Starting to go to the sea: I really didn’t want to be a sea king

At noon, in the courtyard of the Sun family.

Grandpa Sun, Grandma Sun, Chu Yang, and Chu Xi sat down.

On the table, there was a big pot of fragrant old hen stewed with mushrooms, and other seven or eight dishes such as stir-fried meat with green peppers, stir-fried chicken tripe, steamed swimming crabs, braised small octopus, and pan-fried jumping fish.

"It's too troublesome, Grandpa and Grandma, just make some home-cooked dishes, why kill a chicken."

Chu Yang said a little embarrassedly.

This is the old hen raised by the two elders. It is laying eggs. There are a series of yolks (eggs in the chicken's stomach) floating in the chicken soup. It's a pity to kill it.

There is an idiom that says, this is not killing the chicken to get the eggs!

"Hey, what's the trouble with killing a chicken? Your grandma has raised more than a dozen. Try it. If you like it, ask your mom to help you raise a few."

Grandpa Sun picked up a chicken leg and put it in Chu Yang's bowl, and picked up another one for Chu Xi.

"Okay, then I won't be polite to you grandpa and grandma."

Chu Yang said with a smile, and then he took the chicken leg and started to eat it.

"Don't be polite, don't be polite, eat more, and try this egg."

Seeing the brother and sister eating so much, Grandma Sun smiled kindly and scooped an egg yolk into each of their bowls.

As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor, let alone such sensible neighbors like the Chu brother and sister.

Usually, no one comes to the door empty-handed, and when there is a good thing to make money, it is even more thinking of the old couple, how can Grandma Sun not like it.

Chu Yang picked up the egg yolk, let the chicken soup soak in it, and then drank it in one gulp.

"Hmm, fresh!"

First, he ate a big bowl of chicken, and then started drinking with Grandpa Sun.

The meal lasted until the afternoon.

A jar of green and red wine was mostly drunk by the two.

"No... no... I have something to do tonight... Grandpa, I really can't drink anymore... burp~"

Chu Yang burped.

He stood up and staggered out the door.

"Haha... this kid... is... drunk... I... I've never drunk before... I... I..." Grandpa Sun said with a stiff tongue and a smug smile.

"Okay, okay, you can drink a lot, okay?"

Grandma Sun glared at the drunk old man with a flushed face.

"Vomit on the bed later, and I'll show you how to deal with you!"

...

After leaving the house, Chu Yang leaned against the foot of his wall and vomited for a while.

Several old ladies passing by joked with a smile: "Hey, Yang, you're catching rabbits here in broad daylight."

Locals describe vomiting and behaving in a panic after being drunk as "catching rabbits."

"None...none...none of your business...vomit..."

After saying that, he vomited twice, then pushed the door and staggered back to his yard.

Behind him, the old women's fierce laughter followed.

"You look tall and big, but how come you become like this after drinking a few cups of horse urine."

"A white-striped chicken with no hair yet is like a silver spear candle head, which looks good but is useless."

"Sit at the same table with auntie for a drink some other day, and auntie will help you drink."

Chu Yang entered the bedroom and closed the door.

He wiped his face vigorously with a towel, and the blush on his face immediately dissipated a lot, and his eyes became much clearer, and he no longer looked drunk just now.

"These old women are really good at slandering people." Chu Yang laughed and scolded.

I guess there is no need to wait until tomorrow morning, and the ugly appearance of my drunkenness will spread throughout the village.

With a crooked smile, Chu Yang set the alarm and lay down on the bed.

A few hours later, it was 8 o'clock in the evening.

A figure flashed from the back door of the Chu family yard and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Walking along the bamboo forest, hiding when seeing a flashlight.

15 minutes later, Chu Yang finally arrived at Liu Fuguang's old house.

He guessed the time very accurately. There was no one in the house at this time, and the traps on the ground were gone. Liu Fuguang should have gone up the mountain to set traps.

Generally, traps are set in the first half of the night and collected in the middle of the night. Liu Fuguang is an old hand and will definitely not make mistakes.

Chu Yang did not turn on the flashlight, but turned on his mobile phone, and with the weak light, he felt his way into the room.

Those who have lived there know that old yellow mud houses like those in the countryside actually have two floors, but the second floor is only more than one or two meters high, and it is also a slope, so it can only be used as an attic to store sundries.

After finding the ladder to the attic, Chu Yang searched around and finally found a small hole in the floor slab that was gnawed by termites. It was only the size of a fist, but it was just right for the camera lens.

After putting the things away, Chu Yang stepped on the footprints he had left when he went upstairs and stepped back, sweeping away the footprints with a bamboo stick as he returned.

He ran back to the yard in one breath, and didn't meet anyone on the way, so Chu Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

The stage was set, and the actors were waiting to go on stage.

At night, Chu Yang had a dream. He dreamed that Liu Daguang had found the camera he had set up and came to his house with a butcher knife."Damn it, you dare to do me a disservice." He said with a grin and slashed at him.

Just as the blade was about to fall on Chu Yang's head, Chu Xi suddenly rushed out and threw herself in front of him.

"Fuck~Xiao Xi..."

Chu Yang opened his eyes suddenly, cold sweat kept pouring out from his forehead, and he sat up from the bed.

"Huh~"

After a while, he finally exhaled a foul breath.

Fortunately, it was a dream!

"My mentality is not good. The protagonists are all heroes and killers. They can chop from south to north without blinking their eyes. How can I still have a nightmare here?"

Chu Yang shook his head secretly and thought to himself: "I still need to practice more in the future."

Although the scene just now was a dream, it also strengthened Chu Yang's determination.

I am fine, but I am afraid that someone will secretly attack the people around them.

Chu Xi, Cai You, Sister He, Xiao Haidai, they are either children or women.

If you want to avoid nightmares in the future, you must do something.

After figuring this out, Chu Yang continued to lie down and sleep.

This time, he slept particularly soundly.

The next morning, Chu Yang went out without washing his face or shaving his beard, looking tired.

After walking around the village twice, he encountered seven or eight groups of old women, and then returned to the yard.

"Brother, why did you go out so early today?"

Chu Xi was serving porridge to the table, and asked curiously when she saw Chu Yang coming back.

"Nothing, I couldn't sleep so I went to the beach to take a look." He replied casually.

"There's no tide, what are you doing at the beach?"

"I went to look for my eyes. Where did my eyes fall yesterday? Is that okay?" Chu Yang said unhappily.

This little sister of mine is sometimes not good at this point. She is as naughty as a blue cat, and always has three thousand questions.

"If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. Why are you so fierce? I'll add a packet of salt to your food next time and make you salty to death!" Chu Xi pouted and said angrily.

Chu Yang: ...

After breakfast, I went out for a walk.

This time it was a real walk.

As I walked, I walked to the dock without realizing it.

When I saw the iron boat docked at the dock, Chu Yang's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Ge Yuan!"

On the bow of the boat, Ge Yuan's eyes turned cold, and he obviously saw Chu Yang.

He raised his right hand with a grim smile and made a throat-cutting gesture to Chu Yang.

"You're looking for death!" A violent emotion rose from the bottom of Chu Yang's heart.