Achoo!
When Wen Shishi covered her mouth and sneezed, Song Chenghou realized that the wind had picked up considerably.
Because we were close to the stove, we didn't notice the rapid change in wind force.
However, while cooking the clam and oyster meat on the stone slab, Song Chenghou suddenly discovered...
The surrounding temperature dropped considerably; even though it was just past noon, the air felt like the cool air of late night.
These signs all prove that they are about to face a huge storm!
Thankfully, my brothers and I didn't let our guard down...
Furthermore, due to a lack of experience, they were extremely wary of the risks they were about to face.
Once the clam and oyster meat on the stone slab were cooked, Song Chenghou rinsed two pieces of clam meat with spring water until they were no longer hot before handing them to Wen Shishi.
Wen Shishi finally smiled, her eyes sparkling as she looked up, making Song Chenghou feel inexplicably soft-hearted and distressed.
After a moment's thought, Song Chenghou took the sweet potato chunks out of the basket, went back to his room, and wrapped them in clean clothes...
Fill the empty basket with fried and grilled dried clams, dried anchovies, and oyster meat...
He silently uttered "sin" to himself, then took the items and hid them under the table in the side room.
They also brought in the thin stone slabs. There were still many stones in the temple building that they hadn't had time to move in, and they couldn't worry about that now.
Song Chenghou held Wen Shishi in his arms, anxiously waiting at the temple gate for his younger brothers to return.
The figures of the men carrying stones approached from afar, but the fourth brother and two others who went to explore the cave, as well as the sixth brother who was searching, were nowhere to be seen.
Looking to his right, Song Chenghou could vaguely make out movement in the area where fishermen and Tanka people lived...
The people living in thatched huts gathered their belongings and ran towards the mines to the west.
It is likely that they used to seek refuge in the mountains in the same way.
"Living is really hard, isn't it?"
The abbot suddenly appeared and stood beside Song Chenghou.
His voice was deep and resonant, filled with deep emotion, but upon closer listening, while it conveyed compassion, it did not sound like a complaint.
“The master has a kind heart…” Song Chenghou said.
The abbot didn't reply, but sighed, "The longer people live, the more arrogant they become, thinking that by mastering the mysteries of heaven and earth, they can avoid many risks..."
Just as I realized this morning... if it weren't for Benefactor Song's reminder, I would have underestimated it too...
Thinking that understanding the patterns of typhoons would allow them to let their guard down. See that over there?
The abbot pointed to the direction where fishermen and Tanka people gathered to live.
"Do you see those thatched huts?"
Song Chenghou nodded. The fisherwomen, with the help of the young monks, were moving their belongings with their children in tow.
"Since your family has made a living from the sea for generations, why don't you have a single fishing boat?"
The term "boat people" should be familiar to Mr. Song; they live and eat on boats their entire lives...
But look, is there even half a boat there?
The abbot's voice was calm, but Song Chenghou was terrified.
No wonder I felt like I'd missed something; it was the fishing boat!
"May I ask, Abbot, how many fishing boats are there on a typical day?"
"I haven't counted them precisely, but looking around, at most there were at least fifty or sixty..."
At this moment, there isn't a single one!
Song Chenghou instantly understood the meaning of the abbot's words.
Fishermen, believing they were familiar with typhoon patterns and that the typhoon had only recently passed, thought themselves safe and went out to sea to fish...
Unexpectedly, danger lurked within the very rules they thought they knew.
For this very reason, the Tanka people were organized by wealthy households to go out and harvest pearls...
That's why not a single fishing boat can be seen on the sea.
Song Chenghou asked the abbot, "If a typhoon hits, will the fishermen at sea be able to detect it faster than we are?"
The abbot shook his head. "The fishermen who luckily escaped from the sea said that the typhoon had an eye, and its influence gradually weakened around this eye..."
If the shore is closer to the eye of the storm, people at sea may not be able to detect it sooner.
Even if they are slower, they have no way to avoid it, and their losses will only be greater!
The abbot's eyes were filled with worry.
The monks behind them were busy at work, and the young novices were so engrossed in carrying things in an orderly manner under the guidance of their senior brothers, without showing any fear on their faces.
Clearly, having experienced so many typhoons, they've become accustomed to them.
And because the temple always survived typhoons, they had something to rely on.
The abbot glanced back, clasped his hands together, and walked towards the back hall.
Preparations were rushed, but Song Chenghou didn't believe the abbot's sudden words were just a random sigh...
Before I could think any further, I saw my younger brothers hurrying back.
Each person was still carrying a large stone, unwilling to discard it.
Song Chenghou quickly made way and pointed towards the back hall, "Move it to the back hall!"
"Yes, brother!"
The younger brothers responded and continued walking without pausing.
The second oldest, Song Chengjian, lagged behind, making sure his younger brothers hadn't fallen behind and that the remaining stones from the demolished stone house wouldn't pose any danger before leaving...
He put the stone down and looked up to ask his eldest brother, "Hasn't the fourth brother and the others returned yet?"
Song Chenghou frowned and nodded, saying, "I sent Sixth Brother to look for him. He set off at the same time as Seventh Brother, but he hasn't returned yet..."
Song Chengjian's expression darkened. He was about to suggest going to find them when his elder brother raised his hand to stop him, saying, "Just wait in the temple!"
Looking up at the sky, the clouds high above had completely disappeared.
A storm is coming!
Song Chengjian wanted to say more, but then his elder brother, Song Chenghou, said, "You know better than I do about the fourth brother's skills..."
With the three of them around, they can handle any situation and we should trust them!
And then there's the sixth brother, who's supposed to be clever. He couldn't find it, so you're the one who's going to...
I don't want to send someone to look for you again later..."
After delivering the stone, the third brother turned around and heard the next few sentences. He chimed in, "Yes! Second brother, listen to eldest brother!"
At this point, it's best not to get distracted.
Let's talk about it when Lao Liu gets back. If there are any problems, I'll go with you to look for them!
After saying that, he raised his hand and carried the stone that Song Chengjian had put down to the back room...
Song Chengjian then stopped insisting.
Song Chenghou pointed towards the sea and said worriedly, "The abbot said that fishermen's and Tanka people's boats have all gone out to sea, at least dozens of them..."
Compared to them, our risks are much smaller...
Just as I finished speaking, a sudden gust of wind arose!
The doors and windows behind us rattled and creaked in the wind.
"Quick! Help the temple!"
Song Chenghou addressed Song Chengjian with a furious expression.
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