Chapter 208

When the familiar fishing boat appeared on the sea, waves of cheers came to mind on the humble fishing village Wharf on the beach.

"Come back! Look, village head, there's nothing wrong with Wu Dahai's boat! I said there's no wind and waves today. The people on the boat are good players. How can the boat capsize?"

"Yes, I don't think I've gained much. How many Internet cafes did you sprinkle on the return trip? You old women can control your mouth for me. Don't complain."

"It's not easy enough to go to sea. If your broken mouth makes your men unhappy, I don't care if you go home and get beaten tonight!"

The old village head's ridicule made these fishermen with blue and black headscarves laugh directly.

"How can you? As long as people are safe, aren't fish always in the sea? You can catch them at any time and they won't fly."

"Oh, that's right. Family and everything are happy. Go to meet you who are in charge of the family. I'm going home, too."

"It's good to go to sea this time. All the ships are back!"

Before the old village head finished his words, Wu Dahai took the lead in getting off the ship.

On the dark beach, these women still gathered together. Someone with sharp eyes found the blood on Wu Dahai's body.

"Master! What's the matter with you!" Wu's mother-in-law rushed towards Wu Dahai like crazy. She wanted to pull and check it. She was afraid of touching her husband's wound.

"It's okay. It's not my blood. It's the blood of the fresh country pirate I killed."

"What?"

After hearing this, the men of the old village head and his party who were ready to return also stopped, and all the tools surrounded Wu Dahai.

Seeing this, Wu Dahai, who could no longer help sobbing, held his cuffs and wiped his tears as he pointed to the people who were about to get off the ship behind him.

"On the way back, I met a pirate. On board, three brothers died, and the others were more or less injured..."

"Or Gu boy immediately moved in to help the soldiers. Our boat people, this boat people won't want to come back alive today!"

When Wu Dahai's three people died, the people around him could no longer listen to his follow-up.

All the villagers who had relatives on board, who could no longer care, began to rush to the fishing boat one after another.

"Son! Donkey egg, my son!"

"My husband! I'm in charge! Are you there!!"

These piercing cries echoed sharply on the dark coast.

"I'm here! Mother!"

"Don't worry, madam. I just got an arrow in my arm."

The fishermen who successfully found their families wept with joy and hugged them one after another.

There were three families, but they only saw the bodies lying on the deck, covered with canvas and unable to see their faces and bodies clearly.

"Baby... Answer your mother..."

"Brother, brother... Sobbing."

These bloody cries interrupted the happy reunion under the ship.

The crew who had narrowly escaped death could no longer be happy. The originally lively family search scene was inexplicably quiet.

"Alas."

It was the old village head. Seeing many situations, he just sighed and comforted the villagers around the bank.

"Don't pestle here. Hurry home and have a rest. I think you've been in great trouble."

"There are a lot of idle people in the village. We'll stay here to finish it for you. We'll wait until the village meeting tomorrow."

"Also, Wu Dahai, how did you get from your trip to sea?"

Immersed in the pain, Wu Dahai answered the harvest very clearly: "the harvest is still OK. He pulled three nets of yellow croaker and can buy it at a good price. It's not worth going out for thousands of kilograms of marine goods."

Alas, fortune and misfortune depend on each other.

The old village head sighed again and waved to Wu Dahai: "we'll talk about the assignment before the sacrificial temple tomorrow. Go home quickly."

"Also, Gu Zheng, come to Grandpa."

Hearing this, Gu Zheng, who had been following the surviving crew at the end of the team, oh, squeezed to the village head.

An old big hand touched Gu Zheng's head, gently brushed a spin, and took it down.

"Good boy, good boy. In the future, remember that no one's life is more expensive than anyone's gold these days."

"You're the only one in your family. If something happens to you, it's the real root."

"But grandpa still wants to thank you for the whole village and grandpa himself. For your bravery and kindness."

Gu Zheng was still appreciating the inexplicable warmth gradually dissipated above his head. He didn't know how to answer the concern given to him by the old man, but nodded to the village head with the most shy smile.

Seeing Gu Zheng so clever, the village head was even more distressed: "OK, you are the smallest crew of the whole ship. You can't use you in the village. Go back to wash and sleep and have a rest!"

"Hey, Grandpa village head, I'll go back first?"

"It's dark on the way back! Slow down!"

Grandpa's advice is still echoing behind him, but Gu Zheng has come to his own thatched house in this village.

The dark room was unpopular, but it was a great memory for Gu Zheng now.

After wandering on the sea for a day, the numbness and weakness came from his bones. Now he really needs a good sleep to supplement his exhausted physical strength.

"Squeak"

When he opened the door, although it was cold and tidy, the cabin came into view. Gu Zheng, who turned directly to the bed, didn't even blink for the second time, and then fell asleep.

On one side, Lin Shuixiu's brother Lin Shuiwen was gossiping with his parents about what he saw on the dock when he came back from school.

"There is such a big canvas on the shopping deck. Alas, how long has the village gone to sea without dead people?"

Lin Shuixiu, who had begun to learn embroidery under the guidance of his mother, was very interested and put his head together.

"Brother, what happened to the ship?"

"It's Uncle Wu's boat. Speaking of your little attendant, you can hit a tree when you walk. Gu Zheng, the silly boy of our neighbor's family, is also on that boat."

As soon as she heard what her brother said, the embroidery needle in Lin Shuixiu's hand accidentally pierced her thumb.

A small drop of blood instantly colored the peony flowers she began to embroider on the square handkerchief.