Xiao Bao was very hungry, and his mother was preoccupied with how to save his father...
Like everyone else on the shore, they were panicked and had no time to eat or drink.
Xiao Bao was fed by his mother several times; if he were like his mother, he would have fainted from hunger long ago.
Seeing the drool at the corner of Wen Shishi's mouth, Xiao Bao didn't move. He simply held his hands back to Wen Shishi and said obediently, "Eat! Shishi, eat!"
He remembered Wen Shishi's name a few days ago.
Seeing how sensible he was, and seeing his mother like this, the Song family couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.
Seeing this, Wen Shishi grabbed two pieces of clam meat from his hand and stuffed them straight into Xiao Bao's mouth...
He also popped a piece into his own mouth.
Clam meat that's been sitting for two days isn't as fresh as it used to be...
But if you chew carefully, you can still taste the meat flavor.
"Xiao Bao, is it delicious?"
After Wen Shishi finished eating, she innocently asked Xiaobao.
For some reason, Xiao Bao's eyes suddenly turned red.
Wen Shishi hurriedly raised her hand to comfort her, "Don't cry! Don't cry!"
Xiao Bao blinked and tried hard to hold back his tears.
It had probably been too long, and no one had paid attention to him. When someone suddenly asked, he felt very sad.
Given the situation, no one was in the mood to clean up the mess...
In any case, rebuilding a temple is not something that can be done overnight.
The group put down the medicinal herbs, sweet potatoes, and taro they were carrying and rested on the spot.
The fisherwoman who cooked the porridge hadn't returned, and Xiao Bao's mother was still not fully awake, so the abbot asked about the other three fishermen and the fisherwoman.
"Little Bao's mother-in-law, what exactly happened?"
Upon hearing the abbot's question, the fishermen and the fisherwoman immediately realized what was going on.
They changed positions, helped Xiaobao's mother, and the three of them knelt down before the abbot.
"Abbot, esteemed guests, please save my life!"
The abbot bent down to help him up, while the Song family members and Jiang family subordinates looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Get up and speak slowly."
The fishermen stood up, and the two fisherwomen squatted down, still supporting Xiaobao's mother.
The fisherman introduced himself, "Abbot, esteemed guests, Xiao Bao's father and I are going out to sea to retrieve the moon from the distant ocean."
There were eighty people in our group.
Among them, there were sixty Tanka people who piloted their own small boats.
My husband and I were on the large ship managed by the manager; there were twenty of us in total.
During our journey, we encountered a typhoon...
My wife told me about her experience on the island, so I won't go into details.
This typhoon was huge, and we were close to the eye of the storm; all the ships, big and small, capsized.
The foreman, disregarding our lives, ordered his men to row the small boat towards the shore...
We were left splashing around in the water.
Xiao Bao's father was a good swimmer and, together with the Tanka people, rescued many fishermen who were injured by falling boats and nearly drowned.
Once the wind and waves subsided, we found a plank boat or a small boat belonging to the Tanka people, and rowed and swam until we finally reached the shore.
We just found his wife and children, took a headcount, and are preparing to begin the rescue...
Then, a second typhoon struck.
We suffered heavy losses; all the thatched huts were blown away, and many people were swept away by the typhoon...
After the typhoon subsided, we did a thorough headcount and discovered that the people who had gone out to salvage pearls...
Forty people did not return.
Among them was Xiao Bao's father.
The fisherman seemed like an honest man, and he clearly explained the ins and outs of the matter.
The abbot, the Song family members, and the Jiang family's subordinates immediately understood the current situation.
"You searched the entire shoreline?"
The abbot inquired with concern.
Forty people is not a small number.
Having lived on the island for many years, he has probably seen many of these missing people.
With hands clasped in prayer, the abbot could not contain his worry.
The fisherman truthfully explained, "We've searched, we've searched everywhere!"
We searched along the coast, and even in the directions of Danzhou and Wan'an Prefecture!
None at all.
With two fisherwomen present, he didn't even have a chance to say anything...
They organized a search of the coastal areas around Danzhou, Yazhou, and Wan'anzhou.
Even if it's a corpse, we'll use the fishing nets we retrieve to bring our brothers home...
Unfortunately, nothing was found.
Song Chengjian understood what he meant and comforted the fisherwomen, saying, "No news is good news in itself..."
Upon hearing this, the fisherwomen gratefully nodded their thanks to Song Chengjian.
A fisherwoman added, "These past few days, the men have been searching at sea and on the shore..."
There was nothing we could do but stay on the shore and watch over the children.
But Xiao Bao's mother said that the abbot and the young master living in the temple are both very capable, and that you must have a solution...
But the temple collapsed, and there was no one inside.
Xiao Bao's mother makes several trips back and forth every day, saying that the abbot will definitely come back.
"Well, we've finally waited for you all to come back..."
At this point, the fisherwoman looked at her baby in her arms, feeling not only pity for her but also worry for her husband, and sobbed.
After eating two pieces of clam meat, Xiao Bao finally recovered.
He handed two of the remaining pieces to Wen Shishi...
The rest, he went to his mother and stuffed into her hands.
This was the first time Song Chengfeng had been so gentle. He helped Xiaobao up and patiently explained, "Xiaobao, be good!"
You eat by yourself. Your mother's stomach isn't feeling well right now, so she can only drink porridge.
You can eat the clam meat yourself, but your mother can't swallow it.
You just saw it, an auntie took sweet potatoes home...
She's going back to cook you some porridge and will bring it over later.
Your mother has drunk the porridge and will wake up soon.
Don't worry, Xiao Bao!
Song Chengfeng, unusually, patted Xiaobao's head.
Suddenly, I noticed a furry texture on the back of my hand...
Wen Shishi tilted her head and rubbed against Song Chengfeng's hand...
The intention couldn't be clearer.
Song Chengfeng's heart softened, and he smiled as he pulled Wen Shishi closer to his arms, kneading her hands roughly...
He ruffled Wen Shishi's braids into a messy, unkempt hairstyle.
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