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When Jiang Nuonuo was three and a half years old, her mother was kicked out by her husband's family, her uncle was seriously ill, and her maternal grandfather's family was so poor that they couldn't even scrape rice out of the bottom of the pot.
Everyone said that the Jiang family was finished.
But Nuo Nuo ran to the beach holding the small wooden bucket and shouted in a sweet voice: "Hai Hai, Nuo Nuo is hungry."
The next moment, the low tide beach exploded.
Blue crabs lined up to dig into the bucket, sea cucumbers protruded from the cracks in the rocks, old clams opened their mouths to spit out pearls, and there was even a box of silver ingots hidden under the stranded broken ship.
The evil grandma who bullied them was dumbfounded.
The unscrupulous businessmen who stole business fell to their knees.
The wealthy households who looked down on the fishing villages were anxious.
Even the county magistrate came to the door in person: "Little ancestor, please save the salt-alkali land in the entire county!"
Nuo Nuo blinked: "I can save him, but one bag of rice is not enough, I need ten bags."
Since then, Poyu Village has changed.
Shellfish are raised on the tidal flats, fish are raised in the trenches, melons are grown on the salt land, and salt is dried by the sea breeze.
My mother ran a shop, my uncle ran a shipping business, my grandmother took care of the accounts, and my grandfather built the dock.
Nuonuo carries a small bamboo basket on her back. Today she picks up golden abalone, tomorrow she digs sea cucumbers, and the day after tomorrow she fishes out a beautiful father with amnesia.
When the powerful people in the capital came to her house and wanted to rob her family of sea routes and treasures, Nuo Nuo stood on the wave with a small shovel in her arms.
"This is a glutinous sea, not for bad people!"
