Zhang Muzi, who was afraid of being scolded again, was afraid of being scolded again, so he didn't want to meet his father, and planned to lie in his room and pretend to be in poor spirits, his heart tightened, and he couldn't care about anything else, and said in a panic, "Mom, what's wrong with you, what are you crying about, what's going on...", and ran downstairs one step at a time.

Li Xiangzhi, who was still standing at the door, saw her son rushing downstairs, with a relieved expression on her face, and asked urgently, "Good son, are you okay?"

"I've been staying at home, what can I do. Zhang Muzi replied puzzled.

"It's okay if you're okay, it's okay if you're okay..."Hearing this, Li Xiangzhi breathed a sigh of relief, her body staggered and was about to fall, Zhang Hanmin on the side hurriedly supported his wife, looked at his dazed son, sighed and explained: "Muzi, your grandfather had an accident and was admitted to the intensive care ward."

Hey, since he knew that you had 'that incident', he was busy doing things in the abandoned mine, dissipating grievances, and did not rest for several days, and the doctor said that he was overworked, which caused a heart attack.

But your mother thinks that the missing young people have become evil spirits, worried about your grandfather's health, and afraid that something will happen to you..."

"Why do I think the evil ghost is haunting, didn't you read the message sent by my father before the first aid, so that Muzi must not go back to Tiangong Town recently. Li Xiangzhi interrupted her husband's words out of breath and said.

"Wife, that's obviously a coincidence..."Zhang Hanmin married his wife who opened a palace temple in the family, and had a son who could do tricks, but 'Iron Tooth' never believed in ghosts and gods, so when he heard this, he blurted out a rebuttal, but halfway through the words, seeing Li Xiangzhi's pale face, he changed his distressed tone and said: "Okay, okay, what you say is what it is."

Come, sit on the couch for a while, rest, and when you feel better, we'll go to the hospital. ”

"No need to rest, I'm fine, Dad doesn't know how he's in the intensive care unit yet, we'll go to the hospital to see him now. Li Xiangzhi shook her head, reluctantly stood up, and said.

"How are you going to go now, I'm in the 'center' and just call Muzi to say goodbye to safety, let's go directly to the hospital, you just don't want to, now that you're back at home, you have to take a breath." Zhang Hanmin persuaded with a heartache.

"Just make a phone call, and don't see my son okay with my own eyes, how can I rest assured, not to mention that you haven't watched those movies, ghosts can interfere with the phone waves, and the call is not accurate at all. Li Xiangzhi shook her head and said to her husband in a too much way, and then told Zhang Muzi: "Muzi, in the past few days, it is estimated that my father and mother have to run at both ends of the hospital and the supplementary delivery center, and I can't take care of you."

You are at home by yourself, if you are tired, let the Filipino maids cook, if you don't like the taste they make, go out to eat, remember to eat more nutritious things, and don't go back to Tiangong Town, if you are bored, go to a crowded place to stay, preferably those palaces and temples where incense is flourishing. ”

"I know Mom, don't worry, I'll do as you say. Zhang Muzi didn't think so, but he agreed in his mouth.

Hearing her son say this, Li Xiangzhi showed a relieved expression on her face, turned her head and urged her husband: "Husband, let's go, try to get to the hospital before the rush hour to avoid traffic jams." ”

Seeing that his wife ignored his own dissuasion, Zhang Hanmin could only sigh, barely supporting his father's majesty, and commanded his son, "When your mother and I are away, you have to take care of the house, you know?" Carrying Li Xiangzhi and walking slowly towards the garage.

Seeing his parents leave and getting enough time to implement the plan, Zhang Muzi was worried about his grandfather's body and his mother's spirit, not only did he not feel the slightest pleasure in his heart, but he felt an inexplicable anger burning in his heart, but he didn't know who to blame and who to vent to.

He gritted his teeth and stood in front of the open door for a long time, and suddenly said to the Filipino maids without looking back, "Mary, Marian, I went out to eat with my friends, and by the way, I don't have to wait for me to come back at night." He strode out of the house and ran towards the garage.

Yuantai Island covers an area of only 36,000 square kilometers, but there are nearly 25 million permanent residents, in addition to millions of tourists, workers, and students.

And the government's control of private cars is neither the exorbitant tax nor the expensive cost of gas, but the horrible parking fees in the city.

Taking Yuanbei City as an example, if the price of a paid parking space in the downtown area is calculated by the hour, it may be more than 100 yuan, that is to say, ordinary salaried people drive to work, if they can't find a free parking space that can be used, it is better to make up a reason to take leave to go home and be deducted from a day's salary.

