Feng Ye ran wildly on the beach, the sea breeze mixed with rain hitting his face, making it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.
He was inwardly groaning.
Before he went to sea, he had thought that his family would worry or even be angry when they found out he was going to sea.
Ye Qingling didn't understand; she didn't know the dangers of typhoon days, but the others did.
He never imagined his father would be so furious, chasing him across most of the village without stopping.
This was the angrier he had ever seen his father in his entire life.
Whether he was lazy, wasteful, or whatever mistakes he made in the past.
Although it might anger his father, who might want to beat him, as long as he runs away from home and stays outside for a while, he'll at most get a scolding when he gets back.
This time, it looks like he's in for a beating.
He also knew that his father was worried about his safety and afraid that he would take such risks again in the future.
If he had some regrets while at sea, now he truly regrets going out to sea.
Although I made money, it was a bit of a waste to anger my father.
Feng Ye ran breathlessly, but still didn't forget to look back at Feng Jiaqing, who was chasing closely behind him.
He doesn't want to stop now and get beaten up.
He planned to wait until his father was tired from running around, then have a good talk with him, and maybe the beating would be less severe.
Despite his advanced age, Feng Jiaqing still ran with incredible speed, keeping close behind Feng Ye.
After all, he had spent his whole life doing hard labor, so he had plenty of strength and stamina.
When they reached the fork in the road leading to the new house, Feng Ye turned around and ran inside.
Then, he took his father for a walk around the unfinished new house.
Feng Jiaqing realized that going around in circles like this wasn't going to work, so he simply stopped and blocked the way out.
Upon seeing this, Feng Ye also stopped and stood under the eaves, saying to Feng Jiaqing, who was blocking the road in the rain, "Dad, don't stand outside in the rain, come and take shelter under the eaves."
"You little rascal, you're getting more and more outrageous! A typhoon is coming in a couple of days, and you still dare to go out to sea? Are you crazy?!"
Feng Jiaqing, panting heavily and still angry, walked towards the eaves as he spoke.
"I'm confident I can come back, otherwise I wouldn't dare to go out."
Feng Ye stared intently at his father, then stepped back to maintain a safe distance.
"Confident? Even veteran fishermen with decades of experience wouldn't dare say they're confident. You've only been sailing for a few days, and you dare say you're confident? Who do you think you are!"
"Didn't I come back safe and sound?"
"So what if you come back? Do you know how anxious your mother is at home, like a cat on a hot tin roof? You unfilial son!"
"Dad, I was wrong. I won't do it again."
"If you don't discipline someone for a day, they'll be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles. I think we've spoiled you too much in the past and haven't disciplined you enough, which is why you're so unruly now!"
"Don't you ever think about what would happen to A-Ling and A-Nan if something happened to you?"
"How many more years can your mother and I help you? If you don't think about yourself, you should at least think about your wife and children..."
Feng Jiaqing's mouth spewed out a torrent of complaints, one after another, relentlessly berating his troublesome son.
Feng Ye didn't refute it, nor could he.
After all, he was in the wrong first and didn't think things through.
He just kept saying, "I was wrong, I won't do it again."
After venting his anger for a while, Feng Jiaqing's rage gradually subsided.
Seeing this, Feng Ye knew his chance had come, and said with a grin, "Dad, I really know I was wrong. If you're still not over it, I'll let you beat me up right now."
"Then come here."
Although Feng Jiaqing's voice was still stern, it no longer carried the anger it had before.
Feng Ye walked up to his father somewhat nervously, gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, go ahead and hit him."
Feng Jiaqing raised the wooden stick high and struck Feng Ye hard.
Feng Ye instinctively closed his eyes.
He had an urge to turn and run, but he held back.
His father's anger had subsided, and he didn't believe that this attack would be too harsh.
Sure enough, just as the wooden stick was about to strike Feng Ye, Feng Jiaqing stopped using his strength.
He eventually softened.
When the blow landed on Feng Ye, it didn't hurt much anymore.
"Forget it. You're an adult now. I just hope you remember to think about your wife and kids before making any decisions, and stop acting like a child."
Feng Jiaqing sighed and put the wooden stick down.
"Dad, don't worry. I was really too impulsive this time. I was only thinking that I could get some goods when the waves were high, and I wanted to go out and try my luck. I didn't consider your feelings."
"Alright, go back now and comfort your mother. She's really worried about you; she's almost crying."
"Um."
Feng Ye nodded.
Since they were both soaked to the bone, they didn't care about walking back in the rain.
Moreover, in just a short while, the rain subsided considerably.
"Oh, by the way, how was your voyage?"
"Very good, the first net hauled over 600 catties of pomfret, the second net was a little less..."
When it came to the gains, Feng Ye got excited and recounted the achievements of the three networks.
As he listened to his son's story, Feng Jiaqing's brows gradually relaxed.
Although he was still unhappy with his youngest son's adventurous behavior, he couldn't help but smile slightly at this moment.
"The pomfret and other fish, shrimp and crabs sold for more than two thousand, and the emperor grouper should have sold for more than a thousand. This risky trip was actually quite worthwhile."
"No matter how much money you make, you have to be alive to spend it. Don't do such dangerous things again."
Feng Jiaqing repeatedly reminded him.
"I understand, Dad. Actually, I was quite scared about this trip, mainly because I was afraid the ship wouldn't be able to withstand the wind and waves and would fall apart."
"It's good that you know fear. What I'm afraid of is that you don't know fear and will act recklessly again next time."
The father and son walked and talked, gradually returning to the beach.
At this time, it was high tide, and the waves kept crashing against the beach.
"These waves aren't going to calm down anytime soon, and we don't know when we'll be able to get the boat to a safe harbor."
Feng Ye looked up at the few people still waiting for the sea to calm down on the dock and shook his head.
"Don't worry, let's wait and see. The wind has stopped, it shouldn't be long before things get much better."
"I'm not in a hurry. The typhoon won't arrive until at least tomorrow or the day after. There will always be times when the sea conditions are good in between."
Feng Ye turned his head and looked at the sea again, and was immediately stunned.
What are you standing there for?
Feng Jiaqing took a few steps, then noticed that his son hadn't followed, and turned back to ask.
"Dad, look what's that!"
Feng Ye's voice carried a hint of excitement.
Feng Jiaqing looked in the direction Feng Ye was pointing.
In the rolling waves, a large fish could be seen appearing and disappearing, being swept along and involuntarily pushed towards the shore.
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