When Guo Qi and his group came up, they could only see things, but not a single person.
Was the cargo ship really blown here by a storm? How strong must the storm be to blow such a large cargo ship onto the shallows?
And what about the people up there? Did they jump into the sea to escape? Not a single one died? That just doesn't make sense.
The three Guo brothers and He Xiao's first reaction was that Pei Nansheng and his sister were responsible for this, and only people with supernatural abilities could have such unpredictable methods.
Yang Chengang didn't believe it. In his impression, Zuo Ling was just a rich second-generation who had some money but didn't know anything.
When human strength cannot contend with the will of Heaven, people place their hopes on God. He felt that this was a ghost ship, a blessing sent by Heaven because it saw how much they were suffering.
But no matter how you look at it, the cargo ship must be kept; it cannot be allowed to be blown away by the storm again.
On the one hand, they sent Tao Dali and a few other fishermen to lower the anchor hooks to secure the cargo ship.
On the other hand, send a few skilled carpenters, along with seventy or eighty strong young men, to gather wood and make a winch.
Those who were physically weaker were made to peel tree bark and twist hemp rope, the thicker the rope, the better.
Some people were puzzled, "Guo, why are you making that thing?"
They're still waiting for a big meal; they have no interest in going far away to get wood or twist hemp rope.
"Don't you want to go home? God sent this cargo ship here, which means He sent you hope of going home. If we don't secure it, what if it gets blown away by a storm? Where are we going to find another cargo ship this big?"
Those who wanted to go home had hope in their eyes.
Of course I want to! I dream about it!
Those who didn't want to go home muttered to themselves, "What does this have to do with me? It's you who want to go home, not me. Why should I do anything about it?"
At the same time, they also had their own little schemes. Everyone else had left, so how long could the few and a half people left live?
When there were no boats available, everyone was disheartened, and no one wanted to go home.
Having a boat has led to more considerations and indecisiveness.
Unable to make a decision, and with several powerful leaders above him, he could only follow orders and do his job obediently: if he was supposed to work with wood, he worked with wood; if he was supposed to make a winch, he made a winch; if he was supposed to twist hemp rope, he twisted hemp rope.
Guo Qi was generous; those who couldn't make it back for dinner each received a compressed biscuit and a can of meat. Those who were initially a little resentful were quickly put to rest.
Chen Hao and Di Fei don't care. Wherever they go, they'll always be there for their brother. In this life, wherever their brother is, that's where they'll be.
But the eldest brother was different; he injured someone back then and was advised to leave the army.
According to Chen Hao and Di Fei, that kid deserved a beating, and the older brother did a good job beating him. But he injured someone, and that's it. Military discipline is what it is, so the older brother had no choice but to retire.
If my elder brother can really bring a ship full of people back, he will have made a great contribution and will definitely be able to wear that military uniform he has been longing for again.
But bringing the person back safely is easier said than done!
I shook my head, deciding not to think about it anymore. I'll just do whatever my brother tells me to do.
The two underestimated Guo Qi. Guo Qi was born with leadership qualities and was naturally capable of shouldering responsibilities.
To categorize him as someone who does good deeds to secure a better future for himself is an insult to his character.
He Xiao is a businessman; he goes wherever there's profit to be made. After a brief period of excitement, whether or not to go back... he really hadn't decided.
Yang Chengang was conflicted; he wanted to go back, but he didn't want to either. He was afraid of returning to that warm and welcoming place he once knew.
But regardless of whether we go back or not, we must first create the conditions for returning home.
In case something terrible happens in Australia, the sea becomes the only escape route.
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