Chapter 951 I contracted this fish pond (34)
"Plop!"
There was a sound of water, and Jiang Tang jumped off the boat with the captain.
The blue water was deep in color. The captain hurriedly kicked his legs up to the surface, and his hands were free again. The wound on his neck was soaked in water, and he felt a stinging sensation, which made him wake up instantly.
I glanced around.
The woman was nowhere to be seen.
The crew fished him aboard.
"Captain, that woman must have come ashore. Should we go catch her?"
The captain wiped his face, sat on the deck, reached out and grabbed the dozen diamonds, smiled, and then quickly stuffed the diamonds into his pocket.
"What are you chasing! Set off the boat and get out of here!"
To be so generous, these diamonds are worth more than his entire shipment, he is not a simple person.
Just give it up and leave as soon as possible.
It’s not a bad road trip!
……
The ship slowly turned around and left.
Jiang Tang swam to the shore, dragging his heavy clothes and walking to the path one step at a time.
She was lucky, there were so many island countries in the middle of the sea, and that ship actually took her home.
According to the memory in his mind, he walked along a path paved with green tiles to the end. The sound of water squirting could be heard at every step. Finally, Jiang Tang stopped, raised his head, and looked at the tavern in front of him.
The lights inside the tavern were dim, and a small yellow lamp hung on the wall in front of the bar. Three or two moths bumped into it one after another, making a subtle popping sound.
Jiang Tang stepped in and walked in. The smell of whiskey filled his nose, mixed with the smell of damp stools or table wood. There was a row of stools in front of the bar. A man was sleeping on the bar with his back to the door, his snoring echoing in the lonely tavern.
The weather has turned dark, but the tavern has not yet opened. The small door made of two wooden boards is casually lying at the door. This shows that the attitude of the tavern owner is too passive in doing business. Even if the shelves behind the bar are full of Good wine, but when it came time to drink, there wasn't a single customer in sight. On the contrary, it was the boss himself, lying there drunk, snoring loudly.
Jiang Tang walked around behind the bar, got himself a glass, and poured a glass of whiskey.
The boss raised his eyes in confusion. The dim light cast a shadow under his eyes. There were still bread crumbs on his beard, his red nose was big and flat, and his red hair was growing messily. Obviously, I haven’t combed it for a long time.
Jiang Tang took a sip of wine, looked at the man opposite, and shouted softly.
"Papa Hoon."
Hu En struggled to open his eyes and raised his hand to wave in front of him, trying to see clearly. The alcohol numbed his tongue, making it difficult for him to speak.
"You look... very similar to my Tangtang."
Jiang Tang touched his hair.
I haven't trimmed my hair in half a year, and the short hair that was ear-length has turned into waist-length hair.
The drunk father did not recognize her.
Jiang Tang had no choice but to help him and let him go back to sleep.
"Have a good sleep."
Hu En staggered and turned his head to look at Jiang Tang's face. The bearded face looked a bit fierce, especially the deep scar under the eye, which made him look untouchable.
But now, Jiang Tang only saw the sadness in his eyes.
After sighing silently, Dad fell into a deep sleep, muttering Jiang Tang's name.
Unfortunately, the original owner died in a storm at sea.
There was no change in her room. The quilt was neatly laid out and soft and warm. When she opened the cabinet, the clothes in the cabinet were still dry in the humid weather. It seemed that they were often taken out for washing and drying.
(End of chapter)