In this case, the average young person may not have much desire to buy a car even after work, let alone students, but there are always exceptions to everything, such as Zhang Muzi, who never cared about 'miscellaneous expenses', and on his eighteenth birthday, he just had his first car, BMW X1.

Light recreational vehicle, small and sturdy, easy for novices to drive, in case of an accident and collision will not be too much of a loss, the brand is acceptable but not particularly eye-catching, these characteristics are the reason why the mother chose X1 for Zhang Muzi, but if she knew that her son would one day drive the speed to one hundred and fifty miles, she must have regretted buying him this 'big toy'.

On the spacious highway, with a wide field of vision, Zhang Muzi stepped on the accelerator tightly, relying on speed to vent the anger in his heart;

While listening to the sweet voice of the 'navigator', she reported the route, "There are still 41 kilometers to the wharf of the fishing market of 'Haiweijiao', please pay attention to the road conditions, please turn right 800 meters ahead...".

After galloping for a while, he almost rear-ended a milky white Toyota Jeep that crashed into the guardrail at the turn, he slammed the steering wheel and drew a thrilling 'S' shape on the ground, and after dodging, he broke out in a cold sweat and his mind calmed down instantly.

Slowing down the speed of the car, glad that he didn't encounter the police officers along the way, Zhang Muzi took two deep breaths, muttered to himself, "It's crazy...", and dropped the window.

By this time he was on the shoreline, and the air was filled with the salty smell of the sea breeze, and a few kilometers further, he began to smell a stronger and stronger fresh smell lingering on the tip of his nose, and then he saw a magnificent pier in the distance.

As the closest fishing market wharf to Yuanbei City, which directly supplies fresh seafood to 3 million people and has the spare capacity to export profits, Haiweijiao is huge, and there are nearly 10 berths for super-large distant-water fishing vessels with a total tonnage of more than 10,000;

hundreds of berths for large fishing vessels of more than 1,000 tons;

As for the berths of small boats of tens or hundreds of tons that can only be fished inshore, there are countless of them.

And with its strong ship throughput is built near the sea, stretching for miles of at least tens of thousands of square meters of seafood stores and giant cold storage, Zhang Muzi entered it, it felt like coming to a seaside town, but in this town immersed in the brilliant sunshine, there are only a few people.

However, seafood, seafood, pay attention to the 'day of life, the day of eating', without that a 'fresh' word there is no price, no matter how rare, delicious seafood once into the cold storage immediately become a bargain, so the "fishing market wharf" are all with the night return of the fishing boats, early in the morning began to pick goods, open, stack wholesale just shipped live seafood.

It has been in full swing until about eight o'clock in the morning, and then the bottom of the goods that no one wants will be 'swept' into the cold storage, and the market will close and rest, and it is also necessary to be empty above the fishing market in the evening.

Zhang Muzi has long learned about the 'joints' from the Internet, so he is not surprised at all.

After making a few laps around the 'ghost town'-like wharf, he noted the location of the various 'markets', and parked the car at an old man with gray hair, dark skin, wearing a dirty dark blue overalls, with his chest and breasts exposed, and his ribs were clearly visible, leaning against the side of the gate of a 'catch market', lying on an old bamboo chair napping.

"Uncle, uncle, wake up," Zhang Muzi poked his head out of the car window and raised his voice and shouted, "I have something to do for you to be 'healthy'."

Hearing the first half of his words, the old man didn't move at all, but the second half of the sentence 'good health' had not yet landed, but he opened his eyes suddenly, glared at Zhang Muzi and shouted: "You boy, I go from dark to dawn, and I can't sleep peacefully. ”

"I would like to ask, is there usually a 'pomfret' sold in the fishing market?" Zhang Muzi asked.

Pomfret is an extremely aggressive carnivorous fish species in both freshwater and brackish water, and its ferocious nature is evident in the ferocity of the so-called 'piranha' that humans fear when they hear its name.

The old man didn't know the reason why Zhang Muzi specifically asked 'pomfret', but he felt that what he asked was too layman, so he shook his head disdainfully, and replied in a verbose manner: "Fishing in the sea is not fish farming, who can know that there are dozens of kinds of 'pomfret' on the net, big red, three-point, white spots..."

"Uncle, disturb your rest, please pack a cigarette and smoke. Zhang Muzi interrupted the old man's words impatiently, and dug out six or seven hundred yuan of banknotes from the car's 'change bowl' and handed it over through the car window;

While saying, "I'm talking about the most common pomfret of any species, any kind and appearance." ”