dmims Chapter 104: Fishing Competition
Chapter 104: Fishing Competition
After escaping, Yi Zhonghai ran home without looking back. He had never been so humiliated in his life.
Jia Zhangshi was not about to let it go. She quickly picked up the clothes on the ground, haphazardly put them on, and hurried after him, afraid that Yi Zhonghai would renege on his promise and not pay.
Everyone watched as Jia Zhangshi darted into Yi Zhonghai's house. Not long after, she came out smiling, clutching a thick wad of cash in her hand.
Everyone's eyes were glued to the stack of money. Third Uncle Yan Fugui even said sourly, "If I'd known Yi Zhonghai liked seeing people naked, I'd give him 1500 yuan, then I could have been naked too!"
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately covered their mouths to stifle their laughter, and a chorus of suppressed giggles filled the courtyard.
Seeing Yan Fugui's shameful appearance, the third auntie was so angry that her face turned red. She yelled, "You shameless old man, why aren't you home yet!"
Yan Fugui was scolded in public, his face turning red and white in turns. He could only smile awkwardly and obediently follow the third aunt home.
Zhang Lei was discussing the farce that had just happened in the courtyard with Ye Shuqin when two figures suddenly appeared behind him, startling him.
Turning around and seeing that it was Ye Shuqi and Ye Shuhua, he patted his chest and said, "You two came back without saying a word! You almost scared the wits out of me!"
Ye Shuqi smiled, pursing her lips: "We've been back for a while now. We saw you two were so engrossed in watching the show that we didn't want to disturb you."
Ye Shuhua nodded in agreement, a smile in her eyes: "Yes, but that commotion just now was quite interesting. I didn't expect that Jia Zhangshi, who looks rough, has such fair skin."
Hearing Ye Shuhua's words, Zhang Lei burst out laughing and joked, "I didn't expect you to be so observant! But with her figure, being fair-skinned is useless, it's just an eyesore!"
At this moment, Zhang Lei noticed what Ye Shuhua was carrying and casually asked, "What did you buy?"
Ye Shuhua smiled and shook the paper package in her hand: "This wasn't bought, it was a gift from the store."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Lei immediately tensed up and pressed, "Who gave it to you? Why would they give it to you out of the blue?"
Seeing Zhang Lei's extremely suspicious expression, Ye Shuhua couldn't help but laugh out loud and explained, "It wasn't just for me; everyone in the shop received one. These were loose pastries that got damaged during transport and couldn't be packaged and sold, so our manager had them distributed to the staff, one for each person."
Hearing Ye Shuhua's explanation, Zhang Lei finally breathed a sigh of relief. He muttered to himself that he didn't want to add any "color" to his head. Although he couldn't make his relationship with Ye Shuhua public, she was still his woman.
Seeing that the commotion in the courtyard had subsided, Zhang Lei gestured with his chin toward the three of them: "Let's go home."
The four of them soon returned home. Ye Shuqin and Ye Shuqi rushed into the kitchen to cook, while Zhang Lei and Ye Shuhua sat in the main room waiting.
While handing Zhang Lei a piece of pastry, Ye Shuhua chattered on about the interesting things that happened in the store during the day. As Zhang Lei listened, he also understood the underlying message from her words—supplies were becoming increasingly scarce.
He secretly rejoiced that he had a living supplies system, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to guarantee the daily expenses of this large family and their monthly work tasks.
At this moment, Zhang Lei thought of his work assignment, and the fishing rod he had bought earlier suddenly popped into his mind.
He at least has the skill of fishing, so if he goes fishing in his spare time, he can not only increase his supplies, but also avoid being seen idling at home and giving people something to gossip about.
Thinking it over, Zhang Lei made up his mind to not think about anything tonight, to get plenty of rest, and to go fishing at Houhai tomorrow.
But the more Zhang Lei wanted to rest and recharge, the less he could calm down and relax.
Because tonight, Ye Shuqin, Ye Shuqi, and Ye Shuhua are keeping him company. They've grown increasingly familiar with each other over this time, and Zhang Lei has taught them many novel techniques from later generations: cloud-like hair adorned with flowers and golden hairpins, a warm spring night spent in a boudoir. The spring night is fleeting, the sun rises high, and from then on, the emperor no longer holds morning court.
(The censorship is too strict, and the scene is too beautiful, so I'll omit 108,000 words here... Please use your imagination to picture it.)
He secretly rejoiced that the system had given him the buff of golden kidneys; otherwise, even a body of iron wouldn't have been able to withstand such torment.
He turned to the side, gazing at the moonlight outside the window, and couldn't help but feel grateful to the system once again in his heart.
The next morning, Zhang Lei left home with dark circles under his eyes.
He had just pushed his cart into the front yard when he bumped into Uncle Yan Fugui.
When Yan Fugui saw that Zhang Lei was still carrying a fishing rod, he immediately became interested and went up to him, saying, "Zhang Lei, are you going fishing?"
Zhang Lei nodded and grinned: "Uncle, it's just that supplies are tight right now, so I was thinking of fishing myself to supplement the family's income and complete the purchasing task at the same time."
Upon hearing this, Yan Fugui's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Zhang Lei, wait for me! Let's go together!"
As he spoke, he turned and ran home, and soon came out carrying a homemade fishing rod.
Zhang Lei glanced at the crooked fishing rod and couldn't help but laugh and tease, "Uncle, do you even think you'll catch any fish with that rod?"
These words infuriated Yan Fugui, who retorted defiantly, "What are you talking about! What do you mean by 'can you catch it or not'? Back in my youth, I was the famous fishing prince of the neighborhood. Even the Dragon King would give me some face!"
Listening to Yan Fugui's eloquent boasting, Zhang Lei got excited and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Third Uncle, how about we have a competition later?"
Upon hearing about the competition, Yan Fugui's interest grew even stronger, and he quickly asked, "Zhang Lei, how do you want to compete?"
Zhang Lei laughed and said, "Simple, let's see who catches the most fish and the biggest fish today, how about it?"
Yan Fugui slapped his thigh: "Great! What kind of prize is there for the winner?"
Zhang Lei thought for a moment and said, "Let's not gamble too much. Let's just make one yuan. Whoever wins, the other pays one yuan. No cheating!"
Yan Fugui patted his chest and agreed, feeling confident in his fishing skills. He looked at Zhang Lei, who was young, and thought to himself, "I have more than ten years of fishing experience. How could I be inferior to this kid?"
Upon hearing Yan Fugui's agreement, Zhang Lei pushed the bicycle, mounted it, and sped off in a flash.
Watching Zhang Lei's figure disappear into the distance as he pedaled his bike, Yan Fugui anxiously jumped up and down behind him, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Zhang Lei! Zhang Lei! Take me with you!"
But Zhang Lei ignored him, pretending not to hear, and stomped his feet even harder, disappearing in the direction of Houhai in the blink of an eye.
Yan Fugui stared at the empty alleyway entrance, stamping his feet in anger and muttering, "That brat! Why did he run so fast!"