That night, strong winds picked up again, and it rained intermittently.
The next morning, Feng Ye didn't get up too early. When he got up, his family had already finished breakfast and were continuing their longline fishing in the main room.
After washing up, I found a pot of hot breakfast in the kitchen, swallowed it whole, and went back to the main room to help.
Feng Jiaqing glanced at Feng Ye: "Your jinx really came true, the typhoon is back again."
"Is there concrete news?"
Feng Jiaqing nodded: "The village broadcast announced it this morning."
Feng Xuan shook his head repeatedly: "Some people just won't listen to advice and insist on courting death."
"What happened?"
“Some people went out to sea last night despite warnings. Most of them have returned, but three boats have not yet come back, and it is highly likely that they are in grave danger.”
Feng Ye was deeply shaken.
In my past life, only two ships sank, and both times they sank while heading to a safe harbor.
However, three ships have now set sail and disappeared without a trace.
Is the butterfly effect really that strong?
If I hadn't paid attention yesterday and hadn't persuaded my father to go to the village secretary to make a public announcement, wouldn't even more boats have gone out to sea?
Feng Ye felt a little heavy-hearted.
All of these changes were caused by his rebirth, but they can't be blamed on him.
They only have themselves to blame; they couldn't resist their greedy desires.
Greed is the original sin.
...
As the tide was about to recede, Feng Xuan stood up and said, "The tide is going out soon, let's go to the beach together."
"Okay, okay..."
"Mom, I'll help you dig for clams today."
The first to respond were not the adults, but Feng Xuan's two children.
Another typhoon has arrived, and schools remain closed today.
“You guys are everywhere, especially you, Adong. Your sister knows how to help, but all you do is play all day long.”
Du Guilan glared at her son, annoyed.
Xiao Chunxiu agreed, "Let's all go and take a look. Even if we don't find anything valuable, digging up some clams can add another dish to the dinner table."
Shellfish are easy to keep alive. As long as there is seawater, they will be fine for a few days. If there are too many to eat, they can be dried.
"Go ahead."
Feng Ye didn't care; longline fishing could be done anytime, and going for a walk on the beach was also an option.
However, he had a feeling that there would be more people on the beach today, and the chances of finding something would be even lower.
Sure enough, as soon as we approached the pier, we saw crowds of people gathered on the shore around it, chatting in small groups.
Clearly, this group was waiting for the tide to go down to the beach or rocky area to try their luck and find some big catches.
Two days ago, someone made a fortune, which naturally inspired others, who all hoped that the next lucky person would be them and decided to give it a try.
"Third Brother, thank you. If you hadn't had the Party Secretary broadcast that the typhoon might turn back, I would have gone out to sea and might have been one of the people who never came back."
"Ah Qing, thank you, thank you so much. I didn't pay attention to the announcement before, and only remembered it when we got out to sea and the waves were getting bigger..."
"Thanks, Feng Laosan..."
Upon seeing Feng Jiaqing and his group, several people immediately surrounded them, grasping Feng Jiaqing's hands and expressing their gratitude.
Feng Ye couldn't help but laugh.
Yesterday, the village party secretary was skeptical and unwilling to take responsibility, so he pushed Feng Jiaqing out on the radio, which ironically boosted Feng Jiaqing's popularity.
It was truly an unexpected and wonderful outcome!
After listening for a while, Feng Ye gazed intently at the sea.
The waves were much smaller than yesterday morning, but much larger than in the afternoon, with the waves crashing against the shore.
There were no fishing boats longer than ten meters long left on the dock. Presumably, apart from the three fishing boats that had disappeared without a trace, they had all sailed to the harbor.
Only a few small wooden boats that were launched yesterday remain, and they are being carried ashore one by one amidst the shouts of boatmen.
As I strolled slowly along the coast toward the reef area, I heard many people discussing the three fishing boats that had not returned.
Time passed second by second, and today's tide disappointed everyone greatly, barely receding at all, and their hopes of striking it rich were dashed.
...
Two days later, the sun shone brightly in the morning, and a gentle breeze was blowing; it was a beautiful day.
The typhoon that hit the night before last seemed like a dream to most people; it's over now.
But for those three families, it was a disaster.
Those three ships never returned, and there was almost no hope of survival.
Their once happy life was shattered, leaving behind only a widow and her young child, making life difficult.
After having breakfast, Feng Ye didn't see Feng Jiaqing, so she asked Xiao Chunxiu, "Mother, where's Father? Did he go to work at the dock in town again?"
"You can't earn a penny if you stay at home idle, but you can at least earn a few dollars by carrying goods at the dock."
"This old man, didn't I tell him to come out to sea with me?"
"One person is enough for a small wooden boat. What's the point of having so many people? We'll talk about it when you buy a big boat."
Feng Ye was speechless.
This old man is quite adept at using delaying tactics.
Originally, I wanted to make things easier for him, but he insisted on overthinking things. If he wanted to be tired, then so be it; there was nothing Feng Ye could do.
"Where's my brother? Why isn't he home? Doesn't he want to come out to sea with me?"
Feng Ye glanced at the two rooms across the street that belonged to Feng Xuan; both were locked.
“His father-in-law sent a message by ferry early in the morning, saying that he had found him a small wooden boat, and he and Alan went to negotiate the price.”
"Oh, that's great."
Feng Ye was genuinely happy.
Each has their own boat, and the harvest depends on themselves, making it less likely for brothers to have conflicts.
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