Capítulo 872: Stranded for Death

There was no harvest that day. There were some rare marine creatures, but they were all too small and too young. Zhang Zian threw them back into the sea after picking them up and looking at them. He continued the search with his head down.

"Uncle! Uncle!"　　

Loud, flapping footsteps came behind him. It was the specific sound of when shoes flapped against the sand.　　

Zhang Zian didn't look back. Who could possibly be the uncle? It was surely not him.　

"Uncle! Uncle!"

The footsteps came even closer. A shadow suddenly stepped out from one side, and stopped in front of Zhang Zian.　　

"Uncle, you… Do you have hearing problems?"　　

An outgoing boy put his hands on his knees and panted heavily, either from the workout or the sea breeze. His cheeks were as red as fire.　　

Zhang Zian was speechless. "Why did you call me uncle?"