Chapter 65 The New Year is coming!
In Fang Peng's view, everyone who harms his career development is a bad person.
Those with bad ideas and malicious intentions served as a wake-up call for him.
In addition, during this critical period, Fang Peng had several plans to do something underhanded, but he suppressed them when he saw Captain Huo.
After all, now is not the time for revenge; we need to deal with the main issues first.
He asked, "Captain Huo, what's next?"
Hosen understood his look and patiently explained James and his solution. Fang Peng immediately noticed the look in his eyes and turned sharply to look at the group of people.
Sure enough, traces of fresh blood were found on the ground.
"As expected, they really went for the dirty tricks!"
"Captain Huo, we can't change our attitude, and we need to be more assertive. You're absolutely right; we can't just follow their lead in everything." He still agreed with Captain Huo's approach.
"It's about this handover process and what's to come. We still have to cooperate, so there are some things we can't go too far with..." Fang Peng said, feeling compelled to offer a few words of advice, fearing that being too impartial might affect future cooperation.
"I understand, but I'll have to trouble Director Fang to send a few more people."
In the following matters, Hosen mainly served as a protector, and the subsequent compensation matters were left to the researchers.
The news spread quickly and completely throughout the entire ship by noon the following day.
The neighboring warship was fine, but things were a bit awkward for everyone living together on the Maria.
After queuing up and getting their food, they immediately started gossiping with their best friends and buddies. While they were talking, they would give him a wink, signaling him to look at the people sitting not far away across the street.
Everyone's eyes fell on the most prominent tables countless times.
Those rows were usually specially arranged for James and others, but now that special arrangement seems somewhat ridiculous.
"Have you heard?"
“I know, I was listening very carefully next door yesterday.”
"What? Tell me quickly, I don't know! I fell asleep yesterday."
They chattered incessantly, their conversation so loud it was almost as if they were stepping on their faces to talk about them.
James, who was showing weakness, was completely helpless. After all, they had already lost face once, and the fact that the other party was only talking this time and hadn't even said it in English was already giving them face.
Even though he was fluent in the language, he was really having a headache at that moment.
Hatcher and his other close colleagues were also embarrassed and felt uneasy as soon as they entered the room.
They had been getting along quite well these past few days, but who knew that someone underground had harbored ill intentions and had been caught red-handed? Now, not only did they not get the goods, but they also lost several people.
"Fine, I'm not eating anymore, I'm going home!"
"Captain, I'm not eating either, I'm going to train!"
Despite their usual advocacy of freedom and independence, when faced with a cricket in front of them, they still have to confront the problem of their thin skin.
Speaking of this, we have to mention another counterexample, Old Man Chen.
Ever since the old man boarded the ship, aside from a little initial discomfort, he ate heartily and never made things difficult for himself. He delegated tasks to the younger generation, and let them handle any trouble that arose. His motto was: he couldn't lead a team, he just wanted to work himself to death.
Compared to the other elderly men on the ship who were around his age, he was the most relaxed.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that he had actually gained quite a bit of weight during his time here.
They've taken very good care of him!
Old Chen didn't care about anything else; he ate and drank as he pleased, doing whatever he wanted. However, lately, Luo Yin's illness had been giving him a headache.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you in your room at midday? What are you doing sitting here with me?"
Chen the Blind knew who was on the other side without even asking!
Ganda Gyatso looked at him with an air of nonchalance, but his eyes were full of curiosity.
"Are you really blind? But I always feel like you can see something."
"You've asked this so many times. I've already told you, I can't see it, I can't see it." Old Chen rolled his eyes at him a few more times, looking speechless and helpless.
"I'm just a blind man. I only took some of your medicine, and you're already trying to take advantage of me. Hurry up and go, I need to take a nap!"
Master Ganda looked heartbroken. “That’s not just a little bit; it’s the medicine my uncle and I saved up for five years, and we used it all on you.”
"Can I make it up to you sometime in the future?"
"There's no chance anymore. We can't find all the medicinal herbs inside. How can we compensate us?"
Blind Chen was speechless again. He really wondered if this person was deliberately targeting him, because no one would listen to him.
"Okay then, go find whoever used your medicine. You know that girl, right? She's on this floor. Go find her!"
Upon hearing this, Ganda shook his head firmly, "I'm not going. You took the medicine, so I'll come looking for you."
This brat, he just has to keep bothering him, doesn't he?
Since this incident, the busy staff members have felt an even greater sense of urgency.
Not only did the soldiers increase patrols and vigilance at night, but they also set up several hidden posts, and everyone on the ship was pulled in to do work, except for those who couldn't walk or see.
Even Sister You, who was standing next to Luo Yin, was called away to help.
