After a night of storm, the boat that Fournansen was waiting for finally stabilized.

On the boat, many of the fish caught that day were swept into the sea by the wind and waves.

It's a pity to see that half a day's hard work is gone.

Fu Nansen's eyes showed a little regret.

was looked at by Uncle Zhang.

"Young man, looking at you, you don't look like a poor person, how could you come here with Xiaobao."

The implication is that his identity is definitely not as simple as ordinary people.

Fu Nansen picked up the fish that had been shaken off from the boat and put it into a bucket, and at the same time filled the bucket with sea water and sealed it.

And there were many big fish, and the nets were made strong.

Uncle Zhang pulled out a pipe from his crotch, and looked soaked.

He left the lighter to dry for a while, took out all the tobacco, and continued to look at Fournansen as he dried.

Fournansen didn't want to explain too much about his identity.

But seeing Uncle Zhang's friendly eyes, I suddenly remembered what Xiaobao said before, people are kind by nature, and some people are willing to preserve that kindness until they die.

His observation of human feelings could not be more keen.

So I chose to believe the words of Bao Xiaobao.

There is some warmth in this world, and only people can trust it to be worth persevering.

"I was originally a businessman, and I was engaged a long time ago, and I was not allowed to be with Xiaobao at home."

"My father didn't have a very clear objection, but he connived at other people's crimes."

"I know he doesn't want to offend me, because I still have value for his business."

"So he wants to borrow a knife to kill people."

Speaking of this, Fu Nansen's eyes also became hideous and blood-red.

Uncle Zhang looked like he had seen through the world and did not seem interested in this information.

For him, thinking so much and knowing so much is not as good as smoking a cigarette.

"You may not know what kind of family it is—"

"If you don't know much about what you can't do, it's a scourge."

"If you harm others, you will also harm yourself."

Uncle Zhang lit it for a long time, and finally lit the damp smoke.

I took a sharp sip.

Finally, he smiled at Fu Nansen's stunned face.

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided."

The boat approached a small island, which seemed to be familiar to Uncle Zhang.

He carried a small bucket of fish to the island, which was a little far from the typhoon situation, and it was estimated that it would take at least a day and a night to row back here.

"I've been here more than once or twice, eh, my still-"

Fu Nansen looked at Uncle Zhang with a slightly puzzled gaze, it is not strange to see that he would do these things to survive at sea, after all, people who go to sea need some means of self-protection.

But some of the things on this island are more like another home that Uncle Zhang has placed here, and it seems that although it can't be said to be as comfortable as a mansion, it is absolutely no problem to live for ten days and half a month.

These survival devices on the island look ordinary and ordinary, but when you look at each of them, they don't look like they were made by an ordinary fisherman.

Without the relevant expertise, it is absolutely impossible to design.

Besides, as far as Uncle Zhang just said, it doesn't seem like an ordinary person who has never seen the world can say it.

So Fu Nansen asked tentatively, "Uncle Zhang, why are you placing these things here?" Are you planning to stay here for a while? ”

Uncle Zhang's eyes paused, and he slowed down.