As the Rising Sun approached, the middle-aged man's figure became clearer and clearer.
Feng Ye took a deep breath, preparing to seize the opportunity to extend the long bamboo pole in his hand.
Jumping into the sea to save him is impossible.
Whether it's selfishness or cowardice, he would never put himself in extreme danger for the life of a stranger.
However, it is still possible to try to pull the middle-aged man onto the boat using a bamboo pole.
Feng Ye gripped the long bamboo pole tightly, his eyes fixed on the middle-aged man on the sea, waiting for the perfect opportunity.
Suddenly, a wave surged up and pushed the middle-aged man toward the side of the boat.
With lightning speed, Feng Ye extended the bamboo pole and shouted, "Got it!"
The middle-aged man had been floating and sinking in the sea for so long that he was exhausted, but when he heard Feng Ye's shout, he instantly perked up and used all his strength to grab the bamboo pole.
Seeing this, Feng Ye quickly pulled the middle-aged man back to the side of the boat.
Upon seeing this, Ah-chan, who was in the driver's seat, quickly came to help.
As soon as the middle-aged man boarded the boat, he collapsed onto the deck, repeatedly expressing his gratitude: "Thank you, thank you for saving me, thank you..."
Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?
"I'm fine, just a little exhausted. Thank you all, if it weren't for you, I might..."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man's eyes reddened.
Feng Ye patted him on the shoulder: "No need to thank me. You're lucky to be alive and know how to save yourself. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to help you. It's still raining outside. Go into the cabin and rest for a while to recover your strength."
Just then, the boy steered the boat closer, crying tears of joy, "Dad, you're alright! Thank goodness! You scared me to death!"
The middle-aged man looked at his son with loving eyes. He struggled to sit up and said, "Don't cry, Dad's fine, isn't he?"
Upon hearing this, the boy quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and a joyful smile appeared on his face.
After resting in the cabin for a while, the middle-aged man gradually regained his strength. He stood up and thanked Feng Ye and A-Can again: "I really don't know how to repay you. Thank you so much."
Feng Ye waved his hand: "No need to repay us. We didn't do anything. We just got you on board."
"No matter what, without you, I don't know where I would drift to. Maybe I would sink into the sea and drown when I run out of strength."
"Don't be so pessimistic. Even without us, I believe your son will be able to find you."
"Him?" The middle-aged man shook his head. "As soon as I fell into the water, he panicked and lost his composure. He was only focused on shouting and yelling and didn't even think about looking for me. He's still too inexperienced and not mature enough."
Feng Ye smiled and said, "After all, he's still young. He'll mature naturally as he gains more experience."
"Who knows when that will be?" the middle-aged man laughed. "Alright, with all this wind and waves, I won't keep you from going home. I'll come to thank you in a day or two."
"We do want to get back as soon as possible. In this weather, every minute we stay in the sea increases the danger. But there's no need for thanks."
As Feng Ye spoke, he escorted the middle-aged man to the side of the boat, then turned to A-Can and said, "A-Can, move the boat closer."
"Yes, I'll take it." The middle-aged man said, "Oh, by the way, you're Feng Ye, the youngest son of Feng Laosan from Dongtou Village, right?"
"You know me?" Feng Ye asked, somewhat surprised.
The middle-aged man shook his head: "I don't know you. I only know you by your boat name. You're celebrities now, at least in our village."
"Oh, really?"
Feng Ye scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, as he really didn't know anything about this so-called "celebrity".
"You're the ones who brought back the statue of Mazu, aren't you? Also, didn't you rescue three people from the bandits on Longtail Island a while ago? Those were people from our village."
"Oh, so you're from Honglin Village, Uncle."
Honglin Village is one of the four villages on Baishi Island, and it is adjacent to Dongtou Village.
The three people they rescued were from Honglin Village. They later came to thank them, but they were all out at sea at the time and were not at home. They only found out where they were from by hearing from their families.
"Yes, speaking of which, one of those three is actually related to me. I never expected that I would be saved by you today."
"That's quite a coincidence."
As they were talking, Ah-chan brought the boat closer, and the boy steered the boat in coordination.
The two boats were brought close together, almost touching, to make it easier for the middle-aged man to pass.
The middle-aged man thanked him again before stepping over.
Immediately, the two ships separated, maintaining a short distance between them, and sailed together towards White Stone Island.
Seeing that A-Can was driving quite well, Feng Ye let him drive, only watching from the driver's seat so he could quickly take over in case of any problems.
Only when they could see White Stone Island in the distance did the two ships finally separate and head towards their respective villages.
Meanwhile, the sea was filled with ships heading back.
...
I thought the storm would pass quickly and wouldn't delay our departure tomorrow.
However, things did not go as expected.
The rain continued until nightfall, and the wind and rain intensified as night fell, shrouding the entire White Stone Island in darkness and chaos.
Feng Ye's house was transformed into a waterfall once again, with countless tiles blown out of place.
He lay half-reclined on the bed, listening to the sound of the wind and rain outside the window, and couldn't help but feel a little worried about the Harvest ship that had not yet returned.
Such weather is undoubtedly a fatal blow to fishermen who rely on the sea for their livelihood.
The rain continued until the early hours of the morning before gradually subsiding, though the waves did not calm down so quickly.
There were still some waves until the early hours of the third day.
Some people couldn't wait any longer and eagerly set sail.
After all, every day of delay is a day's loss.
Some people are unwilling to take the risk and would rather earn less money for that day.
Feng Ye and A-Can were among them. They got up at three in the morning, went to the pier to take a look, found that there were still waves, and then went back to sleep.
They've already made a fortune this month thanks to a big croaker, so they don't mind taking an extra day off.
After breakfast, Feng Ye stuffed a snakeskin bag into his pocket and strolled leisurely to the dock.
Big fish are caught in big storms.
We didn't go out to sea today, but we can collect fish and shrimp washed ashore by the waves. If we're lucky, we can have quite a haul.
Anyway, I'm just idling around.
On the beach, many adults and children were already there, each carrying a bucket, searching for seafood washed ashore in the receding waves.
Seeing this, Feng Ye lost hope for a good catch from his beachcombing day.
However, he still went over and joined them.
If I can't find it, so be it. It's a cloudy day anyway, so I'll just treat it as a walk.
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