Back To the Small Fishing Village In 1982

  Chapter 111 Going to sea on a typhoon day (monthly ticket 500 plus more)

  Ye Yaodong thought about it, pondered for a while, there must be waves, his small wooden boat would definitely not be able to bear it, but the one just bought by A Guang's family should be fine.

  The typhoon is still a few days away, and it is not sure whether it will attack head-on. The weather on their side has not been affected all day today, and their offshore areas should not be affected too much tomorrow.

   "Then let's try, go early and return early, if the waves are too big, we will come back quickly."

   "Okay, then it's a deal."

   "Well, why don't you go at five o'clock in the morning? Don't go too far."

"OK, alright."

   Afraid of being beaten, Ah Guang didn’t dare to go in and have a drink of tea at the moment. The two just squatted under the tree and smoked together, chatted for a while, and fed the mosquitoes for a while.

   When Ah Guang finished smoking the last cigarette in his pocket, he was also driven away.

  He has no complaints or regrets, and he should smoke cigarettes for his future uncle!

  After returning to the house, Ye Yaodong told his wife about his plan to go out to sea in the early morning, but Lin Xiuqing was a little worried.

   "Is it too dangerous?"

   "It's okay, if the waves are too big, we'll just turn around and come back."

Seeing that she was still frowning, Ye Yaodong hugged her and sat on his lap, "Don't worry, it's just going to the sea. I'll go early tomorrow morning to collect the goods in the ground cage, and I will also collect the ground cage together. Come back, so that the typhoon and the waves will not be destroyed. Then drive the boat to the safe haven, and then board Ah Guang's boat to go out and have a look."

   "Okay, then look for yourself and be safe."

   "After this typhoon is over, I will accompany you back to your mother's house to send off the Mid-Autumn Festival, and then stay for two more days. You haven't been back for more than half a year." As he spoke, his hands became disheveled.

   "Okay", she slapped his mischievous hand, "The two children are not asleep yet."

   "I don't want to sleep!"

   "Me neither!"

  Ye Yaodong turned his head and stared at the two who were somersaulting on the bed, "When we move to a new house, the two of you will sleep in the same room."

   "No, I want to sleep with my mother!"

   "I want a mother too!"

   "Daddy sleeps alone!"

"Yep!"

  Ye Yaodong glared at the two brats who agreed, "This is my wife!"

   "It's my mother!"

   "It's my mother!"

   "Quickly put me to bed!"

  Lin Xiuqing patted him and broke free from his embrace, "What are you arguing with my son? After turning off the lights, they will fall asleep."

   "Hee hee ~ Daddy is shameless, he still hugs mother to sleep when he grows up."

   "What nonsense, lie down quickly." Lin Xiuqing caught the eldest son and patted his little butt, forcing him to lie down and not move.

  Ye Yaodong also went to pull the wire beside the bed. After turning off the lights, the two could sleep peacefully and he could think about what he thought.

  Recently, he got used to getting up early. As soon as it was four o'clock in the morning, when he saw the sky outside, he immediately sat up and got up lightly.

   With things on my mind, I can't sleep so deeply when I want to sleep.

  The sound of getting dressed carefully woke up Lin Xiuqing directly, she whispered: "Put on an extra layer of clothes, the sea is windy, and Bailu is a little cold in the morning and evening, be careful."

   "Well, sleep a little longer, it's still early."

"Um."

   Before it was time to make an appointment with Ah Guang, he went out to sea first. Anyway, he had already agreed to go to the safe haven to pick him up at that time.

  It’s just a few ground cages, once you put them away, it will be very fast.

  He came out earlier, because of the typhoon, there was no one at the pier early in the morning, and a large number of ships on the shore had not yet sailed to the safe haven.

Last night when I was enjoying the cool weather, I heard that some people thought it was already autumn. Several typhoons have not passed by them this year, and I feel that this typhoon will not pass by either. Yes, I plan to stop at the pier this time.

Seeing so many boats, he remembered that one year, because of the typhoon, many boats in the village did not go to the safe haven. The typhoon was too strong that day, and the villagers were worried that the boats would be washed away or smashed to pieces when they docked at the pier. The wind and rain drove the boat to a safe haven, but many of them never came back.

   Then there were no boats out to sea for nearly a month, and there were scattered ones. The stomachs of the caught fish were full of human hair and nails, and no one dared to eat them.

  The village also fasted and prayed for a month.

   I don’t know if it’s this time, it’s been too long, and he’s been in a muddle, so he can’t remember clearly, but he thinks it’s necessary to remind him. When he returns from the sea in the afternoon, he will remind Secretary Chen.

  He was thinking about it, but it was too early, and he had to go to sea, so he had to wait until the afternoon to remind him.

He propped the boat open with a bamboo pole, and then he went to the oars, and slowly drove the boat to the middle of the sea, and when he drove to the farther sea, he clearly saw how big the waves were on the sea, and the boat was shaking a little bit, but still can bear.

  He sailed the boat to the buoy position where the ground cages were placed, and first pulled up the ground cages that had been put down two days ago.

The first net actually pulled up 3-4 catties of small white shrimp, 7-8 catties of various fishes of various sizes, good and bad, and a dozen large stone crabs, all of which were equal to the previous 5-6 nets. The goods are gone.

  He poured everything into the bucket with joy, and continued to pull along the rope, pulling more than a dozen nets in a row, and the harvest was very good.

   He didn't put away the ground cage until all the goods were received in the bucket.

The three buckets brought on the boat were already full at this time, and he had no time to sort them now, so he had to throw them all into the buckets, and waited for Ah Guang’s boat, and then took advantage of the free time when the boat was sailing. Slow sorting.

  He visually judged that the value of these goods was no worse than that of the ones they dragged for a day, and only Typhoon Tian could make every net explode.

  The waves kept hitting the boat, and he could only go up the waves, driving a small boat to float, and the sky gradually brightened.

  After he arrived at the safe haven and docked the boat, it took about ten minutes for Ah Guang to arrive.

   "It's pretty punctual."

   "I did a good job. I drive this way, and I think the waves are okay, and they should be able to bear it."

He lifted several barrels of goods onto Ah Guang's boat, and took the floor cage over by the way, so as not to lose them on the boat, and said: "I think it's okay, I will drive a little further to see if there is any sign No, let's run away as soon as possible."

   "You harvested well today? How many rows of cages?"

"36 pieces, that's not bad. I guess the waves have brought in the goods. I just saw a few blue crabs. The swimming crab is estimated to be ten catties. The small white shrimp is also rare. There are 5-6 catties, and there are shrimps, miscellaneous. There are also a lot of fish, I will sort them later when you sail the boat."

   "Well, I have a hunch that our trip will definitely have a good harvest!"

   "From your Pei Shun's sixth sense?"

   "Of course! Are risks always accompanied by opportunities?"

   "Makes sense!"

   The two of them drove the boat out of the safe haven while talking.

  (end of this chapter)