"And what about the squid? How many did you collect?"

"A lot of money was put into it; all the money withdrawn from the post office was invested."

Including my older brother's and Ah Can's, it totals over ten thousand yuan. I'm really worried that we'll lose everything, and all this money will go down the drain.

Feng Ye reassured him, "Don't worry, it definitely won't happen."

You know best how good the dried squid we make is, how could it possibly not sell?

Besides, didn't the ones you posted before sell very well?

"Just wait until the dried squid is ready and sold; that hundred thousand will double in value."

At this point, his eyes suddenly lit up. "Hey, doesn't that mean selling all the dried squid will be enough to buy a big ship?"

Ye Qingling, however, was not as optimistic as him. With her eyes closed, she still said with some worry, "I hope so."

"Stop overthinking, just wait patiently..."

Seeing that she wasn't in a good mood, Feng Ye offered a few words of comfort and then stopped talking: "Let's not talk about it anymore. Go to sleep early. We have to get up early to go to your parents' house tomorrow."

Ye Qingling hummed in response, then turned around, her back to Feng Ye, and soon her even breathing could be heard.

Looking at her graceful back, Feng Ye felt a strong urge to make a move.

But considering that she was six months pregnant and asleep, he had no choice but to suppress his impulse, turn off the light, and close his eyes as well.

...

The next day, May 4th, was originally planned to accompany Ye Qingling's family to celebrate the festival and also to visit her mother-in-law who had injured her foot.

But the weather didn't cooperate.

It's been raining heavily since I woke up this morning, and it shows no sign of letting up.

Looking at the torrential rain outside, Ye Qingling frowned and said, "With this heavy rain, it seems we can't go back?"

Feng Ye sighed slightly: "Yes, even if the rain stops, the waves are so big that small boats dare not go out. We can only take the Dong Sheng to town."

That's the downside of living on an island; if there's a storm, you'll be stuck there and unable to get out.

"Driving the Dongsheng to town? How could you even think of that? The gas alone would cost a fortune. It's better not to go back at all."

Thinking about the fuel consumption of the Dong Sheng, Ye Qingling felt a pang of heartache.

The journey from Baishi Island to the town takes about 40 to 50 minutes, and a round trip costs about 40 yuan worth of diesel fuel.

The price of this trip to her parents' home was far too high.

If it were for buying things for my wife's family, that would be one thing, but the problem is that it's purely for gas.

Ye Qingling thought it was not worth it at all.

Seeing her pained expression, Feng Ye couldn't help but chuckle: "Alright, don't be so distressed yet. It's still uncertain whether the rain will stop."

"Why……"

"If the rain still hasn't stopped by noon, then call home. Your parents will understand."

"If we really can't go back, this is all we can do."

Ye Qingling sighed, her face full of helplessness.

Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and even if the weather and sea conditions permit, I won't be able to go back.

It's just too far away; going and returning on the same day would be too rushed and exhausting.

This rain really lasted a long time, lasting all day, with the intensity varying from heavy to light.

It wasn't until evening that it finally slowed down.

Around noon, Ye Qingling went to the village committee with an umbrella, made a phone call home to tell her parents about the situation, and told them not to worry...

The next day was the Dragon Boat Festival. It didn't rain in the morning, but the sky remained overcast and the sun was nowhere to be seen.

But in the afternoon, another heavy rain fell, accompanied by a brief gust of strong wind.

Moreover, this kind of weather lasted for many days.

The original plan to go out to sea on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year was also canceled.

Feng Ye also called Ye Chenliang that day, telling him not to rush over, to take good care of his parents at home, and to wait for further notice before coming over.

The waves at sea have been quite large these past few days, making it too dangerous to deliver goods by small boats. So we have to send the Dong Sheng ship out to deliver the goods.

Although the cost is a bit higher, there's no other way; we can't let the weather delay the delivery.

The weather didn't clear up until the ninth day of the lunar month.

The waves were still quite large that day and hadn't completely subsided.

Given the tonnage and stability of the Dong Sheng, it is indeed capable of going to sea.

However, for safety's sake, after discussing it with Xiao Zhaojun, they decided to wait another day before going out.

We've already wasted so many days, what's one more day?

...

On the tenth day, the weather cleared up completely, and the waves subsided.

After lunch, except for Ye Chenliang, the boatmen gradually gathered at Feng Ye's house.

However, Feng Ye had already called him and told him to wait at the dock in town.

Before setting sail, both the Dongsheng and Fengshou ships had to go to town to resupply, which was a good opportunity to pick up Ye Chenliang.

As for Ye Qingyu, she will have to stay at home for a while to take care of her injured mother.

Once everyone had arrived, the boatmen pushed their carts together to the dock.

The cart was loaded with supplies for this voyage, mainly fruits and root vegetables that can be stored for a long time; only a one-day supply of leafy greens was carried.

These vegetables were all grown on their own land and picked this morning; they're very fresh.

In addition, there are some dried goods and fresh water.

If you have something at home, bring it with you; it can reduce expenses.

As for things like rice, flour, and cooking oil, we would buy them at home anyway, but for things on the boat, we would buy them in town.

When they arrived at the dock, they ran into Feng Jiafa, who was strolling around waiting for the fishing boats to return.

Feng Ye told the boatmen to carry their things onto the boat first, while he stayed behind to chat with Feng Jiafa for a bit.

"Uncle Fa, I heard you bought a boat?"

Feng Jiafa nodded and said with some emotion, "We did buy one, but it's a pity it's not a big ship, otherwise I would have gone out to sea with you."

"What's wrong? Not a boss anymore, planning to become a fisherman instead?"

"I've got that idea. Seeing how much money you make on your one trip to sea, who wouldn't be envious? I heard you made tens of thousands on your trip before the Dragon Boat Festival, is that true?"

"It's fake, it's fake. There aren't that many. It's only about ten thousand yuan."

Feng Ye shook his head, shaking it like a rattle drum.

Of course, he wouldn't admit it.

"Don't keep it a secret anymore, everyone in the village is saying that you made thirty or forty thousand yuan in one trip."

Feng Jiafa chuckled.

"Uncle Fa, this rumor is too exaggerated. There really aren't that many rumors."

Feng Ye gave a wry smile and denied it again.

At the same time, he was also very puzzled. Who spread this information, and how could the numbers be so accurate?

After thinking about it, he still felt that the boatmen were the most suspicious.

Although they were told to keep it a secret on the way back, it is very likely that they accidentally let it out, or that their family members spread it.

It seems necessary to further enhance their awareness of confidentiality.