It seems that only she, Old Man Chen, the military doctor who was on standby, and Master Ganda were absent from the scene.
After lying in bed for a few more days, she felt that the abrasions on her body should be healing soon.
She felt a tingling, itchy sensation as new flesh grew over the scabs, and she really wanted to touch it.
Lifting her clothes and trouser legs, one could see a large, dense patch of bruises and abrasions on her body, indicating that she had likely rolled and fallen from a height.
At this moment, the bruises turned dark purple, which looked quite frightening at first glance.
She gently poked it and found that apart from some soreness, everything else was fine.
Unable to bear looking any longer, she quickly put the clothes down.
She turned to look around, but she had already explored almost the entire small room, examining everything in every corner at least ten times.
It was simply because she was so bored; there was no one around to talk to, and she had nothing to eat.
She could only look around silently, and suddenly realized that it was already past the twelfth lunar month.
Isn't the Lunar New Year just around the corner?
Oh no, I definitely won't be able to spend the New Year with my family this year?
Judging from this situation, it seems unlikely that even a phone call can be made, let alone a letter.
Nevertheless, Loin got up, rummaged through her bag, took out paper, pen, and envelopes, and decided to write a few letters home in the current situation.
If there's a chance, I'll send it out; if not, I'll wait until I get back and send it all at once.
In the letter, she first inquired about her family's situation, told them she was fine, and then recounted some of her experiences at sea.
Next, she asked if her father and second brother had returned, expressing how much she missed them. Then she asked if her mother was still healthy, and told her not to overwork herself and to take good care of herself. She also asked about her eldest brother's family and how they were doing, expressing her regret that she couldn't go home for the Lunar New Year.
Changing the subject, Luo Yin added that she had learned a lot during her trip.
She saw many kinds of seafood and fruits she had never tried before, and met friends and colleagues from all over the country. Everyone was very kind to her, and they chatted and learned from each other. She also met a few foreigners and talked about them. Naturally, she interspersed a few small things she deliberately mentioned to let them know that she was really nice.
Luo Yin wrote several letters in succession, and only put them away after she had finished writing them.
After venting her full and intense emotions, she felt much calmer.
She never imagined she would have such a strong longing for someone, and she never expected that coming out would reveal it so quickly.
How to describe that feeling? It's both incredibly agonizing and unforgettable.
It's like the thin string behind a kite soaring in the sky, being pulled by someone, keeping you constantly tugged.
Luo Yin quite liked it. She longed for freedom, but also hoped for the companionship and ties of her family.
After working for half a month, the salvage team finally retrieved all the items.
And the rest are the ones they won't move.
Then, on a fine day, they began to slowly lower specially made containers onto the sunken ship using hooks, with the top and bottom of the containers being empty.
Prior to this operation, Xia Lao and his team conducted countless investigations and tests.
The worst-case scenario is that even the slightest problem could cause the ship to sink or collide. A small change in the face of such a massive iron box would be a completely different story.
As a result, some people proposed to partially divide the project, but this decision was ultimately rejected by the majority.
After all, we've already overcome eighty-one tribulations and seventy tribulations.
For the last few, just grit your teeth and get through it!
However, the metal box stopped moving after being submerged at a depth of more than ten meters.
Based on the current height calculations, it is far from meeting the standard for sinking.
After trying several methods, the group finally succeeded in embedding the man more than ten meters deeper, bringing him to a position of about 30 meters.
According to estimates, this Southern Song Dynasty shipwreck is now completely embedded, but the bottom of the ship is deeply embedded in the sea mud, and it cannot be removed by ordinary force.
According to calculations by Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhuang, they are waiting for an opportunity.
An opportunity to successfully tow the ship out with the help of external forces.
However, progress hit a bottleneck. Countless thick steel cables were pulled into the seawater, and the overhead hooks supported the several-ton iron box, which was forcefully buried in the deep sea.
Although they are quite heavy compared to humans, everyone still feels uneasy every time they see the ropes swaying and the rattling iron boxes caused by the waves.
There is speculation and doubt about whether the plan will succeed.
Even Fang Peng couldn't help but ask Xia Lao and Yu Lao indirectly, saying that it was almost the end of the twelfth lunar month and he would probably have to spend the New Year away from home.
Fang Peng recalled what those two had said, a look of realization flashing across his face.
By the way, Mr. Yu said it will be soon, so we should be able to make it.
Does this mean that the end of the month will be a good time?
Old Chen, who was on the minds of many, sat alone on the deck with a small bucket beside him and a fishing rod stuck diagonally in the bucket.
The old man was sea fishing, but his eyes were fixed on the distant sea.
On the far, far sea, the sky near the sea was completely dark.
Its color is exactly the same as the sea in the distance!
The so-called "water and sky merging into one color".
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