"It's a red alert."
The village committee members gathered together, and their faces were all grim.
This is no joke.
The passing typhoon could pose an immeasurable threat to the personal safety and property of the villagers. The old village chief, smoking a cigarette, asked, "Should we organize an evacuation?"
Wu Yingwei shook his head: "That won't work."
"We experienced this last year when a typhoon hit. Many elderly people in our village would rather die at home than leave."
"besides……"
Chen Gui: "Those old bastards are courting death..."
The old village chief looked up.
Chen Gui immediately shut up and said sullenly, "I'm just anxious."
The old village chief didn't take it to heart and said, "The higher-ups have also given instructions: each village should manage its own affairs, report any emergencies promptly, and the higher-ups will arrange rescue efforts."
“There’s also a dock in our Xiaoxi Village.”
Who is willing to take responsibility for the dock area?
No one spoke.
The old village chief looked at Wu Yingwei.
Wu Yingwei nodded: "I'll take charge."
No one reacted much. Wu Yingwei was always at the forefront, so he was naturally responsible for the most troublesome and dangerous places.
The old village chief continued to assign tasks.
Chen Gui complained bitterly. Every time this happened, he wished he could resign on the spot, but he couldn't bear to give up his position and power. When he saw the old village chief arranging the work, his eyes flickered, wishing he could take his place.
He cursed inwardly at the old village chief for not dying yet, for occupying the latrine without doing his business. Reluctantly, he got up and braved the wind and rain to walk outside.
...
Wu Yingwei went home first and put down the lunchbox.
He briefly explained what he knew and also checked the house thoroughly, just in case he was busy outside while things went wrong at home, which would be a laughing stock.
Wu An was also at home.
The old house had just been cleaned up when Wu Ping came and called him over.
Because of the typhoon, the school only had half a day of classes before closing. The school buildings were in disrepair for many years, and if the students were buried underneath, no one could bear the responsibility.
Wu Yingwei asked, "Is the old house all done?"
Wu An nodded: "Foreman Li is very reliable, he's got everything done."
"I'll look for him again when we build our new house."
Wu Yingwei asked a few more questions and learned that there was still a portion of the final payment that had not been made. He nodded and said no more, then braved the wind and rain to go out again.
Wu An looked on, but wasn't too worried.
My dad's notebook also recorded this typhoon. Although it caused some property damage, it was basically over.
Typhoons strike every year, sometimes one after another.
It's nothing really.
That year, for at least half the year, it was windy and rainy, and there were very few truly good days.
We've eaten.
It's rare to have some free time, so the three of us sat watching TV while eating fruit and drinking tea, with the sounds of wind and rain outside adding to the charm.
In the afternoon, the wind and rain suddenly stopped.
Aqing ran over.
He had been holding it in all morning, and it was making him very uncomfortable.
"Brother, wanna go to the beach?"
"When I came here, I saw a lot of people going to the beach to collect clams."
"My uncle and Chen Gui and a few others are also here."
Wu An shook his head. With only 3 points of luck, he decided not to join in the fun and add to his father's workload.
This is the calm before the storm.
Boss Gao called, saying he had news about a fishing boat.
Wu An perked up upon hearing this and inquired about the fishing boat. Boss Gao only said that it was a small fishing boat that could only go to the nearshore waters, and he didn't know much about the specifics.
Wu An immediately said he would go and take a look after the typhoon passed.
After hanging up the phone, Wu An was somewhat agitated.
Looking at the money in his hand again, he gradually calmed down. Why? He didn't have much money left, just over two thousand yuan, only enough to pay the final payment.
He wasn't flustered at all.
It's okay if you don't have money, you can always earn it.
Soon the "crab migration" will take place, and everyone can get rich quickly. He has no idea exactly how much he can earn, but he has heard that many people have made a lot of money, and his father has also recorded it in his notebook.
It is said that this caused some conflicts, and a fight broke out because of the struggle. My father did not benefit from this matter at all, but instead had to spend a lot of time and effort to deal with it.
If he could "take them all down in one go," that would be a way of indirectly helping his father lighten his workload.
Of course, luck also plays a part.
If we can't seize the initiative, it's okay.
Anyway, he has plenty of ways to make money now. Even if the system is not working well, he can still earn a thousand or eight hundred a day if he works hard.
It's not the best, but it's more than enough compared to the worst.
When Aqing heard there was news about the fishing boat, she was very excited: "Brother, then we'll be able to set sail soon!"
Wu An smiled and said, "If all goes well, it should be soon."
Ah Qing was even happier than him, saying, "That's great! I can be a boatman too!"
Wu An asked, "What's so great about being a boatman?"
Ah Qing said, "I applied for jobs before, but the boat captains all rejected me, saying I wasn't good enough."
Wu An suddenly realized.
Aqing dropped out of school early, and being thin and short, even though she was an adult, she looked like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child. She was clearly not cut out for manual labor.
In fact, Aqing is hardworking and never complains no matter how hard or tiring it is. Moreover, he is honest and kind, making him a very good partner.
Aqing continued, "We can also go to uninhabited islands in the open sea to go beachcombing. There will be no one following us, so we can pick up whatever we want."
"We can also build a water pump to drain the water pit; many of the villagers with boats do that."
Wu An chuckled and agreed, "We can lease an uninhabited island."
Aqing stared wide-eyed: "Brother... are you going to go this far?"
“Uh…” Wu An was taken aback, realizing that the “contracting a fishpond” joke hadn’t come up yet, and said, “I was just saying that.”
"Anyway, no one usually goes to uninhabited islands. If we go, it's practically like we've taken over the whole place."
Wu Ping breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah An, you really scared me to death."
"I thought you were getting cocky and were really going to take over a deserted island."
Wu An smiled.
When we have more money in the future, it wouldn't be a bad idea to contract an uninhabited island for development.
Mei Yueqin said, "Be careful when going to an uninhabited island to go beachcombing. There are no people on the island, the rocks are very slippery, and it is even more dangerous if there is a strong wind and big waves."
"You two shouldn't go rashly."
"You think nobody knows that deserted islands are rich in resources? The reason why no one goes beachcombing is because it's too dangerous."
Wu An nodded.
Besides being relatively dangerous, beachcombing depends on the ebb and flow of the tide. To catch the tide, you may have to get up early and work late. In addition, uninhabited islands in the open sea are far from the mainland, and a trip there takes a lot of time and fuel. If you are unlucky and the island has poor resources, then it will be a loss.
Villagers generally won't consider going to uninhabited islands in the open sea to go beachcombing, as long as there are good places to go.
All this talk is useless until we can earn enough money to buy a boat.
Without a boat, you can only honestly go fishing on the beach.
While chatting, Wu An heard his phone ring.
When I took it out, I saw it was a QQ message.
It was sent by Gu Anran, asking if he had gone beachcombing.
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