Chapter 110

Ye Yaodong thought about it and pondered. There must be waves, and his small wooden boat definitely couldn't withstand them, but the one A Guang's family just bought should be fine.

The typhoon is still a few days away, and it's uncertain whether it will hit head-on. Today, their weather here hasn't been affected all day, and their near sea shouldn't be affected too violently tomorrow.

"Then let's try it. Go early and return early. If the waves are too big, we'll hurry back."

"Alright, it's a deal."

"Mm, let's go at five in the morning? Don't go too far either."

"Alright, that's fine."

Afraid of getting beaten, A Guang didn't dare to say he'd go in to sit and drink tea or anything. The two just squatted under the tree to smoke together, chatted for a while, and fed the mosquitoes for a while.

When the last cigarette in A Guang's pocket was finished, he was also driven away.

He had no regrets; giving his future brother-in-law a cigarette was the right thing to do!

After Ye Yaodong returned to the room, he told his wife about his plan to go out to sea early in the morning. Lin Xiuqing, however, was a bit worried.

"Will it be too dangerous?"

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

Seeing her still frowning, Ye Yaodong held her and sat her on his lap. "Don't worry, we're just going to the near sea. Tomorrow morning, I'll go early to collect the goods from the ground cages, and by the way, put the newly made ground cages down together. Let's see if we can net more goods during the typhoon weather. Then I'll take the small boat to the shelter and get on A Guang's boat to go out and see."

"Alright, you see for yourself, pay attention to safety."

"After this typhoon passes, I'll accompany you back to your parents' home for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and then stay for two days. You haven't been back for more than half a year." As he spoke, his hands also became restless.

"Alright," she slapped away his mischievous hands. "The two children haven't slept yet."

"I don't want to sleep!"

"I don't want to either!"

Ye Yaodong turned his head and glared at the two who were doing somersaults on the bed. "When we move to the new house, you two will sleep in your own room."

"No, I want to sleep with Mom!"

"I want Mom too!"

"Dad sleeps alone!"

"Mm, right!"

Ye Yaodong glared at the two little brats who were echoing each other. "This is my wife!"

"It's my mom!"

"It's my mom!"

"Hurry up and go to sleep!"

Lin Xiuqing slapped him and broke free from his embrace. "What are you arguing with your own sons for? They'll sleep once the lights are off."

"Hee hee~ Dad is shameless, so old and still wants to hug Mom to sleep."

"What nonsense are you talking about, hurry up and lie down." Lin Xiuqing caught the eldest son, slapped his little butt, and forced him to lie down and not move.

Ye Yaodong also went to pull the wire by the bed. Only when the lights were off would these two sleep honestly, and only then could he think about what he wanted.

Recently, he had gotten used to getting up early. As soon as it was four in the morning, seeing the sky outside beginning to brighten, he immediately sat up and got out of bed lightly.

With something on his mind, even if he wanted to sleep, he couldn't sleep that deeply.

The rustling sound of putting on clothes directly woke Lin Xiuqing up. She said in a low voice, "Wear an extra layer of clothes. The wind is strong at sea, and after the White Dew, it's a bit cool in the morning and evening. Pay attention to safety."

"Mm, you sleep a while longer, it's still very early."

"Mm."

Before the time he agreed with A Guang, he went out to sea first. Anyway, it was already agreed that he would let him pick him up at the shelter when the time came.

Just a few ground cages, collecting and putting them down was very fast.

He came out relatively early because it was typhoon weather, so there were few people at the pier early in the morning, and a large portion of the boats on the shore hadn't been taken to the shelter yet.

While enjoying the cool air last night, he heard that some people felt it was already autumn, and several typhoons this year hadn't passed through here, so they felt this typhoon wouldn't pass through either. They didn't intend to take them to the shelter, as it was quite troublesome to go back and forth every time, so they planned to park at the pier this time.

Seeing so many boats, he remembered that it seemed like one year, because of typhoon weather, many boats in the village weren't taken to the shelter. On that day, the typhoon was too big, and the villagers were worried that the boats parked at the pier would be washed away by the waves or smashed to pieces, so they braved the wind and rain that day to take the boats to the shelter, but as a result, many didn't return.

Then, for nearly a month, no boats went out to sea to fish. The scattered ones that did go caught fish with human hair and fingernails in their stomachs, and no one dared to eat them.

The village also fasted and prayed for blessings for a month because of this.

He didn't know if it was this time; the time was too long ago, and he had lived in a muddled way, so he couldn't remember clearly, but he felt it was necessary to remind them. After returning from the sea in the afternoon, he would go remind Secretary Chen.

Pondering this matter in his heart, but it was too early now, and he still had to go out to sea, so he could only wait until he returned in the afternoon to remind him.

Using a bamboo pole to push the small boat away, he then started to row the oar, slowly steering the boat toward the center of the sea. Opening it to the sea surface a bit further away, he clearly saw how big the waves were at sea. The small boat was shaking violently, but it could still withstand it.

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He steered the boat toward the position of the buoy where the ground cages were placed, and first pulled up the ground cages placed two days ago one by one.

The first net actually pulled up 3-4 jin of small white shrimp, as well as 7-8 jin of various sizes of fish, both good and bad, and more than a dozen large stone crabs, which could be worth the goods of 5-6 previous nets.

He happily poured them all into the bucket and continued to pull along the rope. He pulled more than a dozen nets in a row, and the harvest was quite good.

He pulled and placed them as he went, until all the goods from the ground cages were collected into the bucket, and then he put the newly made ground cage nets down, just in time to net more goods during this wave of typhoon.

The three water buckets brought on the boat were already full at this time. He didn't have time to sort them now, so he could only throw them all into the buckets and wait until he got on A Guang's boat to sort them during the free time when the boat was sailing.

He estimated that the value of these goods was no worse than dragging a net for a day, and only in typhoon weather could every net be explosive.

The waves constantly hit the small boat, and he could only face the waves, driving a small boat floating and drifting, and the sky gradually brightened.

After he reached the shelter and parked the boat, he waited for about ten minutes before A Guang arrived.

"Quite punctual."

"I calculated it well. Opening it all the way here, I see the waves are okay and can be withstood."

He carried the goods from several buckets onto A Guang's boat and said, "I also feel it's okay. Let's open it a bit further later and see. If the situation isn't right, we'll run away early."

"Your harvest today is quite good? How many rows of ground cages?"

"36 nets, it's not bad. I guess the waves rolled the goods in. I just saw several blue crabs, the swimming crabs are estimated to be about ten jin, the small white shrimp are also rare to have 5-6 jin, and there are also mantis shrimp, and there are quite a few miscellaneous fish. You drive the boat later, and I'll sort them."

"Mm, I have a premonition that this trip of ours will definitely be a bumper harvest!"

"From your Pei Shun's sixth sense?"

"Of course! Risks are often accompanied by opportunities."

"Makes sense!"

The two talked as they drove the boat out of the shelter.