Chapter 440

"What was that just now? Was it really a fish?"

Ye Yaodong looked out the window through the glass, but he couldn't see anything. The rain lashed against the window with a pattering sound from time to time, and he suspected that the sound he had just heard was just the rain hitting the window.

"We didn't see anything!" Ye Fu and Ye Mu also stretched their necks and said in unison.

Lin Xiuqing, holding a quilt in her arms, quickly said, "It was a fish, I saw it. I had just walked out of the room when I saw a fish hit the window."

"I'll open the door and go out to take a look. Dad, you wait a moment and come over to help close the door," Ye Yaodong said as he put the straw raincoat he had just taken off back on.

"I'll go out and take a look too."

It was right at their doorstep, so there was no danger. Ye Fu also wanted to see what kind of fish had been flung onto the window. He put on his straw raincoat, squeezed through the door crack, turned his head, and said to Ye Mu, "You close the door. The wind is strong outside, don't come o..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard Ye Yaodong's pleasantly surprised voice, "Ah, it's a grunt fish!"

Ye Fu was also delighted and hurriedly stepped forward, "Was this blown over by the typhoon?"

"It was probably swept up by the waves and then blown up by the wind."

Ye Yaodong smiled until his eyes disappeared, holding the dying grunt fish, and Ye Fu happily reached out to take it from his hands.

"If this could be blown to your doorstep, there must be a lot of fish on the beach. The waves are too big today; people in the village also picked up a lot of fish, shrimp, and crabs this morning."

"Let's take it inside first, the wind is too strong..."

"Hmm, let's go in first, let's go in... ah ah ah~ Dongzi~"

The father and son were happily planning to go inside, but Ye Fu saw another gust of strong wind roaring in, and a parabolic arc appeared next door as well.

"Huh?"

Ye Fu wasn't sure what it was for a moment. It was dark, and he only saw a black shadow fly past, "It seems like something flew to the doorstep of your second brother's house."

Ye Yaodong was surprised for a moment, and he also associated it with a fish, "Is it another fish?"

"I don't know, I didn't see it clearly. Here, take the fish, you take it inside, I'll go over and take a look..." Ye Fu stuffed the fish into Ye Yaodong's hands without further ado, then muttered as he walked toward the courtyard gate, "Why build a wall when everything is fine? It's clearly right next door, but you have to take a detour to walk one step... what a waste of money..."

Ye Yaodong clutched the grunt fish and watched his father walk out in a hurry; he also wanted to go over and take a look.

He turned his head and hurriedly knocked on the door. After throwing the fish in through the door crack, he also braved the wind and rain to walk outside the courtyard, only to see his father bending over at the courtyard gate. The heavy rain was beating against his back, and the tide was surging onto the ground three or four meters away before receding again.

He walked up and shouted, "What did you pick up? Sea cucumber? Was this swept up too?"

Ye Fu was beaming with joy, holding a thick sea cucumber and two large blood clams, "Such a big one, it weighs several taels. I didn't pay attention to my feet when I came over in such a hurry just now."

"Go take a look and then go home early."

It wasn't convenient to talk while standing in the wind and rain. After Ye Yaodong said this casually, he ran quickly to the doorstep of his second brother's house. The faint candlelight shining from the room illuminated the red snapper at the door, which was exceptionally pleasing to the eye.

Ye Yaodong's eyes lit up as he took a few quick steps forward and picked up the large red snapper. Ye Fu also followed closely behind.

"Ah! This fish is good!"

"It wasn't a wasted trip in the rain."

He held the fish and looked at the beach not far away. The surging waves there made his heart itch with impatience. The waves, one higher than the other, must have brought up a lot of good things.

But when the typhoon stops tomorrow, they might be slowly swept back into the sea by the high waves, and only a little residue will be left after the tide recedes.

What a pity...

Ye Fu followed his gaze to the beach. The layers of waves there were rolling over like mountains and seas, then receding. He was also a bit tempted, "Forget it, let's hurry home."

The waves are so big, don't get yourself killed.

Ye Yaohua heard Ye Chenghai shouting in the room that there were two people at the door, so he leaned over to the window to look and found that there really were people.

With a typhoon and a rainstorm, who would still be standing at the door?

