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Chapter 87: The drunkard's intention is not to drink

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In the past half month, Ye Yaodong earned nearly 400 yuan once, and this time she earned more than 100 yuan. Small amounts of a few yuan or tens of yuan are quite frequent, which is much more than what she earned in the past few years of making fishing nets.

She herself didn't realize that recently when she was facing her man, her face was full of smiles. It was not a world of difference compared to her previous indifferent attitude, but it was obvious that she was more passionate.

She didn't ask him to earn a certain amount of money to give her. As long as she saw him working hard, she was satisfied.

Ye Yaodong happily held her in his arms from behind, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "I'm awesome, right? Calculate how much I've earned for you in the past half month, about 700 or 800, right?"

"How can there be so much? More than 600, and I haven't even received the 100 or so yet."

"That's a lot... ah~ Shit~"

He was just thinking of striking while the iron was hot and taking advantage of the good atmosphere to ask for praise, but who would have thought that his eldest son, who had just been in bed, wrapped in a bed sheet and holding a bamboo stick, pretending to be a hero, would jump directly from the bed onto his back. He was caught off guard and lost his balance, and almost all three of them fell.

He reached behind his back to catch the boy, who cursed him, then turned around, snatched the bamboo stick from his hand, and spanked him on the butt.

"You bastard, I'm going to beat you up. Do you think you can just jump? If you fall to the ground, you'll be killed."

"Ahhh~ It hurts~" After being whipped, Ye Chenghu dodged on the bunk bed and retorted, "You can hug your mother, why can't I hug you?"

"Are you hugging me? You are like a mountain pressing down on your head. I should be the one carrying you. Besides, your mother is my wife. I spent money to marry her. You didn't spend any money on me. Why should I let you hug me?"

"Then I don't want to hug you, I want to hug my mother."

"You bastard!"

He thought this kid would say that he would give him money when he grows up. Damn, what a heartless brat, not likable at all.

"Come on, come on~"

Ye Chenghu was hit several times by his father. He ran towards Ye Chengyang who was clapping and shouting in frustration, hid behind him, and cursed: "You traitor, whose side are you on?"

"ah?"

"Okay, stop making trouble and go to sleep. If you keep jumping, the bed will collapse."

Lin Xiuqing snatched the bamboo stick from Ye Yaodong's hand, put it on the table, untied the sheet covering Ye Chenghu, and cursed him a few words.

"You've been doing tricks with a sheet all day. If you tear it, I'll beat you up."

Ye Chenghu stood there laughing and untied her obediently.

Ye Yaodong was tired after a whole day. After the atmosphere was interrupted, he was no longer in the mood to flirt. He just collapsed on the bed and let out a long sigh. It was so comfortable to lie down!

"I'm going to town tomorrow morning. Do you want to buy anything?"

"No, oh yes, you can grab a piece of cloth for yourself. I have been saying that I would make two more clothes for you, but I just can't find the time."

"Ah? How can I do that? How about we go together tomorrow?"

"I have so much work to do at home, and there are so many piles of shelled ones in the backyard. I don't have time to go with you. Just go to the cloth shop on the street and ask the boss for dark cotton cloth. Choose two colors and take 2 meters of each."

"Oh." He agreed vaguely, and then realized, "Any store?"

"If you don't mind the hassle, just ask a few more stores and haggle over prices. Buy from whichever store offers the lowest prices!"

Ye Yaodong's mouth twitched. He should have stopped asking if he had known. As a grown man, how could he bargain with a woman for a few cents? She even asked him to ask more stores...

"We'll see then. Remember to give me the money tomorrow. I don't have a penny in my pocket."

"Got it. Unplug the power cord and go to bed. These two won't sleep if the lights are not turned off."

After looking at his two sons who were still playing with their eyes wide open like gongs, Ye Yaodong touched the electrical wire beside the bed and pulled it. After it became pitch black, the two of them gradually quieted down.

The next day, he woke up when he heard some noise beside him, but he didn't want to move because the restaurant didn't open that early.

"Woke up!"

He turned sideways, put one foot on his eldest son who was lying sideways, and said in a hushed voice, "Put the money on the table. I'll get up and go to town later."

"Okay, then wait until the two children wake up and take them to the house first."

"Um."

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been waking up early recently and my biological clock is set, but I was obviously very sleepy and wanted to sleep a little longer, but after she turned around and left, I couldn’t fall asleep anymore, and I became more and more awake.

He simply opened his eyes and sat up, picked up the neatly folded clothes on the table and put them on, thinking that since he couldn't sleep, he might as well go to town early.

He really couldn't believe that no one knew about Chicken of the Sea at this moment.

Thinking of this, he didn't wait for the two children to get up, but went directly to the back door to tell Ye Huimei, who was opening oysters, to listen to the sound.

If she wakes up, let her take a look and help her wash and pick out a few children. If you don't want to see them, let your eldest nephew take them to the homestead.

Ye Huimei pouted. How could staying home be considered helping? It was clearly mischief.

Ye Yaodong hurried out with the bucket, but he ran into A Guang at the door unexpectedly. "Why are you here?"

"I brought you a watermelon!"

"So good? You don't have to send it to my house. Send it to the homestead. There are only my sister and a few sleepy kids at home. They are all working over there. It's a good opportunity to send it over there to quench their thirst."

"Ah?" Ah Guang's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "It's okay, I have a lot of watermelons. Since you brought them, just leave these two at home. I'll bring you another basket to the homestead later."

"Okay, give it to me then."

"No, I'll take it in for you."

“Such thoughtful service?”

"Of course I will. I'm counting on you to make a fortune and help your brothers."

"Forget it, just order a boat for yourself."

Ye Yaodong was waiting at the door. He originally wanted to wait for Ah Guang to come out and ask him if he wanted to go to the town together and take a walk. But who knew that he took two watermelons and went in and couldn't come out

I was thinking of going in to take a look, but as soon as I walked in, I heard voices of people talking and laughing at the back door. "Guang, what are you doing? I've been waiting for you for a long time, why are you still squatting here?"

"Ah?" Ah Guang turned his head in shock to look at him, and said guiltily, "You're still here?"

"Nonsense, I'm waiting for you at the door, what are you dawdling about for?"

He was evasive, "No, you just came in, so why not say hello and say a few words?"

"I'm going into town, do you want to come with me?"

"You're not going? Why would you go to town in this hot weather? I don't have anything to do."

"Let's keep each other company."

"No, don't we have to deliver a basket of watermelons to your homestead soon? Come over and lend a hand and see if there's anything I can do to help."

"Okay, good brother!" Ye Yaodong did not doubt him, "Then I'll go first."