Before the discussions in the village had subsided, it was time to go out to sea again.
On the first day of the eighth lunar month, Feng Ye, Feng Xuan, and A Can went to the Tianhou Temple to worship Mazu after having breakfast.
However, there were just too many people, and they waited for more than an hour before it was their turn.
It was almost 10 o'clock when we came down the mountain.
"I can't come this late next time, I have to come earlier. There are just too many people. And the weather is so hot, it's unbearable."
Ah-chan grumbled, his face full of resentment.
Although it's already autumn, the weather is still as hot as summer, with scorching sunshine.
You can imagine how uncomfortable it must have been to queue for more than an hour under the scorching sun.
"It's all your fault for sleeping in until the sun is high in the sky. If you had gotten up earlier, we wouldn't have had to wait in line for so long."
Feng Ye said irritably, "I must have been bewitched, stupidly insisting on waiting for you to sunbathe together."
Ah-Can argued, "In the past few months, there were only a lot of people around the Dragon Boat Festival. There weren't many people on the first day of the Lunar New Year. It would only take a little while before it was our turn. Who would have thought that so many people would suddenly come today?"
"It would be understandable if there were so many people on Mid-Autumn Festival, but today... it's too strange."
Feng Xuan was also very puzzled and couldn't figure it out.
"Why else? We were in the newspapers and on TV."
Feng Ye pursed his lips, "There must be quite a few people who saw the news, and since it mentioned Baisha Island, they all felt that Mazu had appeared, so they came to worship."
"Now that you mention it, it's actually quite possible."
Feng Xuan suddenly realized
"These people are really something. They don't burn incense regularly, but they only pray to Buddha when it's too late. What good is that? Even if Mazu really does appear, she won't protect people like them. Sigh..."
Ah-chan sighed and continued, "It's just that it's made life difficult for the people on our island; many of them are forced to queue up to sunbathe."
Feng Ye patted A-Can on the shoulder: "This is enough. Remember to get up earlier next time, or I won't wait for you."
Feng Xuan also said, "That's right, the early bird catches the worm. We should come earlier in the future."
"Why not say that the early bird catches the worm..."
What did you say?
“It’s nothing. I told you not to come in the morning anymore. Just come at midnight, and go back to sleep after you’ve finished offering incense.”
"It's not impossible..."
The three walked and talked, and just as they entered the village, they saw Ye Qingyu coming towards them.
Ah-Can greeted her with a grin: "Ah-Yu, did you come to see me?"
Ye Qingyu rolled her eyes at him: "I didn't come to see you, I came to see my brother-in-law."
"Looking for me? What's up?" Feng Ye asked, puzzled.
"Someone's come to your house. Your sister wants you to go home right away."
Who is it? Do you know them?
Ye Qingyu shook her head: "I don't know them. There were two people, one old and one young. The younger one is a policeman."
Upon hearing her words, Feng Ye instantly guessed who the police officer was.
But who the other person is remains a mystery.
Moreover, he was even more puzzled, not understanding why Fang Yi had come over at this time.
"Brother Ye, is that Fang Yi?"
Ah-Can interjected, having already guessed it.
"It must be him."
Feng Ye nodded, "I'll go back and check on things, so I won't go with you to pick vegetables."
Feng Xuan waved his hand and said, "They must have come here for something. Go back quickly."
"Um."
Feng Ye hurried home, filled with curiosity.
Fang Yi arrived at this time with other people; it's unclear what his purpose was.
As soon as I got to my front door, I heard people talking inside.
He went inside and found two people sitting in the living room, drinking tea.
One of them was Fang Yi, and the other was a middle-aged man around fifty years old, wearing a sharp suit, with several bags at his feet.
"Old Feng, you're finally back."
When Fang Yi saw him, he didn't get up, but just smiled and greeted him.
Feng Ye nodded, then asked in confusion, "Why did you come here? And who is this?"
Fang Yi introduced him: "His name is Nie Shiqian, from Xiamen, and he is the father of the man you rescued."
The middle-aged man quickly stood up and politely extended his hand: "Mr. Feng, hello. Thank you so much for saving my son. I've taken the liberty of coming to express my gratitude today."
"It was just a small favor; we happened to be there, and anyone would have done the same."
Feng Ye shook hands with him, somewhat surprised. He really hadn't expected that the man who had fallen into the water was his father, and that he had come all this way to express his gratitude.
He invited the two to sit down and poured them more tea.
"You're too kind. There was really no need to make a special trip over here; a phone call would have sufficed."
"No, I must come. You saved my son's life, and I should come to thank you in person, both morally and logically."
Nie Shiqian looked serious and spoke sincerely.
As he spoke, he handed over a bag that was placed at his feet, saying, "This is a small token of my appreciation; please accept it."
Feng Ye waved his hand and declined, saying, "It's just a small favor, there's no need for that."
But Nie Shiqian insisted, "You must accept it. I asked the doctor, and if it weren't for your emergency measures, my son would be dead."
Moreover, these are just some local specialties, not worth much money.
Seeing that Nie Shiqian was adamant, Feng Ye stopped refusing and accepted the bag.
Although I was curious about what this so-called local specialty was, it wouldn't be appropriate to open it in front of others; that would be too impolite. So I simply put it aside.
Nie Shiqian then brought up seven more bags: "These are for the other people. I won't visit them individually, so please pass them on to them."
"No problem, I will convey your good wishes to them."
Feng Ye took the bag, feeling a mix of emotions.
Nie Shiqian is quite good at interpersonal relationships. He not only personally visited to express his gratitude but also prepared gifts, and he didn't forget the others either.
"Is he alright?"
"She's fine now. She woke up that night, was observed in the hospital for a few days, and was discharged yesterday."
"That's good. He wasn't breathing when we pulled him out of the water. I did CPR on him and he started breathing again, but he didn't wake up. I was worried that he might have some long-term effects."
Nie Shiqian once again expressed his gratitude: "Thanks to you all, you not only saved his life, but also our whole family."
Feng Ye smiled and said, "If you see someone fall into the water, you can't just stand by and watch them die, right? And I happen to know a little about first aid."
He paused, then asked, "By the way, how did your son fall into the water?"
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