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    Chapter 53: Hammering the Clam Shells

    Leng Xiyue said so because she didn't want outsiders to know that she had given birth to six angelic daughters.

    Girls are vulnerable, after all, and must be protected rigorously as they grow.

    "An orphan?" Hai Ge showed a face full of sympathy.

    After bandaging Leng Xiyue's foot, he pointed at the clam meat, "Eat up before it cools down and loses its taste."

    "It's okay, I'm packing it to go, sorry for eating and running," Leng Xiyue giggled.

    "Packing?" Hai Ge was somewhat surprised.

    "Yes, I have six... about six or seven good friends, they often give me food, so..."

    "Oh, it's for your friends, then let me put it in the fridge for you, and you can take it with you when you leave," Hai Ge said, taking the skewers to the cabin.

    Leng Xiyue hadn't expected there to be a fridge on board; fishermen's lives aren't too shabby.

    As the sunlight grew stronger, the shattered clam shells once again emitted a strange, colorful glow.

    Leng Xiyue felt more and more that these clam shells were valuable treasures, so she braved her foot pain and crawled over to the pile of shells.

    At this moment, in her eyes, the pile in front of her wasn't just clam shells, but a heap of gold, silver, and jewels.

    Suddenly, she had a business idea: if she could turn these clam shells into jewelry, they would surely sell for a good amount of money.

    "Xiaoyue, what are you doing?" Hai Ge hurried over, "Your foot just got bandaged; you can't move around like this."

    "Uh, I, I was thinking... to pack these shells as well, would you agree? I can pay for them," Leng Xiyue expressed eagerly.

    Even if she wanted to make a fortune, she couldn't just take away others' hard work. After all, they were the ones who caught the clam.

    "Pack these things too?" Hai Ge was even more surprised, "You're not also taking these to friends at the orphanage, are you?"

    "Um..."

    Before Leng Xiyue could answer, Hai Ge ran to the cabin again, "I'll get a sack to help you pack."

    "Bring a hammer!" Leng Xiyue shouted.

    "Got it," Hai Ge responded.

    By the fire, the men whispered among themselves.

    "Hai Ge is really diligent today, running back and forth without complaint."

    "Doing something for a beauty, huh? If it were me, I'd not tire either."

    "Do you think this woman could be the future Mrs. Hai?"

    "Hey, now that you mention it, it's possible..."

    Leng Xiyue, with her sharp hearing, caught these words and glared at the men annoyed.

    No, she had to leave this place as soon as possible to avoid these men joking about her for no reason.

    Unfortunately, she didn't have her phone on her, she planned to borrow Hai Ge's later.

    Hai Ge brought over a hammer and asked Leng Xiyue, "How small do you want them hammered?"

    Leng Xiyue thought for a moment, "About the size of a palm."

    What followed was Hai Ge dutifully hammering the clamshells, with Leng Xiyue quietly sorting on the side.

    She cleaned the hammered pieces and packed them into a sack.

    The other men had already tacitly accepted Leng Xiyue as their sister-in-law, so they all tactfully didn't disturb her.

    A single clamshell was the size of a double bed, so two shells amounted to two beds; hammering all of them to palm size was indeed no small task.

    By the time Hai Ge had finished breaking all the shells, the sun was almost setting.

    They filled up four whole sacks.

    Leng Xiyue looked at the four sacks of clamshells with joy on her face, knowing that these shells would soon bring her a great fortune.

    With money, she could buy a house and a car, and her children would no longer have to suffer alongside her.

    "Xiaoyue, do you really have so many friends at the orphanage?" Hai Ge kept shaking his sore hand.

    These four sacks of clamshells, how many pieces of jewelry would that make? Does the orphanage really have that many people?

    "No, actually, I was thinking..."

    Before Leng Xiyue could finish, seven or eight men had already gathered around.

    Lao Wu said, "Are you hammering these shells into pieces to sell them for money?"

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