"I went to buy some home appliances. The old ones in my house have been used for so many years, and they're not that useful anymore, so I replaced them."
Yang Little Fandn't mention the yellow croaker incident. If Yang Hongtao, with his big mouth, found out, Yang Fan would probably become famous across the village in no time.
In fact, when he sold those two beautiful lobsters yesterday, Yang Fan had specifically asked Yang Hongtao not to tell anyone.
Everything was about keeping a low profile—making money quietly was the best approach.
"Damn! You made a fortune yesterday and now you're off to the city to shop, huh? A real nouveau riche!"
When Yang Hongtao heard that Yang Fan went to the city to buy appliances, he teased him with a half-joking tone.
"Get lost! Did you forget what I told you yesterday?" Yang Fan shot him a glare.
This guy was supposed to keep it low-key, but here he was, talking about Yang Fan making a fortune in front of everyone.
"Uh, I'm sorry…"
Yang Hongtao immediately realized his mistake after receiving Yang Fan's glare. He quickly apologized.
There were other people around, and he almost let the cat out of the bag.
"Forget about all that. So, Hongtao, how was your catch today? How did you do at sea?" Yang Fan quickly changed the topic.
"Hehe, it was alright. I caught two big red groupers weighing over a kilo each, and a dozen or so blue crabs and flower crabs. Should be able to sell it for about a thousand or more!"
As soon as Yang Hongtao talked about his catch, he immediately looked smug.
His reputation as the "fishing expert" of the village wasn't just for show—he always had the biggest haul among the new generation of fishermen.
This morning, he had gone to a new fishing area and, to his luck, managed to catch quite a few good things.
"That sounds pretty good…"
Seeing Yang Hongtao's smug face, Yang Fan rolled his eyes and almost couldn't stop himself from giving him a hard time.
If he were to mention the eight yellow croaker he caught, Yang Hongtao would probably be stunned.
As they were talking, both boats had docked.
The three of them got off the boats and came ashore.
At that moment, Yang Fan noticed the half-grown boy who had gone out to sea with Yang Hongtao had been glancing at him with a strange look in his eyes.
This made Yang Fan frown. Who was this kid? Why was he giving him such weird glances?
However, Yang Little Fandn't ask immediately. He just bid farewell to Yang Hongtao and went home.
The two of them lived in different parts of the village—one in the east, the other in the west—so they didn't share the same road.
…
Once back at home, Yang Fan went upstairs to take a nap. He hadn't gotten much sleep in the morning after being woken up by the village rooster, and he was feeling quite sleepy.
He slept straight through until sunset and woke up just as it was getting dark.
After waking up, he instinctively picked up his phone and checked the time—it was already 6:30 PM.
"Grrr…"
Just then, his stomach let out a loud growl.
Yang Fan smiled bitterly. He had been thinking about getting something to eat, but before he could do so, he heard someone calling from downstairs.
"Fan, Fan, come downstairs for dinner! My mom made a big spread, come eat at my place!"
Yang Fan went to the balcony and saw it was Yang Hongtao.
"Alright, coming."
Yang Fan smiled and quickly washed his face before heading downstairs.
As soon as he saw Yang Hongtao, he asked curiously, "By the way, Fan, did you see Yellow after you got back? I just saw that dog at the village entrance. He was chasing a bunch of female dogs and acting all crazy… What's up with him? Last time I saw him, he was almost done for, but now he's full of energy again."
Cough cough, that dog was chasing a bunch of female dogs?" Yang Fan broke into a sweat after hearing this.
"Yeah, that guy's full of energy, acting like a real pervert!"
"Alright, forget about it…"
Yang Fan was speechless. No wonder he hadn't seen Yellow all day—he was off chasing the village's female dogs.
What a pervert!
As they walked towards Yang Hongtao's house, Yang Fan suddenly remembered something and asked, "Hongtao, who's the kid you took out fishing with you today? I recognize him, but I can't remember whose kid he is."
Earlier, the kid had been giving him those weird glances, and Yang Fan had taken note of it.
"Oh? You didn't recognize him? That's Xiaohai." Yang Hongtao answered.
"Xiaohai? He's Xiaohai?"
Hearing that name, Yang Fan froze for a moment.
Yang Xiaohai, of course, he knew him.
Six years ago, Yang Fan's parents had used their life savings to buy a larger fishing boat to go out to sea. Larger boats like that required extra hands, so Yang Fan's father had hired several villagers to help.
But unfortunately, a few months later, they encountered a terrible storm at sea and were never heard from again.
That sudden storm not only claimed Yang Fan's parents but also took the lives of the villagers who had worked on the boat, including Yang Xiaohai's parents.
So when Yang Fan realized the half-grown kid was Xiaohai, he understood why the kid had been looking at him with such strange eyes.
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