Chapter 437: Dream of eating instant noodles every day

The more Ye Yaodong thought about it, the more he regretted. Came back early, such a big phoenix tail conch is very valuable, but it's not as valuable as later, thinking like this... seems not so regrettable?

"Many sea conchs can also be used as horns, right?"

"Different. This one is said to be able to exorcise demons and ward off evil, protect peace. In the past, sea people and mountain people often used it as a horn to exorcise demons."

In ancient times, not only tribes and armies used conch horns as horns, but monks and Taoists in temples and temples also used this as a ritual instrument for preaching.

Because the conch sound is magnificent and brave and heard from afar, it metaphorizes the prosperity of Buddhist rituals, widely covered by the public, and can subdue demons, so the phoenix tail conch is called "Dharma conch".

Lin Xiuqing shrugged, "We don't have this luck? Good things won't always fall into our hands."

Ye Yaodong thought it was right. His luck was already better than many people, so he should be content, and it's impossible for all good things to fall into his hands alone. Others will also have good luck.

"Hmm, it's still picking treasures on a typhoon day. It's a pity that I can't go out to sea. If I could go out to sea, I would definitely make a fortune."

"Don't even think about it, life is important or money is important." Lin Xiuqing glanced at him and said angrily.

"I just said that, of course life is important..."

"Third Uncle~ go again when the tide recedes tomorrow, help us sell again..." Ye Chenghai finished counting the money he got, his hand kept covering his pocket, smiling with satisfaction.

Others also held their huge sums of money, extremely happy, nodding like garlic and looking at him expectantly.

Ye Yaodong distributed them equally according to the head count, but the big Ye Chenghai, Ye Chengjiang, and Lin Guangyuan would have two more cents, and others were the same.

"Tasted the sweetness? Tomorrow, maybe it will be a typhoon tomorrow and you can't go out."

"Bless not to have a typhoon tomorrow..."

"Typhoon waves are big, waves are big, there are goods."

"Then have a typhoon later..."

"Alright, wait until you earn enough, then have a typhoon, brew for three or five days first."

"Right right right..."

Ye Yaodong rolled his eyes, "Am I the God? I say when the typhoon comes, it comes? And right right right, right your big head, you still think about how to spend the money in your hands."

Lin Xiuqing couldn't help but say, "It's okay to save it, why spend it."

"Do you think they look like they can save it?"

"Hehe, Third Uncle, we want to buy instant noodles..."

"Getting beaten is not my business."

"We buy them and eat them secretly at your place... Third Uncle, your courtyard is really well enclosed..."

"Convenient for you to steal food, right?"

"Hehe~"

Lin Xiuqing reminded them that dinner was coming soon. These children suppressed their excited hearts and ran toward the grocery store as soon as they finished eating.

Ye Yaodong's family had just finished eating and moved stools to the door to cool off, when they saw a long string of children appearing at his door after the dog barked twice.

Ye's eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law sat at the door to cool off and saw them running past, rushing to the next door. It was just a wall away, but they could still clearly hear their scolding. Scolding them like monkeys, jumping up and down all day, running away without a shadow as soon as they finished eating, running around everywhere.

And this group of children ran to Ye Yaodong's house, and put an index finger on their lips to hush, letting everyone not make a sound.

Lin Xiuqing was amused, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid I'll complain? Just finished eating, and you want to eat instant noodles?"

"Third Aunt, you must not say, otherwise we will have our butts beaten to bloom."

"Hmm, know, do you want me to help you cook?"

"No need no need, we just crush it, put the seasoning powder in and shake it, and we

The others nearby were already crushing them there; only after crushing them into pieces did they tear open the packaging, put all the seasoning packets in, but they hesitated over whether to also add the extra oil packet.

At this moment, Ye Xiuxiu craftily took out her own oil packet and gave it to Lin Xiuqing, "Third Aunt, I'll give you my oil packet to cook with, but you must not tell my mother."

A girl's brain is just more flexible; the few boys were only thinking about eating.

"Yes, yes, yes, Third Aunt, we'll all give you our oil packets to cook with, and tomorrow you can let Third Uncle help us sell them again..."

Before long, Lin Xiuqing's hands were piled full of little bags of oil packets, and she smiled as she collected them, "Alright then."

Only then did the children contentedly pinch the openings of their bags shut and shake them up and down.

Ye Chenghu and Ye Chengyang each pulled on one side of Lin Xiuqing's hem; she knew exactly what they wanted without them even needing to say it with those longing eyes.

Ye Yaodong, who was holding his little daughter and playing nearby, saw this and also said, "Give them one bag each; otherwise, everyone else has something to eat, and they're just standing there watching."

"They just finished eating and now they're eating this... I cooked 6 bags this morning and only 5 were left. I wanted to save them to cook for you all as breakfast tomorrow morning, but now that they've eaten them, there won't be any for tomorrow..." Lin Xiuqing muttered as she went to the cupboard to get them for them, and she also got a portion for Lin Guangyuan.

"It's fine, we'll go buy two more bags tomorrow. You can cook some porridge while you're at it; I'm not eating this noodles, I want porridge."

Lin Xiuqing glared at him, "This bag costs several mao; whose family eats like this every day? You make it sound so easy."

"Then forget it, just let them share the two bags. If it's not enough, putting a little bit of noodles in to soak is the same thing."

In their eyes, instant noodles are a luxury item, but in his eyes, this is junk food; eating too much causes internal heat, so eating a little less is fine.

They were quite content to have some to eat; they put small pieces dipped in seasoning powder into their mouths, biting down with a crunch—it couldn't have been more fragrant.

