I Wore It Back After 60 Years

Chapter 700 Melo Beads

After talking about his own family affairs, Li Xingxing became interested in catching the sea.

"Brother Xia, let's also pick up seafood." Picking up seafood porridge, seafood soup or fried seafood is full of sense of accomplishment.

What can Xia Mingxing do?
Give up your life to accompany your daughter-in-law!

They didn't bring anything to catch the sea. Xia Xingxing exchanged a catty of food stamps for the extra bamboo baskets of middle-aged women who carried children. He was so happy that the other party showed his big teeth and put away the food stamps like a baby.

Not to mention that Li Xingxing took out a big white rabbit toffee, peeled it off, and stuffed it into the child's mouth.

The child looked like two or three years old, not a baby.

Otherwise, she would not dare to feed others candy casually.

The middle-aged woman patted her chest: "If you can't find it, I can give you what I found!"

She arrived as soon as the morning tide fell, which was a little rewarding.

Li Xingxing smiled at her, "Let's pick it up for a while, and then talk about it when we can't pick it up."

Catch the sea, here she comes!

The leather shoes stepped on the beach, making the corners of the middle-aged woman's mouth twitch in distress.

They must be rich, rich.

Li Xingxing yelled from time to time: "Shrimp crawler! Haihong! Sea oysters! Brother Xia, come quickly! Sea oysters are delicious!"

It's not the best time to catch the sea, and the wind is not particularly strong, so the number of seafood that is swept up by the tide and landed on the beach is not much, but Li Xingxing can't catch up with the freshness!

Even picked up a big snail!

She held the big conch and shook it at Xia Xingxing: "Little Brother Xia, tell me, is there an orange pearl in it?"

Mele beads worth millions!

Xia Xingxing smiled: "I am very convinced of your fortune, but now..."

"How is it now?" Li Xingxing asked.

He said: "I'm not sure, no one can understand God's partiality."

After listening to their conversation, the middle-aged woman suddenly asked, "Is it a yellow bead?"

"Yeah, have you seen it?" Li Xingxing turned his head instantly, looking at her with piercing eyes, "It's just yellow beads, inside the conch shell, there are orange, orange, yellow and other colors."

The middle-aged woman grinned: "I have one at home, can I change it for a five-jin food stamp?"

Li Xingxing was stunned: "Does your family have one?"

No, Merlot conch is generally produced in Myanmar, Thailand, Vietnam and other Southeast Asia, as well as the Pacific Ocean and Indian Ocean, so I often see fishermen there opening up Merlot beads and making news.

There will be no Yellow Sea, unless the conch comes from there.

is it possible?
Li Xingxing is not very clear.

She heard the middle-aged woman laugh and said, "There is one. My man brought it back from the south before he was alive. He is a sailor and often goes to sea. He eats conch meat over there. The oldest one is the same as the egg yolk. Everyone agrees." What is acquaintance. Comrade, if you really want it, I will give you five catties of food stamps, and I am willing to give it to you!"

He said so in his mouth, but he was worried in his heart, would she change it?

Five catties of food stamps was enough for the two of them to eat for several days.

After the husband's accident, their mother and daughter were kicked out by her husband's family, and their life went from bad to worse, worrying about food every day, for fear that one day they would stop eating, and starve to death like the old people in the village without anyone knowing.

Li Xingxing stretched out two palms: "Take it back and show it to me. If it's beautiful, I'll give you ten catties of food stamps!"

If it's the best melo beads, it doesn't hurt to add a little more.

For me, it is not a difficult thing, but for the mother and daughter who are dressed in rags and have bare feet, it is a timely help.

"You wait!" The middle-aged woman threw down a sentence and walked away, carrying the child on her back and carrying the basket.

In less than half an hour, she came back with the baby on her back.

Looking around, he was relieved to find Li Xingxing and Xia Xingxing rushing to the sea, hurried up to them, and handed them a rusty jar of malted milk: "Apart from yellow beads, do you want anything else? It's all left by my man, it's a mess, and I don't know it very well."

(End of this chapter)