Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 242 - 144 Happiness_3

[Young Master was so adorably squatting there guarding the water; who understands my aggrieved feelings.]

[I’ve noticed, Young Master tends to bully the weak and fear the strong. If anyone else asked Young Master to take a fishnet, they’d probably get scolded, but Shu Wan had him holding the fishing net here for half a day, and he only dared to complain a bit behind her back.]

Fu Yang stood around for a bit longer, confirmed that there was no chance of catching any fish, and turned to leave. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Just at that moment, the sound of rushing water suddenly came from not far away.

Fu Yang turned his head and saw the water in the channel in front of him rising quickly, about to spill over to his side.

Fu Yang quickly picked up the fishing net and blocked the outlet; soon after, the water surged forth, with big fish darting straight into his net.

Fu Yang changed the fishing net several times, but couldn’t contain all the fish slipping through from the upstream currents.

Fu Yang had never experienced such a scene in his entire life; he couldn’t hide the smile of a bountiful harvest on his face.

[????? Where are all these fish coming from? No, how did Shu Wan know water would be released at this time???]

[I’m dying of laughter, so many fish, look how happy our Young Master is.]

[Those in front, if it were me, I’d be even happier than Young Master, dreaming of taking a net to block the fish—so big, so plump, they look delicious.]

It wasn’t until the water from upstream gradually lessened that Fu Yang reluctantly left.

But actually, it was enough; after all, during the period when the water was released upstream, Fu Yang had caught an entire three large baskets full of fish, the kind that were too heavy to carry.

"Not too shabby, you’ve got so many fish," Shu Wan’s voice suddenly came from behind.

Fu Yang turned around, about to say something, but his gaze was drawn to the bag in Shu Wan’s hand, "What are you holding?"

Shu Wan opened the bag, which contained a bunch of eels and crabs; in another bag, there were two rabbits.

"...Where did you get these rabbits?"

"Hunted them in the mountains."

Fu Yang didn’t know how to describe his feelings at that moment, just, quite impressive, "Right, how did you know there would be fish today?"

"The weather forecast yesterday said it was raining heavily in the mountains."

"So what?"

"So, there might be water released."

"Might?" Fu Yang caught the keyword, "So if they didn’t release water, I would have been standing here for nothing."

"That’s why I went hunting," Shu Wan stated confidently.

"..." Fu Yang chose not to argue with Shu Wan’s bizarre logic, "Shall we go back then? I’m hungry."

"Wait a bit longer," Shu Wan glanced at the big pile of fish that Fu Yang had caught, "let’s go sell these first."

"Oh."

"However," Shu Wan said, looking up at Fu Yang, "before selling the fish, you should go back and take a bath and change clothes first."

At first, Fu Yang truly thought that Shu Wan, worried his wound might become inflamed, wanted him to go back to bathe and change clothes.

That was until Shu Wan made a large fish-shaped decoration and stuck it on the front of his shirt.

Fu Yang’s face immediately darkened, and he glared at Shu Wan, "What’s this for?"

"For selling fish," Shu Wan’s eyes twinkled with amusement, "it makes you stand out."

"I don’t want to." Fu Yang protested strongly.

Shu Wan leaned in and whispered a couple of words in Fu Yang’s ear, and his expression immediately wavered.

He frowned, "Just this once, okay?"

"Okay, off you go. I’m rooting for you; I’ll be at home preparing food, waiting for you."

"Hmph." Fu Yang made his demand as a matter of course, "I want grilled fish."

"No problem."

Fu Yang had the photographer help him carry the fish to the street, and with his looks, plus the massive fish ornament on his chest, he immediately became the most eye-catching scenery on the street.

The little town was situated on the side of a mountain, with few ponds, so usually, people would have to go to the supermarket below to buy fish. Now, seeing so many fish, everyone was naturally quite interested.

"Young fella, where did you get these fish? Can you make it cheaper?"

Being surrounded and watched by so many people, Fu Yang originally had a pretty good mood, but suddenly felt a bit irritated. However, remembering what Shu Wan had said to him, he restrained himself.

He forced a smile, "How much were you thinking of?"

"You’re selling it for 6 yuan per jin, make it cheaper, how about 2 yuan."

"..." Fu Yang’s smile immediately faltered, "It looks like the water in your brain is quite suitable for raising fish, you should raise them yourself to eat."

[Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter, I told you, except for not snapping at Shu Wan, Young Master gives it to everyone else.]

[Six yuan down to two, who wouldn’t go crazy, this is like bargaining with a broken bone’s intensity.]

[Young Master holding back his anger is really so cute, I hate that I’m not from Ryan Town. If I were there, I’d buy all the fish at any price.]

Although Fu Yang’s service attitude wasn’t good, the fish he was selling were indeed fat and large, and moreover, they were pure wild fish from the mountains. There were quite a lot of buyers.

In less than half an hour, Fu Yang left the market with a few hundred yuan and several empty baskets.

But the photographer found after following him that Fu Yang didn’t head straight home. Instead, he went to the supermarket and bought several large jugs of oil, several large bags of rice, and quite a few boxes of instant noodles.

"Young Master Lin, you’re buying so much, how can you and Miss Shu Wan eat all of it? We’re only staying here for a week."

The photographer couldn’t help but advise Fu Yang to buy less.

But Fu Yang just glanced at him, "Who said I’m going to eat it myself?"

"Then who are you buying it for?"

Fu Yang handed the remaining four hundred yuan to the photographer, "You go, take the goods and the money to the old man from yesterday, don’t say it’s from me. If you dare say it’s from me, I’ll have my dad fire you when we get back."

"..." Photographer: Feeling complicated.

[Hahahahaha, Young Master is too cute, why is he so fierce even when doing good deeds.]

[I bet that even if the photographer really tells the old man it was Young Master Lin who sent the stuff, Young Master Lin won’t do anything to him. How could he be so adorable, let me give him a kiss.]

[Such a kind-hearted Young Master, I initially thought he was really buying it for himself. I didn’t expect it was for that old man, ahhhh, I like Young Master so much!!!]

After Fu Yang finished everything and returned home, Shu Wan had already cooked the meals.

Stir-fried green peppers with eel and a baked fish pot, inside was fried fish with a crispy exterior, as well as potatoes that Fu Yang loved, and cabbage that Shu Wan loved.

Fu Yang stood at the door, but he wasn’t in a hurry to go in.

The scent at the tip of his nose was tremendously appetite-rousing, the afternoon sun holding some scorching heat, yet also highlighting the cool breeze rustling through the treetops.

Shu Wan sat in the yard, tinkering with the flowers in her hands. Time seemed to pause as it passed by her.

Having just made up for a regret, and even doing some extra good deeds, when he came back and saw this scene, a sense of happiness suddenly emerged in Fu Yang’s mind.

This was really strange, Fu Yang thought, he must have been heat-struck.

"Why are you just standing there? Come and eat." At this moment, Shu Wan looked up and called out to Fu Yang.

"Oh, right, coming." Fu Yang shook off the muddled thoughts in his head, and continued to walk into the courtyard.

At this time, the other two groups of guests had already finished eating and started their afternoon nap. In Shu Wan’s place, she and Fu Yang were drinking sparkling ice water while eating.

In this secluded small town, without any access to electronic devices, they had no idea that during the airing of the show, its popularity continued to soar.

With the passage of time, the discussions about the three groups of guests almost dominated the trending search lists.

Taking advantage of this momentum, Wang Tian collaborated with the magazine publisher and timely released the issue of the magazine featuring Shu Wan on the cover.

Once the magazine was published, it attracted countless attentions, and on various social media platforms, Shu Wan’s cover photo spread like wildfire.