Han Xiaotao quickly waved her hand and pushed it back.
"No need, Brother Cheng, I can't take the money since I didn't do any work."
"This is a monthly subscription, so you can keep it."
“That won’t do. I’m paid for my work, not for doing any work.”
Ye Cheng didn't expect Han Xiaotao to be so stubborn. He scratched his head, feeling a little itchy.
That's perfect, now I have something to do.
"Okay, then you can wash my hair for me. My scalp is really itchy. That way, you'll have done my job and I can get paid, right?"
Han Xiaotao pushed the money back and then scolded her playfully.
"Why does it cost money to wash your hair? Just cover your eyes in a bit, and I'll wash it for you."
Han Xiaotao boiled some hot water, then had Ye Cheng bend over, covered the wound around his eye with gauze, and then poured water over it little by little to wash Ye Cheng's wound.
It has to be said that this woman washes her hair more carefully than the man; she washed Ye Cheng's hair until her back ached before she finished.
Moreover, during the hair washing process, Han Xiaotao's hands were scratching her head, creating an itchy sensation. No wonder so many people in later generations liked to go outside to wash their hair.
Of course, they might be washing more than just their hair.
After washing Ye Cheng's head, the itching stopped, and he felt comfortable.
Now it's the wound on his stomach. He won't dare go into the sea until it scabs over. If it gets infected, it'll be a real problem.
Despite all the persuasion, Han Xiaotao didn't take the money; she just told Ye Cheng to get some rest.
After the death that night, Duan Chunsheng and Aunt Qian came again, bringing a lot of fruit, making Ye Cheng's place look like a hospital.
These past few days, Ye Cheng has been living the life of an old man. Widow Zhang cooks a variety of dishes for him, and Jiang Yunxiang also stews several large meat dishes. In the evening, Han Xiaotao comes to wash his hair. He is living a life where he can do whatever he wants.
According to Xiao Hu, Ye Cheng is now like a nouveau riche from the old society, but Ye Cheng retorted that he was just envious and jealous.
The wounds have been healing well these past two days. The one around his eye socket has started to scab over, but the one on his stomach hasn't scab over yet because he's been moving around a lot. This means Ye Cheng has to reduce his activity level and lie down after eating.
This kind of life was bearable for a day or two, but on the fourth day, Ye Cheng couldn't take it anymore. Seeing the scabs that had already formed, he immediately dragged Xiao Hu out to sea.
We don't need Duan Chunsheng anymore; today's main task is to retrieve the longline fishing and fish traps.
When they arrived at the dock, many people came over to greet Ye Cheng, and Boss He was even more startled when he saw Ye Cheng.
"Second brother, you're already planning to go to sea? It's only been a few days, didn't you get pregnant last time?"
"Old He, spreading rumors is illegal," Ye Cheng joked.
"My stomach didn't rupture, it's just a minor cut, and it's already scabbed over."
Ye Cheng rolled up his shirt and showed it to Lao He.
Old He shook his head, pursed his lips, and said...
"Your wound is still quite tender; it's probably not a good time for you to go into the sea now."
Ye Cheng stretched.
"It has to work, even if it doesn't work. I've been stuck at home for days, my bones are practically rusting."
Old He smiled and pointed at him, saying...
"You're destined to be a workaholic."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Ye Cheng casually asked,
"By the way, the Zhu brothers aren't here. The fish that weren't home must have been stolen."
"No," Old He said happily. "The docks are much more harmonious now. You've done a service to the people."
At this point, Lao He's expression suddenly darkened again.
"However, I heard that the Zhu brothers are only detained and will be released soon. Who knows, they might come to the docks to cause trouble again."
Xiao Hu interjected.
"Their ships are all gone, what can they possibly do now?"
"Heh." Old He sneered disdainfully, "Little Tiger, you're still too young. People like them are very troublesome when you push them to the brink."
“They used to have boats, so they could get some things themselves; they just had to steal a little and that was it. Now that they don’t have boats, what are they going to do? They have to resort to robbery.”
Old He spoke with such conviction that Little Tiger started scratching his head in confusion.
Ye Cheng frowned; it did seem to make some sense.
"Then let's keep calling the police," Xiao Hu finally came up with a solution and said loudly.
Old He was even more disdainful. "Call the police? How many times can you call them? Let me ask you this: they say they want to buy your fish, and then they'll drive down the price. If you don't sell, they'll act tough and prevent anyone from buying them. Do you think you can sell them?"
Ye Cheng nodded and said affirmatively to Lao He,
"Old He, I feel you have the potential to be a mafia boss. You even thought of that."
Old He's face darkened. "I'm not trying to become some kind of mafia boss. I'm just being prepared."
"Alright, you keep planning ahead. We'll head out to sea first to retrieve the goods, and then we'll talk again when we get back."
It had been a long time since they had been out to sea. As soon as the two of them started the boat, it rocked and Ye Cheng was a little unsteady. Damn it, if he fell, people would laugh him to death.
As we sailed out of the dock, a cool sea breeze caressed our faces, the air damp and slightly salty—just the right smell.
"Brother, do you think what Lao He said is true? Will we still have to fight them?" Xiao Hu suddenly asked.
Ye Cheng smiled calmly, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"
Xiao Hu sneered, "What am I afraid of? I took on both of them by myself last time and nothing happened. I'm just afraid they'll play dirty tricks."
Ye Cheng remained silent; the Zhu brothers' situation was indeed difficult to handle.
These unemployed people have plenty of time.
Moreover, the four brothers were numerous and powerful, and ordinary boat captains really couldn't afford to offend them.
Just like Lao He said, if they really force people to buy and sell, maybe those boat captains will stop coming to this dock in the future, and everyone will suffer in the long run.
Having come up with no solution yet, Ye Cheng could only put it aside for the time being.
It took a little over an hour to get there by boat. When we arrived, we could see a huge expanse of buoys in the distance, and they were all still there.
However, there were too many reefs in that area, and with the Zhu brothers' ship sunk there, Ye Cheng didn't dare to sail over there.
The two men brought the boat close and moored it, then began to retrieve the outer traps.
These fish traps have been soaking for several days, and there are still quite a few seafood items inside. They probably really consider the fish traps their home.
The outer traps caught more than 10 crabs and over 30 kilograms of white shrimp. Although it wasn't a lot, it was better than nothing.
The remaining areas were dangerous, so the two of them had to go into the water themselves to retrieve them.
However, it was still a bit dangerous for Ye Cheng to go into the water, so Xiao Hu went over, hooked the buoy, and pulled him up, which took more than two hours.
"Brother, I think that's where their ship sank up ahead." Xiao Hu climbed out of the water and pointed to the spot ahead.
The water here isn't very deep, and the light is good today, so you can vaguely see the silhouettes of boats.
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