After identifying them carefully, he realized it was his father and younger brother. He hurriedly opened a crack in the window and shouted, "Dad, Dongzi, what are you doing outside?"

The father and son were planning to go home, but they turned around and stepped forward.

Ye Yaodong held up the red snapper in his hand toward him, "I just saw the typhoon blow a fish to your door, so I ran over to pick it up."

"Ah?"

Ye Yaohua looked at the red snapper in his hand, which weighed about three or four jin, with a bewildered expression. He couldn't believe it. This is possible?

Can it be blown this far?

He looked at the sea surface again. He couldn't see it clearly, but the sound of the waves was rolling right in his ears. It didn't seem very far, did it?

The tide must be higher than usual during a typhoon. It seems normal for the waves to hit the fish up and then have it blown to the doorstep by the typhoon.

"Why did Dad come over? When did you come?"

"Just came a while ago. Dongzi and your eldest brother went over and insisted that I come over with your mother. You close the doors and windows well, the wind and rain are strong outside, we are going back too."

"Okay."

When his father was about to close the window, Ye Chengjiang pushed the window again, stretched his head out in a hurry, and shouted, "That's not it, Third Uncle, there are fish at the doorstep, isn't there more at the beach?"

"Are you obsessed with money?" Ye Yaodong said unhappily, "Even if there is, you can't go. Don't you want your life? Stay at home honestly for me."

"Just at the doorstep..."

Before Ye Chengjiang could finish his sentence, Ye Yaohua pressed his head and pushed him inside, "You're everywhere, stay at home honestly for me, don't even think about going anywhere. In this typhoon weather, even adults don't dare to run outside, and you, a child, have such a wild heart..."

As he spoke, he hurriedly closed the window so that the rain wouldn't keep hitting in. The candle was flickering in the wind.

"One by one, you've tasted the sweetness and don't want your lives anymore..."

"What do you mean?" Ye Fu looked at him suspiciously.

"Nothing, let's go back." Ye Yaodong took the red snapper and left first.

Ye Fu just thought it was something he said casually, so he didn't dwell on it and hurriedly followed.

But just as they walked to the gate of their own courtyard, a wave was pushed up again. The aftermath of the seawater was only three or four meters away from him. He saw a pile of silvery-white fish jumping and being pushed up by the tide, stranded on the beach.

The silvery-white color was particularly conspicuous in the night, and he couldn't move his feet again.

He was just such a person who only cared about fish!

To him, fish is money!

He is a vulgar person who loves money, a vulgar person who struggles for three meals a day.

Ye Fu also saw it following his gaze, and his heart itched as he said, "Otherwise, shouldn't we not get too close?"

"Do you really want to go up in such strong wind and rain?"

He didn't want to be a short-lived ghost again. Going out to sea once during the typhoon last year was already life-threatening enough. Having such an experience once was enough.

Ye Fu looked into the distance and thought for a while, "Don't get too close, stay a little further away, just here at the doorstep, don't get close to the waves, pick up whatever there is, just wait for the tide to send it to the door, be careful not to be knocked down by the waves, pick it up for a while and then go home."

Ye Yaodong thought about it. Since his old man said so, being careful should be safe, right?

He nodded, "Then let's just pick up a little bit. If the waves get big and the typhoon blows too hard, let's go home immediately."

"Go back and get a headlamp for me, you just take a flashlight."

"Hmm, by the way, let Aqing take two buckets out."

Ye Mu, who was standing by the window in the room, saw the father and son standing at the door whispering. The wind and rain outside were strong, and they didn't knock on the door to come in for a long time, so she opened a crack in the window and shouted at them.

"Still not coming in? The wind outside is so strong..."

"The sea waves outside have sent up a lot of fish. Dad said he wanted to pick some up at the door. You take two buckets out, and also take the headlamp. My dad said he wanted the headlamp."

This was obviously going to be scolded, so he naturally had to emphasize that it was his father's idea. Since it was his father's pot to carry, his father should naturally carry it.

Ye Mu widened her eyes, "What? With such strong wind, heavy rain, and big waves, don't you want your lives? And you're running to the beach..."

Ye Fu hurriedly explained, "Didn't go to the beach, just at the courtyard gate."

He also handed the sea cucumber and large blood clams in his hand to Ye Mu through the window crack.

