Chapter 660: Safe Arrival at the Dock

Night had deepened.

The originally noisy radio gradually grew quiet.

The idle sailors, after a period of mental tension, had now relaxed and all curled up to sleep; those who needed to steer tried every means to stay awake.

Although Wu An's Peaceful was leading the way at the front, they also dared not relax and had to strictly follow the fishing boat ahead.

Even a slight deviation could lead to unforeseen serious consequences.

Late at night.

A Qing had slept for a while, woke up needing to urinate, came to the bow to look, and called out: "Brother, where are we now?"

Wu An shook his head.

He was also dazed now.

A Qing ran to the helm; now steering were Fu Yongning and Mei Wu, while Lao Fu Tou couldn't hold out and had already fallen asleep; in this situation, one dare not drive while fatigued.

Soon.

A Qing ran out and shouted: "Brother, there are seven boats following behind!"

Wu An let out an "oh", checked the time—it was already 3:30 a. m. —and said: "I've already told Da Yi Quan; now we're heading to the dock."

There's no need to go out of our way to look for stranded fishing boats; if we encounter any again, we'll just rescue them in passing.

A Qing poured tea and water, then said: "Brother, are you sleepy?"

Wu An yawned: "Not sleepy."

Then why are you yawning?

Because I'm too energetic.

Why are you lying to me?

I'm just lying to myself.

Did that work?

Even you can't get past it; do you think I can fool myself?

Wu An's tone was a bit harsh.

He was now exhausted from sleepiness, yawning nonstop, one after another; just a moment ago he had been dazed, but Da Yi Quan had shouted him awake.

Ahead lay reefs.

Thanks to Da Yi Quan waking him up early, otherwise the consequences would be unthinkable.

Since then, he dared not sleep again.

Even if he were dead tired, he'd slap himself twice and stubbornly refuse to close his eyes.

A Qing shone his flashlight into the thick fog and said: "Brother, I feel the fog is thinning."

Wu An nodded.

That's good, but not that good.

Because a typhoon is also approaching.

Wu An asked: "It's still early; why don't you go back and sleep a bit?"

A Qing shook his head: "No need."

I've slept quite a while.

You haven't slept at all; how could I dare to sleep?

Wu An cursed: "The first one to go to sleep will be you."

A Qing chuckled: "I wasn't doing that to come keep you company sooner."

Wu An gave him the middle finger.

A Qing also learned to be bad.

The two brothers chatted on and off; Wu An was still very sleepy, so to prevent himself from falling asleep, he specifically told A Qing that if he saw him asleep, to slap him directly.

Behind.

Wu An, groggy, was shaken awake and asked: "Did I fall asleep?"

A Qing nodded.

Wu An rubbed his face: "Didn't I tell you not to slap me?"

A Qing said: "I've been hesitating for a long time; I just can't bring myself to do it."

Wu An smiled.

Just then, the walkie-talkie crackled to life, transmitting Mei Wu's delighted voice: "A An, we're about an hour and a half from Zhen Shang Ma Tou."

Wu An sprang up: "Are you sure?"

Mei Wu said: "Definitely; we're already nearing the Inner Bay."

Now the fog was slowly dissipating, and having reached this intimately familiar sea area, he happily said: "We've returned safely."

Fu Yongning added: "We also safely brought back the seven stranded fishing boats."

"Hahaha, A An, that's awesome."

"I could brag about this for a lifetime."

A Qing boasted: "Well, saving a life beats building a seven-story pagoda; when we meet the King of Hell, he'll have to give us a thumbs-up."

Everyone laughed loudly.

Someone also noticed the fishing boats entering the Inner Bay; the radio buzzed again, with many people cheering, enjoying the joy of surviving the ordeal.

Wu An checked the time; it was 4:30 a. m.

The wind gradually picked up.

He hurried to contact A Jin.

He had caught two, A Jin finally answered the phone, hearing Wu An's voice, and only then came to his senses: "Brother An, you're back?"

How's the catch?

Yeah, a typhoon's blowing...

A Jin was still a bit dazed, his words all over the place; Wu An was about the same, responding to whatever he heard.

A Jin yawned: "I'll round up the crew to go to the dock to pick up the goods."

Wu An replied: "As quick as possible."

The wind was gradually picking up.

First put the catch in cold storage; we'll talk after the typhoon passes.

A Jin hung up, hurriedly got up, called people; no one objected, fishing boats always return sometime, when they reach port they need to unload, so there's always someone needed.

That's it.

Because of the typhoon, many fishing boats returned to port in the afternoon; they'd already worked a day, and not long after falling asleep they were called again to go to the dock to unload, everyone feeling a bit overwhelmed.

They arrived at the dock smoothly.

They moored.

Wu An originally wanted to go to the village dock, but later felt it wasn't safe to moor there, so the town dock was steadier.

Besides.

Coming to the town dock made it convenient for A Jin to receive the goods.

After docking.

A Jin boarded the ship, greeted them, learned roughly the catch, and sighed: "Too bad the weather's bad; otherwise we'd surely come back with a full hold."

Wu An smiled: "Not bad either."

"There's some hairtail; find me a special place to put it."

A Jin exclaimed: "There's still this good stuff?"

Wu An nodded: "Not for sale; I want to keep it myself."

A Jin sighed: "Fine then."

Wu An didn't oversee the unloading; he had A Jin drive a car over, gave a few instructions to Old Fu Tou, who said he'd handle it properly.

Wu An felt relieved, drove the car with A Qing ahead back home.

On the road.

The wind gradually grew stronger.

A Qing looked and said: "Brother, good thing we made it back in time."

Wu An nodded: "If you're tired, sleep a bit."

A Qing yawned: "I'm not tired."

Wu An actually believed him.

Before long, a snoring sound rose, and it directly made him laugh in exasperation.

They reached the village alley entrance.

A Qing wiped the corner of his mouth: "Brother, are we home?"

Wu An: "Mm."

A Qing got out of the car and ran home.

Wu An drove to the house.

He knocked on the door.

Older brother Wu Ping opened the door, saw him, and exclaimed happily: "A An!"

Wu An drove the car inside.

"Still going well?"

"Not bad."

"As long as you come back safe."

"Mm, is everything okay at home?" Wu Ping nodded and said: "Yesterday when I came back I taped up the windows."

Mei Yueqin walked out from the house.

Wu An greeted: "Sister-in-law, sorry to wake you."

"What are you talking about?"

"Hehe." Wu An glanced toward his father's room: "Dad's not home?"

"He said he went to the dock to keep watch; you didn't see him?"

"I went to the town dock." Wu An realized and asked: "He wouldn't have been waiting at the dock all night, would he?"

Wu Ping and Mei Yueqin said nothing.

Wu An turned and ran out: "I'll go check the dock."