In the middle of the night, Feng Ye was awakened by a chill.
"Damn, the bed is leaking again?"
Although it was pitch black and I couldn't see my hand in front of my face, I could clearly feel water droplets constantly hitting my body.
He tiptoed out of the dark and lit a candle. By the dim light of the candle, he looked at the bed and saw that there were indeed water droplets on the spot where he had just been lying.
He quickly went to the main room, found a basin that was collecting water, poured the water out, and then put it on the bed to collect more water.
As for the leak in the main room, we can only let it leak onto the ground.
After checking the house again and finding no further leaks, I breathed a sigh of relief.
He was genuinely afraid the roof tiles would be blown off.
After emptying the basins and buckets used for collecting water in the room, Feng Ye returned and gently patted Ye Qingling a few times: "A-Ling, wake up..."
Ye Qingling opened her blurry eyes and mumbled, "What's wrong?"
"The spot where I'm sleeping is leaking, so I'm getting up and moving the bed."
"Uh...it's leaking again."
Ye Qingling saw the washbasin on the bed and immediately woke up. She quickly got up and together they moved the bed away from the leak.
Back in bed, listening to the wind and rain, Feng Ye couldn't fall asleep.
When people can't sleep, they tend to overthink.
Feng Ye was the same. As he thought about it, an idea popped into his head: he wanted to build a house, a brick-and-mortar building.
Then, I started thinking about where to build it and how to design it...
He didn't know how much time had passed before he drifted off to sleep.
Shortly after dawn, Feng Ye was woken up by his son kicking him as he turned over, so he simply got up.
Upon entering the main room, I opened the door and saw that the wind had almost stopped, but it was still drizzling.
He found an umbrella and went outside.
Along the way, we encountered many villagers carrying umbrellas or wearing raincoats heading towards the dock.
They were all fishermen, out checking the sea conditions.
Fishermen who live off the sea are most concerned about when the waves will calm down.
People greeted each other and discussed the stormy weather of the previous night in small groups. They all shared the same understanding: the typhoon had passed and the waves should calm down soon.
When someone greets her, Feng Ye will respond politely, but she will not participate in their conversation.
He knew that the typhoon had indeed passed, but it would soon return, and people would pay the ultimate price.
But he could only keep these things to himself and could not express them aloud; he could only watch helplessly as things happened.
Feng Ye remained silent as he walked, observing the extent of the disaster in the fishing village.
Many trees were downed, some broken, others uprooted; pieces of tile blown off by the strong wind could be seen on the ground from time to time, clearly indicating that many households had been affected; the roads were littered with dead branches and fallen leaves, and the ditches were blocked...
The whole village was in a mess.
When Feng Ye arrived at the dock, there were already many people standing on the dock looking at the sea and discussing when the sea would calm down.
Towering waves, carrying mud and sand, crashed against the shore with a thunderous roar, one after another, like a relentless machine, without stopping.
According to the normal tidal schedule, it should be low tide now, but it hasn't reached the bottom yet. However, the current tide level is higher than the high tide level.
The ocean truly revealed its violent side.
As time went by, more and more people gathered around the dock, and Feng Jiaqing and Feng Xuan also came over one after another, holding umbrellas.
They stood around the dock, watching the raging sea. No one left; they were all waiting for confirmation.
Finally, the loudspeaker installed at the dock blared, announcing that the county meteorological bureau had sent word that the typhoon had moved away. People then began to leave in twos and threes, discussing when to go to the harbor to bring the boat back.
Feng Ye also returned home.
After breakfast, everyone gathered in the main room again.
Ye Qingling brought out the longline fishing rod that wasn't fully finished yet, and everyone pitched in to make it.
After working for an hour or so, Feng Xuan suddenly stood up and said, "I'm going to the dock to check the tide. Ah Ye, do you want to come with me?"
Feng Ye shook his head: "I guess it'd be a waste of time to go. The waves won't calm down that quickly."
"Actually, I think so too." Feng Xuan smiled sheepishly, "I can't rest easy without going to see it; I'm always thinking about it."
Feng Ye chuckled and said, "Then you go ahead, brother. I won't go."
Feng Xuan made a fortune yesterday morning and is already addicted.
Feng Xuan left quickly and returned quickly.
He returned with an umbrella just over ten minutes later.
"Big brother, what's going on?"
Feng Ye asked the question knowing the answer already.
"Sigh!" Feng Xuan sighed and said, "They withdrew, but they didn't."
"What do you mean by 'refunded but not refunded'? Explain clearly."
Feng Jiaqing was completely confused.
Feng Xuan shook his head: "It has receded a bit compared to this morning, but the beach and reef areas are still not exposed."
Feng Ye chuckled to himself: How could the waves calm down in just a few hours during a typhoon? At the very least, it would take until the tide recedes in the afternoon.
For people living by the sea, typhoons are commonplace, and this situation should have been expected.
However, it's normal for his older brother to be a bit delusional and confused.
"It's hopeless this morning. Let's wait until the tide goes out in the afternoon and see."
It's almost nine o'clock now, and the tide will be coming in soon, so the beach and rocky areas must not be exposed.
...
Around 3 p.m., estimating that the tide was about to recede, both families went out together.
Now the wind has stopped, the rain has ceased, the dark clouds have dispersed, and the sun has come out to join the fun.
Although the waves are still large, they are much smaller than in the morning, only slightly larger than yesterday morning, and the water level has receded to the usual high tide position.
"There are way too many people here."
As soon as we approached the pier, we saw many people standing on the beach and rocky shore.
"The typhoon has passed, and the water level has receded. Everyone wants to try their luck. The key thing is that the news that A-Ye and A-Xuan picked up a lot of goods yesterday, including a giant manta ray, has spread throughout the village. Everyone, young and old, knows about it, so naturally there are more people today."
Feng Jiaqing's expression
"Uncle Fa has such a big mouth..."
Feng Ye was very unhappy.
"When I see Ah Fa, I'll have to give him a piece of my mind. My son has made a little money and he's already bragging about it everywhere. Does he even want to buy my son's goods anymore?"
Xiao Chunxiu muttered a dissatisfied remark.
Although she didn't understand what it meant to be low-key, she knew the principle of not flaunting one's wealth.
"Should we still go?"
"Since we're already here, let's go take a look."
A group of people walked along the shore, greeting each other warmly when they met someone they knew, but it was all meaningless small talk like "Have you eaten yet?" or "You're here too."
Feng Ye pulled Ye Qingling straight to the rocky area, where it was relatively easier to hide goods.
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