The rain was still falling lightly, but it had lessened considerably, becoming as fine as cow's hair or as delicate as silk threads.
Braving the drizzle, the three of them walked briskly along the road beside the dock toward their home, which was not far away.
Feng Ye, carrying a shoulder bag and luggage, walked at the front.
Despite the short distance of only a few hundred meters, he was incredibly eager to return home.
Every step felt like walking on cotton, light yet firm.
Home is always a place that brings warmth and peace.
This is especially true for fishermen who have been at sea for many days.
Every time I return home, it feels like I've finally found a haven for my soul after a long journey.
Ye Chenliang followed closely behind, also carrying his own luggage.
Although he was also filled with longing for his family, he could only go back to Feng Ye's house for the time being.
If I want to go home, I'll have to wait until tomorrow.
According to the plan before setting sail, Feng Ye and Ye Qingling would take Feng Xinan back to deliver the festival tomorrow.
He and Ye Qingyu went back together, and they would come back here after the festival.
Of the three, the most composed was Feng Xuan, who walked at the back with his hands empty, keeping pace at a leisurely pace.
After all, he had already returned yesterday, but he only made a delivery to the county early this morning.
As soon as they reached the edge of the workshop, a black dog ran towards them, wagging its tail and barking wildly.
Little Black is six months old now, growing stronger and stronger, its jet-black fur gleaming glossy in the rain.
"Little Black, did you miss me?"
Feng Ye smiled and reached out to pat its head.
Little Black seemed to understand, and barked even more merrily, circling around his feet.
Feng Xuan watched him interact with Xiao Hei and couldn't help but shake her head, reminding him, "It's still raining, let's go home first."
"Yes, yes, let's go home first."
Feng Ye agreed and continued walking forward.
Turning past the workshop, you'll see Ye Qingling standing at the door with her son, waiting with a beaming smile.
"father……"
Feng Xinan shouted excitedly, wanting to run over to greet him.
However, just as his short legs started to move, Ye Qingling grabbed him.
"The ground is all wet. Wait for your father to come."
Although Feng Xinan was somewhat unwilling, he had no choice but to stand obediently in place, watching his father approach step by step.
Upon seeing his wife and children, Feng Ye's face instantly lit up with a smile, and he quickened his pace.
She strode to the door and picked up her son in one go.
"Anan, do you miss your father?"
He affectionately rubbed his face against his son's.
The little guy nodded vigorously and answered in his childish voice, "Yes, Nan Nan misses Daddy every day."
Ye Chenliang leaned over and gently pinched the little guy's cheek: "You only have eyes for your dad, and you don't even call me?"
Feng Xinan then called out in a clear voice, "Uncle."
As soon as she finished speaking, she buried her head in Feng Ye's arms, seemingly a little shy.
"Alright, everyone, stop standing there and come inside."
Ye Qingling then said to Feng Xuan, "Brother, come in and sit for a while."
Feng Xuan waved his hand, "No, A-Ye hasn't slept since the second half of the night. I'll come over after he's had a nap."
After saying that, he turned around and went back to his house next door.
As soon as he entered the living room and put down his luggage, Ye Chenliang asked, "Where's Ayu? I don't see her."
"She went back the day before yesterday."
"Didn't we agree to go back together tomorrow? Why the sudden change of plans?"
Ye Qingling glanced at him, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Ye Chenliang's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition welled up in his mind.
He quickly asked, "Did something happen at home?"
"Ah Ling, could something really have happened?"
Feng Ye stopped teasing his son and asked nervously.
"It's nothing serious, Mom just tripped and fell while she was working..."
"Oh, is it serious?"
Feng Ye and Ye Chenliang asked in unison, their faces filled with worry.
"Nothing serious."
Ye Qingling shook her head, "I just twisted my ankle and it's inconvenient for me to walk. I've already seen a doctor."
With the Dragon Boat Festival approaching, I decided to send Ayu back to take care of her mother for a while.
Hearing this, the two breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Ye Chenliang murmured to himself, "It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright."
Ye Qingling continued, "I originally wanted to go back too, but you've all gone out to sea, and there's a lot of work to do in the workshop, so I can't leave right now..."
"Ah Ye, could you find a boat to take me to town?"
Ye Chenliang interrupted Ye Qingling and asked somewhat anxiously.
"Brother, you don't need to be so anxious, I already said it's not serious..."
Feng Ye also said, "A Ling and I will go back tomorrow, so it won't make a difference if we stay one more day."
Besides, Mother has already fallen. What good will your rush back do? Will it make Mother's foot heal immediately?
Ye Chenliang frowned: "I know, but I just want to go back and see the place as soon as possible so I can feel at ease."
He sighed and paced back and forth in the living room, somewhat agitated.
Ye Qingling glanced at him helplessly, then turned to Feng Ye and said, "Ah Ye, why don't you find someone to take my brother home?"
He's a thoughtful person; he'll probably keep worrying about his mother until he sees she's alright.
Feng Ye thought for a moment and said, "There's no need to find a boat; there's no need to spend the money."
Let's wait for Dad to come back. He should be back in an hour or two at most. We can ask him to take us there.
"Brother, you can't be so impatient, can you?"
"Okay... fine."
Despite his anxiety, Ye Chenliang had no choice but to nod and agree.
He sat back down in the chair, but still looked restless.
“You’re all soaked. I’ll go boil some water for you to take a bath.”
As Ye Qingling spoke, she turned and headed towards the kitchen.
Feng Ye nodded: "Yes, I really need to take a good shower."
They hadn't had a proper bath during the six or seven days they were at sea.
The conditions on the ship were really limited, and fresh water was precious and shouldn't be wasted like this.
It's not that you can't take a bath, but the method is a bit special.
That means taking off all your clothes and jumping into the sea to wash. After washing, you go back to the boat, wet a towel with fresh water, and dry off the seawater. That's it.
The clothes are washed in the same way: first, they are thrown into the sea to wash, and then rinsed with fresh water.
Of course, this only applies to fishermen; others cannot accept this approach.
Ye Chenliang was very uncomfortable with it at first.
But there's no way around it; once you're in this line of work, you just have to adapt.
It's not like it's cold outside, so it's okay not to shower for a few days.
It's summer now, the weather is hot, and you're covered in sweat all the time.
If you don't shower, your body will smell terrible and go bad.
Therefore, during these few days at sea, the ship would stop for a while each day to allow everyone to jump into the sea and wash up.
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