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"What are you doing with my phone, Lao Shi?" Yun Wan'er stretched her delicate arms and yawned, turning to rest her hands beneath her charming face. With a smile on her lips, she quietly stared at Shi Chui.
Upon hearing Yun Wan'er's voice, cold sweat immediately trickled down Shi Chui's back. However, knowing that he had already destroyed the evidence, he felt a bit more at ease.
Rubbing his nose, Shi Chui quickly came up with an excuse. "I was just checking if your Xia Shou device is fully charged. We’re heading to Shanxi soon, and it wouldn’t do to have a dead phone on the road!"
"Is that so? If I remember correctly, there should be a thousand yuan in my Red Envelope that I haven't collected yet! Can you help me with that?" Yun Wan'er said sweetly, batting her eyelashes and curling her lips.
A Red Envelope can only contain up to two hundred yuan, but during holidays, the limit increases—though it never exceeds a thousand. Since it was Mid-Autumn Festival, the limit had indeed been raised, and Yun Wan'er was clearly aiming for the maximum.
"Is there really that much? You can’t see the amount in a Red Envelope until you open it. You’re not mistaken, are you?" Yun Wan'er's words made Shi Chui's heart race again. If she mentioned the Red Envelope, did that mean she had seen the previous messages? This could turn into a big problem!
"Did I remember wrong? Should we think back? Who wished me a happy birthday after midnight last night? There was even a special emoji—what was that expression again?"
Frowning slightly, Yun Wan'er's voice remained soft and gentle, but to Shi Chui's ears, it carried an unmistakable hint of threat.
"Alright! Let me check for you. Since you say so, there must be one. I'll collect it!" He took out his phone in front of Yun Wan'er and sent a one-thousand-yuan Red Envelope. Then he grabbed Yun Wan'er’s phone and snapped a picture of her face to unlock it before quickly claiming the Red Envelope.
There really was a one-thousand-yuan Red Envelope! "Take a look!" After collecting the money, Shi Chui handed the phone to Yun Wan'er for her confirmation.
Because of a moment of carelessness, he had lost a thousand yuan in pocket money. Lao Shi felt like crying without tears. This was all Shi Tian's fault; if he hadn’t mentioned it, she might not have noticed! He needed to find Shi Tian to settle this score and get his money back!
Seeing the unexpected windfall of one thousand yuan arrive, Yun Wan'er smiled and closed one eye while sniffing delicately. "What does chocolate cake taste like? Have you ever tried it? How about I make one for you later?"
Shi Chui felt like he had turned upside down; sending an embarrassing emoji was one thing, but now she wanted him to eat something he didn’t even like? After days of hiking and feeling exhausted like a dead dog, he didn’t have the energy to deal with Shi Chui’s antics—wasn’t his skin getting a little too itchy?
"No! No need! I don’t like chocolate!" After denying it three times in quick succession, Shi Chui quickly added, "Yun Wan'er, today is your birthday—happy birthday! Let me send you another big Red Envelope to celebrate. Later, I’ll take you out for some food!"
He sent another one-thousand-yuan Red Envelope while waving it in front of Yun Wan'er's open eye. Leaning closer to her, he gently kissed her forehead. "Get up! Think about what you want to eat! That fish from yesterday was pretty good; how about I catch one for you myself tonight?"
With two thousand yuan in hand early in the morning, Yun Wan'er felt quite pleased. However, if Shi Chui could pull out two thousand yuan from his private stash today, then surely he could come up with twenty thousand!
Yun Wan'er didn’t lack for money; she just found satisfaction in watching Shi Chui’s pained expression as he spent it. Especially under her subtle threats—it felt even better!
After collecting the money, Yun Wan'er closed her eyes but then opened them slightly again. Her small face no longer bore any trace of a smile as she stared blankly at Shi Chui, making him feel uneasy!
Shi Chui wanted to escape, but Yun Wan'er had already grabbed his ear tightly in her hand, leaving him with no way out!
"Lao Shi," she said with a teasing tone, "I know my nickname in the group is 'Mother Empress,' right? How come after just one night I’ve turned into your 'Consort Ai'? Who do you plan to give that title to?"
Covering his ears, Shi Chui realized he had lost this round! Was Yun Wan'er planning to give him trouble? She was just having fun teasing him! It seemed he hadn’t climbed enough mountains; if he opened two more routes and bothered her a bit more, she’d probably lose interest!
Facing Yun Wan'er’s sharp tactics, Shi Chui remained calm. He threw himself onto the bed and pinned Yun Wan'er beneath him—first things first; he needed to get her under control!
"Uncle Zhang," Shi Tian called as he approached with his rod in hand. "How’s the harvest this morning? Why are you closing up shop so early?" Just as he was about to join Old Zhang and Shui Laoban's group for some fun, he noticed Old Zhang starting to pack up.
A couple of days ago, during the Chou Tiao competition, Old Zhang and Shui Laoban had quite a fruitful outing, bringing back a good haul. According to Sun Lang, their catch yesterday was also decent, including a five-pound Shi Ban.
As he took the cigarette handed to him by Shi Tian, Old Zhang glanced back at the spot where he had just caught a Qing Shi Ban. He shook his head helplessly, "It's time for breakfast. We need to head back; I have to open the shop later!"
Ever since they ran out of bait last week, the Fish Catch had dropped significantly. Consequently, his standing at home had also declined; now, no one even brought him breakfast anymore!
A few days ago, they had a good catch, and yesterday showed some improvement as well. However, his status at home did not rise; in fact, it dropped another level, and the morning task of opening the shop fell back into his hands.
At first, Aunt Zhang was quite intrigued to see Old Zhang catching fish. But that novelty wore off quickly. Even with the support of the Big Red Paper, Old Zhang found himself relegated back to being the owner of the five Gold Shop.
It was simple enough to understand; Aunt Zhang was busy running the shop every day. Whenever she stepped out and saw Old Zhang lounging on his Fishing Chair, smoking and fishing, it was hard for her to feel balanced about it!
Now, Old Zhang could only sneak in a few casts before opening or after closing the shop; during regular hours, he didn’t even dare think about it. Aunt Zhang always had a plastic hose for the pump ready in her hand—one with threads!
So far, that hose hadn’t landed on Old Zhang, but just the thought of it was enough to keep him in line!
By the way, I’ve brought you the cat you wanted. The tabby is gone, but I got you a Shandong Lion Cat. You can take it home later! After saying this, he glanced at the corrugated pipe in his wife’s hand at their shop entrance and hurried home without looking back.
Shih Tzu? What is that? He had heard of Lion Dog, but he had never come across a Shih Tzu! Was there some kind of crossover? One is canine and the other feline; there should be a reproductive barrier!
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