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Chapter 179 The problem of digging the pit can never be corrected

"Fish, fish! Hurry up and get hooked! If you don't have tuna, big mackerel, a few groupers, silver pomfret, big mackerel will do... Hehehehe! So fast?"

While Mr. Fu was talking to himself, he noticed something strange about the fishing rod, but this time he didn't lose his temper like before. He slowly pulled the fishing line back, retracted it, retracted it, then lifted it up suddenly.

"Haha! Look what I caught?"

He proudly shouted to the two people squatting not far away digging oysters: "Is this a red grouper? Brother Xiao, help me see if this is a red grouper?"

Lu Chixiao stood up and helped him palm his eyes: "Not bad, keep up the good work!"

"..."

However, it was not easy for Mr. Fu to get Brother Xiao to say "not bad". He threw the grouper weighing three kilograms into the bucket and continued to fish like a chicken.

After that, we caught sea bass, sea crucian carp, silver pomfret... we kept trying, and finally we caught a long-legged crab with its teeth and claws dancing.

Young Master Fu, whose face was stained with ink after applying several handfuls of sea water but still had not wiped it off, was full of energy and said "I am awesome" and "I am the best at fishing in the sea". He discussed with Xu Suizhu:

"Sister-in-law, can you give me more of that bait later? This bait is so useful! I want to give some to my grandpa. He also likes fishing, but his skills are not as good as mine."

Xu Suizhu smiled and pointed to the big guy swimming leisurely on the sea not far away: "The bait is not the most important thing. The important thing is that you have to thank me."

Young Master Fu: "..." I forgot about that big guy!

"Sister-in-law, how did you manage to communicate with a shark?" he asked curiously.

"Actually, animals are very smart." For example, Diandian, and another example is the Playful Turtle.

Of course, the temptation of bait is also indispensable. This is the secret that cannot be told.

In any case, Mr. Fu was quite satisfied with today’s sea fishing.

"It's a pity that the weather is too hot. If I send the mail to Kyoto, it will probably stink before I even get on the road." Mr. Fu looked at the two big buckets full of seafood with regret. "Otherwise, it would surprise my old man. He always dislikes it.

I can't catch any fish."

"It can be made into cooked food." Xu Suizhu suggested, "Dried fish and dried cuttlefish are easier to preserve."

"But I don't know how." Young Master Fu looked at Xu Suizhu pitifully and asked for help, "Sister-in-law, how about I pay for you to prepare cooked food for me?"

Xu Suizhu sighed, why can't he get rid of the habit of digging holes for himself?

"Okay, I'll do it for you."

For the next two days, Xu Suizhu was busy baking seafood, and the buns were temporarily taken over by Mr. Lu.

Don't tell me, the two of you are pretty cool.

Get up in the morning and take a walk along the Coconut Grove Avenue.

When the sun comes up, I go to the bamboo forest to catch chickens, play with frogs, and pick a big watermelon to bring back as noon fruit.

After lunch, we took a nap, and as evening approached, we each wore a sun hat and went fishing on the reef beach.

The father and son's footprints, one big and one small, are left in every corner of Fuju Island.

Xu Suizhu was so miserable that she had to squat in the kitchen to get rid of those buckets of fish, shrimps and crabs in such hot weather.

Fortunately, I was wearing a dress made of protective clothing, which automatically controls the temperature all year round. Although the outside air is hot, my body will not feel sticky and uncomfortable due to sweat.

Hairtail and umeboshi are easy to cook - they are marinated and deep-fried, making them crispy and crispy. They go well with wine and rice.

The big cuttlefish weighing fifty or sixty pounds is naturally grilled squid.

So she had to use her cooking skills.

Fortunately, she thought it was too crowded and too hot, so she sent her aunt and sister-in-law outside to do other things. They boldly enjoyed the convenience of life brought by high technology, and grilled squid came out one pot after another.

The best way to eat the remaining shrimps and crabs in summer is actually drinking them with wine.

The shrimps are choked with wine, and the crabs are choked with wine. They are easy to store and not easy to spoil.

I just don’t know whether northerners are used to eating.

If you are not used to it, you will have to make it easier for your family.

People at the seaside love the fierce shrimp and crab crabs.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fu, who didn't even dare to eat drunken shrimps, actually asked for them.

"I can learn if I'm not used to eating! Brother Xiao can eat, why can't I?"

Xu Suizhu had nothing to say.

"Okay, then you'd better take some anti-diarrheal medicine before eating to avoid a bad stomach."

Young Master Fu: "..." Is there such a master?

"Brother Xiao, can I send yours back for you?" Fu Zhengyang turned to Mr. Lu and asked, "Has your address changed?"

"No change." Lu Chixiao took out a letter and said, "Send this one for me too."

I will take the mother and her family to Kyoto at the end of the month, so I need to let my family know.

As you can imagine, after receiving this letter, the Lu family was inevitably in a state of panic again.

"Is your in-laws coming? That's okay, I'll save you the trouble." Mrs. Lu slapped her thigh and unpacked the half-packed luggage in a hurry and put it back in the storage room. The saved luggage was wrinkled in one package.

There is no need to go to the fishing village, just wait at home for your grandson to come. Mrs. Lu smiled from ear to ear.

Oh, he is indeed her sensible grandson. He thought of grandma at such a young age and saved her from the fatigue of the journey.

Lu Zhanfeng frowned with a headache: "You bastard! The in-laws are coming, why did you tell them now? How can you entertain the guests when the house is in such a mess?"

In fact, the one who should be most targeted by the artillery fire was his wife. Madam Lu suddenly thought of it and began to renovate all the rooms in the house. At present, except for their bedroom, no other room was spared.

The kitchen is not spared, so the couple has been eating three meals a day at work these days. I really don’t know what kind of trouble his wife is going to make at home.

Mrs. Lu also regretted that she should not have started construction at this time.

"After all, I don't blame you! I said that my son's apartment should be renovated. You said that it's not appropriate to live separately and that the whole family should live together. Now you blame me!"

Lu Zhanfeng's face turned red and he scratched his neck: "I said we would live together, but I didn't let you tear down the walls or mend them. It's such a mess."

"Don't I want to make my daughter-in-law happy? My second son finally met someone he liked and gave birth to a big fat boy for him. As a mother, shouldn't I help him win over my daughter-in-law's heart?"

When it comes to wars of words, when has the head of the Lu family been his wife’s opponent?

He was quickly defeated and muttered in a low voice: "There's no point in tearing down the wall!"

"What do you know! This style of decoration is popular now. I asked several young people who were newly married, and they all said that not many young people like the same old style." Mrs. Lu waved her hand, not bothering to talk to him.

Old men know nothing.

After a while, an idea came to her, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "We can go to the old house. Let it be a mess here. Can't we still entertain guests if we tidy up the old house? It's much more spacious there.

, I will go back and bring dad back, and I will be happy to have my great-grandson tease me and keep him safe."

Yes! It’s not enough trouble to live in one home, and it has to spread to the old house.

Of course, Lu Zhanfeng only dared to say this in his heart, not even to death, unless he wanted to sleep on the sofa at night.

Look at this terrible house. When you lie down on the sofa, you have to worry about whether wet plaster will fall on your head, or whether you will kick the paint bucket when you wake up in the middle of the night...

Forget it, let her deal with it. After all, my son’s welfare apartment is still empty - if the old house unfortunately gets too much trouble to accommodate guests, then we can continue to move!


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