As she looked at them, she heard a voice shouting from behind.
"What are you still standing there for? Come on up!" the square-faced man shouted at the boarding gate. "You are so slow. If your father hadn't given me money and begged me, I would never have taken you on the ship."
At the boarding gate, there was a group of people preparing to board the ship.
Hearing the words of the square-faced man, several of them turned their eyes to Fu Anan at the same time.
Seeing the square-faced man cursing, a red-haired woman shook her head and said, "Probably not."
Then, several people withdrew their gaze as if nothing had happened.
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A cargo ship is a cargo ship after all. No matter how big it is, most of the space is used to load cargo, and only the lower floor is where they move around.
Fu Anan's job is cleaning.
Including her, there are a total of forty-six crew members on the freighter. They only need to clean some public areas every day, and the rest of the time is free.
She doesn't like chatting with others and usually stays in her room after work.
In this way, four days passed peacefully, with calm weather.
But he didn't know how to play this game, and Fu Anan always felt like he was hanging in the air.
Sitting idle in the house, the waiting time feels even longer.
"Fu An'an, you have nothing to do anyway, so go do odd jobs in the cafeteria from now on."
What you say will come true.
Just when she felt that she had nothing to do, the square-faced uncle, who was also her fake uncle, assigned her a new task. "Kitchen helper Xiao Li is feeling a little unwell today. You go and take his place."
"Oh, I see."
Fu Anan nodded. It seemed that this fake uncle had a lot of opinions about his imaginary brother, so much so that he didn't like the daughter of her "brother" that much.
Fu Anan pushed the door open and went in. It was lunch time and the cafeteria was extremely busy. Chef Zhu glanced at her and said, "Why are you here just now? Push the food cart out quickly."
"Oh, OK!"
Fu Anan walked over and her eyes were suddenly attracted by someone.
There were so many chefs around, but that person just stood there and attracted everyone's attention without saying a word.
The straight nose, the drooping eyelashes, and the forehead and nose in the backlight create a pleasing undulation. The slender fingers are carving a carrot flower.
Although the carving technique is average, the hands are really beautiful. The joints are distinct, white and slender, and they look more like a work of art than carrot flowers.
This chef looks great, but his professional skills are not good. It's a pity that he has such beautiful hands.
She withdrew her gaze and put the food on the table onto the cart.
"Xiao Fu, a storm is coming. The sailors are going to work on the deck today. You should bring the food up." Master Zhu said as he skillfully cooked. "Also, Xiao Li's health is getting worse. You should bring him some food first."
"Oh, okay."
Fu Anan nodded and moved the barrel onto the cart with great effort.
Then she pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "By the way, Master Zhu, when will the storm arrive? Will it be serious?"
Is this survival game a shipwreck
"It's a bit big, but don't be afraid." Master Zhu waved his hand. "Our cargo ship is more than 200 meters long and has a displacement of hundreds of thousands of tons. The probability of an accident is lower than that of a car."
I am most afraid of this kind of flag.
The corners of her mouth twitched when she heard that, and she felt that a shipwreck was almost certain.
(End of this chapter)