"So delicious!"

"Mmm~ Too tasty~ Let's buy more tomorrow after we make money!"

"If only we could eat this every day from now on..."

"When I make money in the future, I'll eat instant noodles every day..."

Ye Yaodong laughed from ear to ear when he heard this; you'll understand when you grow up.

When they reached the bottom, the little bit left had a lot of seasoning, so they knocked it from their left hand to their right hand several times to separate the seasoning, pinched that little corner tight, and then dumped the noodles into their mouths all at once, licking their paws in the process.

"It really was too delicious, too fragrant."

"Mmm... so full..."

"I think I could eat another bag..."

"It's so expensive, let's eat more tomorrow..."

After finishing, Ye Chenghai saw that Ye Chengyang still had half a bag left in his hand, so he tilted his head directly over and whispered, "Yangyang, you still have a lot, can you finish it?"

Ye Chengyang vigilantly pinched the opening of the bag shut in an instant, then hid behind the old lady, only poking out a small head, "I can finish it, this is mine."

The old lady smiled with a face full of affection, "Once you're done eating, all go to the doorway to cool off; don't crowd inside the room. There's a breeze at the doorway, how cool it is."

"Hmph hmph, stingy."

One by one, they finished eating, and only after licking their paws clean did they reluctantly give the bags to Lin Xiuqing to throw away.

With the motivation of instant noodles, the next morning, as soon as they crawled out of bed, they ran over again full of spirit, but they were sent away by Ye Yaodong with the excuse that the tide wouldn't recede until the afternoon.

The few of them had no choice but to go kill half a day in low spirits, and after finishing lunch, they ran over again, full of vigor and high spirits.

They were in high spirits and full of passion, and Ye Yaodong couldn't stop them from making money, so he had no choice but to take them and busy himself for half a day again.

"I clearly only gave birth to three, yet it's as if I gave birth to a soccer team. You guys are so annoying, go, go, go, once you've collected your money, get lost."

After Ye Yaodong distributed the money to them, he hurriedly sent them all away; they were hovering in front of him all day long, "Third Uncle this, Third Uncle that," until his ears were calloused. It was so annoying.

"Hehe~ Thank you, Third Uncle!"

"Thank you, Third Uncle..."

One by one, they collected their money again, so happy they were about to fly, and hurriedly ran outside.

Lin Xiuqing said with a huff, "Why do I feel like you're having a lot of fun playing with them? You're enjoying it."

"Is that so? I don't think so, I was clearly forced to take them along?"

Ye Yaodong looked contentedly at the small half-bucket of mud crabs he had picked up nearby, as well as the half-bucket of miscellaneous fish, shrimp, and crabs, a bucket full of scallops, and a basin of clams; with such a harvest, he did indeed look quite happy.

The old lady smiled and said, "They like you, which means you dote on them and are good to them. Children are always close to whoever is good to them."

"Understood, tomorrow I'll take a stick and beat them all up, so they don't run over to annoy me every day."

The old lady smiled and tapped him with her palm-leaf fan.

Typhoons come when they want and blow when they want.

Another day of happy times passed. During the day, the sky was originally clear and sunny, but the waves on the beach were larger, and the wind blowing over was cooler. Who would have thought that by the afternoon, the wind speed would increase rapidly.

The tide on the beach was rising fully, and when it was time for the tide to recede, it still didn't recede; instead, the tide had a tendency to rise.

It was clearly three o'clock in the afternoon, but it looked as if it were already seven or eight in the evening. The sky was dark and gloomy, as if the heavens were brewing a violent rage, and the wind was whistling and blowing.

The group of children at home saw that they couldn't go to the beach to make money, and they were all very disappointed, so they could only play with other things. They all ran to the doorway to catch the breeze, leaning in the direction the typhoon was blowing.

"Ah~ I'm going to be blown away by the typhoon~"

"Haha, so cool, I'm going to fly away~"

"Oh oh oh~ A typhoon is coming, a typhoon is coming~"

One by one, they spread their arms and were blown along in the direction the typhoon was blowing, shouting joyfully, carefree and playing with immense happiness.

A child's happiness is just that simple.

Ye Yaodong looked at the two osmanthus trees at the doorway; they felt too small to withstand the typhoon's blowing, and even now, they were already swaying violently.

Fearing they would be uprooted by the typhoon, he hurriedly went to find a few sticks, inserted three around each tree, and then tied them together with straw; this was utilizing the stability of a triangle.

The roofs of houses in the south are also basically triangular, which is just to utilize the stability of a triangle.

The children watched him busy himself going in and out, and they also gathered around with interest.

"Dad, are you afraid the osmanthus trees will be blown away?"

"Yes, you would also be blown away if you were outside, let alone these two small saplings."

"Oh~ It's so cool on a typhoon day, so comfortable~ If only a typhoon blew every day, it's so fun, I'm going to be blown away by the typhoon~ Oh oh oh~"

After the children were done being curious, they ran outside the courtyard again, continuing to be blown along by the typhoon, their mouths also screaming excitedly.

Ye Yaodong muttered behind them, "If a typhoon blew every day, the whole village would have to drink the northwest wind along with it."

Lin Xiuqing walked out from the room and said in a low voice, "Adong, is it safe under the tree?"

"What's unsafe about it? The courtyard is fenced, and we have a guard dog, plus no one knows. After the courtyard was fenced, I turned the soil and checked it once."

"That's good."

"Just bury it there; we don't have any place to spend a lot of money for the time being, so keep this for retirement later."

"Mmm."