Ye Yaodong also brought the red snapper in his hand to his mother for inspection, "Look, I just picked it up at the door. We guarantee we won't run to the front. Money is not as important as life."

Ye Mu opened her mouth and looked at the big red snapper, sea cucumber, and blood clams in their hands in surprise, and she was also a bit shaken.

"Then... then you are only allowed to stay at the door, you are not allowed to run too far. The wind and waves are so big, come in in a while, otherwise the wind will get stronger and stronger later..."

"Got it, we'll just stay at the courtyard gate, we won't run around."

"How dangerous, don't go." The old lady heard it from the side and was very worried. The sound of wind, rain, and waves in her ears was higher than the next, but the father and son were still reluctant to come in. Wasn't this deliberately making her, an old lady, worry?

"Just at the doorstep, we don't dare to go far, we'll come in in a while." Ye Yaodong coaxed.

"In this typhoon weather, why don't you two father and son listen?"

Ye Fu said impatiently, "Don't worry about it, just stay in the room. We are not children. I told you we are just at the door, we won't go too far."

The old lady's brows were more wrinkled than her skin. Seeing that the two didn't listen to her, she had to say, "There is a straw rope at the door. You tie one end to your waist and the other to the courtyard gate handle, so that you don't walk further and further away when you see fish and get swept away by the waves. If the length is not enough after tying it, connect it yourself, don't make it too long. If you don't tie it, don't go, come in quickly for me."

The father and son looked at the straw rope piled up in the corner, and the corners of their mouths twitched. The salt the old lady had eaten was indeed more than the rice they had eaten. She could even think of this.

But they also felt that tying it up seemed safer. After all, the wind and rain were so strong, and it was pitch black. People were almost blown away, and it was really possible that they would get excited and walk far away without realizing it.

"Got it, hurry up and get the buckets and headlamp."

The father and son also obediently went to the corner to get the straw rope. Although they said that the bigger the waves, the bigger the fish, they still had to have their lives, so they should listen to the old lady's words.

Those straw ropes were rubbed by Ye Mu when she was free before and put there for the brothers to use. Before they had a courtyard, they were always piled at the door. After he had a courtyard, they were piled in his courtyard to prevent them from being stolen.

The father and son comically tied a rope around each of their waists, connected them to be eight or nine meters long, and tied them to the door handle of the courtyard gate. They felt that this length was almost enough. If it were longer, the waves would easily hit them.

Ye Yaodong looked at the big black dog tied at the courtyard gate, which was always poking its head out in front of its kennel, and felt that the father and son seemed to have the same treatment as it?

"What are you looking at? After tying it up, hurry up and look around to see if there are any valuable sea cucumbers or fish? Oh right, what kind of fish was hit by the waves just now? It didn't look small, and I don't know if it was swept back by the waves again."

"Go over and take a look and you'll know..."

Just as the father and son closed the courtyard gate and were about to walk outside, a super strong wind blew, bringing a large piece of rain. The two were stopped in their tracks by the wind and rain, turned their backs, and closed their eyes uncomfortably.

But something suddenly fell from the sky and hit them on the head, the back of the head, and also hit the courtyard door panel, making a pattering sound.

"What is it?"

The two instinctively touched their heads and the back of their heads, and then looked down at the ground.

At just one glance, they were pleasantly surprised.

"Pomfret!?"

"White pomfret? Holy crap? Big white pomfret?"

The light of the flashlight and the light of the headlamp shone on the ground at the same time. In the light, the rain was wispy, and the few big white pomfrets on the ground around them were particularly eye-catching.

"Damn, was the silvery-white fish I saw being pushed up by the waves earlier a big white pomfret?"

Ye Fu was also extremely pleasantly surprised and hurriedly followed to pick them up, "It's a good thing we didn't go directly into the room just now, pick them up quickly..."

Another gust of strong wind swept past, and the father and son clearly saw the silvery-white parabolic arc in mid-air this time, and also heard the pattering sound of falling.

"Ah!"

Both of them exclaimed and widened their eyes.

"Is this damn thing raining or fishing?"

"And it's pomfret? This must be a school of fish swept up by the waves..."

Ye Fu was about to be overjoyed, and they hadn't even walked out yet.