The two laughed and joked, and before they knew it, the outline of their safe haven was becoming visible.
At this time, there were also more ships on the sea heading towards the harbor.
There are always some people who, for various reasons such as not being in a hurry or being delayed by other matters, are later than others in sailing their boats to the harbor.
There is only one safe haven on Baishi Island, and that is the Lujia Village Wharf on the west side.
All the fishing boats on the island will come here to take shelter from the typhoon before it arrives.
The terrain of Lujia Village is somewhat like a concave shape, and the dock is located on the left side of the concave area, forming a natural deep-water dock.
Surrounded by mountains on three sides and the sea on one side, the ships docked there are relatively safe during typhoons.
The Xuri ship swayed as it entered the area of Lujiacun Wharf, and the swaying immediately lessened.
Although the harbor wasn't exactly calm, it was remarkably tranquil compared to the turbulent waves outside.
As far as the eye could see, boats of all sizes were moored side by side in neat rows.
Looking around, all the ships were secured and remained completely still.
As the roar of the diesel engine gradually subsided, the Rising Sun came to a steady stop, standing shoulder to shoulder with the many fishing boats that had already gathered there.
The two of them went to great lengths to secure the items, ensuring everything was safe before finally getting ashore and going home together.
"Ah, if only I had a motorcycle."
Thinking about the hour-long walk back, Feng Ye couldn't help but sigh.
"What would we do with it? Our island is so tiny, how many times a year can we ride it?"
Ah-Can shook his head dismissively.
Feng Ye retorted, "If it were true, you wouldn't think like that. You would think of riding a motorcycle wherever you go."
Think about it, 20 or 30 years from now, besides the elderly, who will still be willing to walk?
Back then, legs were truly precious.
Even in the village, if they want to go somewhere a little further, they don't want to walk; they have to ride a bike.
And now, those legs can actually walk.
In some places, it's very far to go to the market, and you have to walk the whole way, which can take three or four hours each way.
"What you said makes sense," Ah-Can nodded and chuckled. "Why don't you go buy one, Ye-ge? Let's see if your dad breaks your legs."
Feng Ye retorted stubbornly, "How could that be? It's not like he has to spend any money."
"Okay, then you go buy it. I don't have any money, and I don't dare to buy it. I want to live a few more years."
Ah-Can shrank his neck.
Actually, motorcycles aren't very practical on the island, and they're quite troublesome.
There is no gasoline for sale on the island now; all that is available is diesel fuel for the fishing boats.
If I actually buy one, I'm sure I'll get scolded, and I might even get beaten up.
Feng Ye rolled her eyes at him, "Look at you, so pathetic."
Perhaps because we had company, we could chat and joke around along the way, and time seemed to pass quickly, and we weren't too tired.
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