Fu.
He also said that it was the pocket money he saved, and the co-authorship was provided by Aunt Juan.
Mr. Fu blushed: "I am with your Aunt Juan, and my money is her money."
"Yes! Aunt Juan's money still belongs to Aunt Juan!" The children laughed and laughed at him.
Mr. Fu became angry from embarrassment: "Do you still want the lottery?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Two red envelopes of 8888! Who would think that pocket money is too much!
There are nearly 18,000 big red envelopes to be won, so children should not be too enthusiastic about drawing beads.
Before they even opened, they held their chosen king shells and chatted with the king snails:
"I must have pearls in this one." Zhuang Zhuang pointed to the large king shell he had selected and said with confidence, "Look at its round shell. It must have big pearls, maybe several. I
When my mother was pregnant with me, her belly was round..."
Before he finished speaking, his wife slapped him with iron sand: "What are you talking about! You think that an old clam is holding a pearl, just like giving birth to a child. Can the shell bulge? Don't be blind if you don't understand." Wu Meili.
They were all pissed off.
"Isn't it?" Zhuang Zhuang argued unconvincingly, "You also said that an old clam is pregnant with a pearl, but isn't that the same as a human being pregnant with a child?"
"..."
"Brother Zhuang Zhuang, look at me, am I big?" Little Baozi was worried that Zhuang Zhuang would be beaten again, so he quickly diverted his attention and pointed at his big king snail and said, "Shall we compete now?"
"Compete!"
"Me, me, me!" Zhuan Zhuan tried her best to squeeze in, dragging a shell in a net bag, "I'll compete too."
Everyone was happy, this kid really joined in wherever the excitement was.
Little Baozi picked up his younger brother, wiped off the dirt on his face and hands with a handkerchief, and patiently coaxed him: "Be good, Zhuan Zhuan. When brother wins, buy Zhuan Zhuan something delicious!"
"Buy so much!" He turned his hands in a wide arc.
"good."
Zhuan Zhuan is satisfied.
Zhuangzhuang deliberately teased him: "Tuanzhuan, if I win, I will also buy you delicious food, more than your brother! Who do you want to win?"
It turned out to be difficult, and her little face wrinkled into a bitter melon face.
"Okay, stop teasing him, you two start!" Zhuang Yi hugged him around and motioned for the two of them to start. Stop nagging, aren't you saying you are helping? If you continue nagging, you are not helping but holding back.
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In fact, not only the children, but the adults were also very excited. They picked a big shell that they thought was the most pleasing to the eye, and when they pried it open with a pry knife, they felt as excited as if they had bought a lottery ticket and were redeeming the prize.
"Ahhh! I won the prize!"
The first person to open the pearl was Lin Yujuan. Wu Meili helped her pry it open and successfully opened the shell. Inside the thick shell meat lay a large, crystal-clear and round pink pearl. It was visually larger than a pigeon egg.
Zhuangzhuang patted his chest: "Fortunately, I didn't make a bet with Aunt Juan."
Such a big pearl was enough to win the first prize, but he thought he couldn't compete with it.
Except for Xu Suizhu and his wife, everyone else thinks so too.
until……
Xu Suizhu picked up a large king shell and found a nest of purple pearls that were bigger than pigeon eggs.
Oh my god! What a nest!
Wu Meili counted, no more, no less than twelve, a dozen! There are not so many hens in the nest and giving birth to chicks!
The place is buzzing!
Fortunately, everyone present is our own people, and they also know that these giant clams are hard to come by (fog) - the deepest part of the underwater forest is 20,000 meters, and it is impossible to fish them out without any real skills.
There are surprises and envy, but there is really no jealousy. With their wealth, it is easy to get a boat, but diving into the deep sea to pick it up is not something everyone can do.
So just live with envy and be addicted to the eyes!
Unexpectedly, Zhuangzhuang also opened a nest right after, not as many as a dozen, but there were still seven or eight, and they were rare black pearls.
Not to mention other people, Zhuang Zhuang himself was confused: "Is this what I fired?"
"Yes! Brother Zhuangzhuang, you win!"
Little Baozi held the king snail, which was full of flesh and didn't find any pearls, and was willing to admit defeat.
Of course he is depressed, but he is a man and wants to be a loser.
"Wait." Qi Heng stopped him, "Don't throw away the shell."
"It's of no use! Why don't you clean it and turn it around, using Mianmian as a snail number?"
"It's useful." Qi Heng told him, "This is a rare Wanbao snail. The bulging part at the bottom of the spiral is an indispensable material for the space grid."
So although he didn't develop pearls, he did develop space grid materials. In terms of preciousness, is his Ten Thousand Treasure Snails better?
"Then who wins?"
"You both win."
There happened to be two extra red envelopes. Mr. Fu took them out readily and gave one to each of them. He patted them both on the shoulders to cheer them up, and then continued digging for pearls.
So far, everyone has been busy opening the shellfish meat, and they have gained more or less. He is the worst luck, he has not opened any shellfish, and there is a mountain of shellfish meat and snail meat.
He couldn't believe that he couldn't get one out.
You don’t have to hope for a nest, you should have one, right?
Even if there is no merit, there is also hard work. If you don't open one, why are you fighting against these giant king conch shells today?
However, even after all the shells and conches were opened, Mr. Fu did not reveal a single pearl.
Li Tao laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up: "Hahahaha, you're so lucky... I, who never win in lottery tickets, got one.
Mr. Fu said bitterly: "You are so proud, it's just a conch bead the size of a glass marble. It's no better than me. I don't care about it!"
"Hey! If you don't care about it, I do! My wife said she wants to keep it as a family heirloom!"
Mr. Fu squinted at him: "Are you mistaken? I just asked you to help open the beads. Are you really taking it as my own?"
"Didn't you hear what my sister-in-law said? Let's just pick the one we like. My wife said it's the one I opened. It's a little too small, but it's meaningful because I opened it with my own hands!"
"When did sister-in-law say that?"
"While you're digging for meat."
"..."
It hurts my heart!
Others are digging for pearls, but he is digging for sticky shell meat. This is his luck...