Back to the small fishing village in 1982

Chapter 1217 So pitiful
There is no reason why he would be afraid of others coming to borrow money.

People who have no money are not afraid, but rich people are worried every day, afraid that poor people will come to them. What's the logic behind this?
His mother too, overreacted.

A lot of things have been brought up before even a single thing has happened, and they've already started a quarrel.

Nothing has happened to anyone else yet, but they've already started internal turmoil. What a shame! It's such a small matter that they can't even enjoy their lunch.

Ye Yaodong first went to the town dock to refuel and add ice. When he came back, his father had already notified the others to go out to sea at night, and the other three boats also followed suit and became busy.

On the way back, he saw other boats coming out and getting ready.

After dinner, Lin Xiuqing also prepared rice, flour, grain, oil and vegetables for him to take on board.

The vegetables are all ready-made, freshly cut from the fields. For example, two or three baskets of cauliflower and cabbage are enough for eating.

When he got home, the yard was already full of supplies and he just had to call the workers over to move them onto the boat.

However, just as everyone was busy pushing carts back and forth on the dock, Ye's father came over with a hesitant look on his face.

Ye Yaodong originally didn't want to ask, but his father kept moving closer to him, and the way he didn't want to say anything was the most annoying.

"What are you doing? If the money is too hot to hold, then give it back to me, and you won't feel uncomfortable."

"Ah? No... not this..."

"Which one is that? They don't acknowledge it and don't give you the money?"

"No, it's just that your ship is not always docked at the dock? Before, we asked Aliang and his men to transport goods to and from the city. Now that they have received the goods in the city, isn't it necessary for the ship to be parked at the dock all the time and wasted?"

"Who wants to rent this boat? So you're troubled by this? Why should I be troubled? I won't rent this boat for now. I've already released so many boats, so I have to keep one in hand in case I need to make other arrangements. Besides, I have to go back and forth to pick up goods every few days, and I have to transport the goods to the boat myself. It's not good to always drive someone else's boat. It's of course most convenient to have my own boat."

It is not always convenient to use a rented ship to pick up cargo yourself. It is okay to do it once or twice, but you will have to pay for fuel in the long run.

Besides, his seafood collection boat will soon be acquired. The boat is big, more than 30 meters long, heavy in tonnage and with a deep draft. It can only dock at the deep-water port in the town and cannot enter their village.

I still have to rely on my own small boat to go to town to pick up the goods, which will probably be around next month.

There is no need to rent for a month.

Father Ye was immediately relieved, "I also rejected it outright, saying that stopping at the dock is only temporary and you still have a use for it."

"Who told you that and made you so embarrassed?"

"Ah, it was Afan. If your uncle had come and asked me about it himself, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to him. When Afan came over in the afternoon, you were just sailing to refuel and add ice, so he begged me, and he was so sad that he kept confessing with tears and snot. Alas, I just said that you had other plans, but you just stopped there temporarily."

"Oh."

"Most of your mother's relatives have rented our boat or worked for you three brothers' fishing boats. It seems to be very prosperous. My brothers and your cousins ​​seem to be very quiet..."

Ye Yaodong said unhappily, "Don't we prioritize people's character? How can we be biased? It's just a priority. You don't have to worry about it. There are no extra ones anyway."

"Well, I just saw that he had a hard time in the past two years. There were people coming to his house every few days, and the elder one was in prison. He had to bear all the pressure, but he couldn't make any money. Although he deserved it, who made him have the bad intention of making quick money, but he was already in his thirties or forties, and he squatted in front of me and cried like that..."

Ye Yaodong couldn't help but hold his forehead, "Then why are you telling me all this?"

This is all nonsense. You are bringing this to him. Are you asking for his sympathy, help, or something else?

"Nothing much, just some feelings, so I want to say a few words..."

"If my mother hears this, she'll scold you to death."

"Your mother is a completely inhuman person. If you tell her about this, she'll say you deserved it."

"You should just go do your work and stop hanging around me. It's better not to say anything."

"Then I have no one to talk to, right? I can only talk to you."

"You also know that if you tell other people these things, they will hate you? If you feel sorry for them, then just feel sorry for them yourself, and don't tell others about it and make them upset. You treat me like a trash can, and you complain to me."

Although he didn't cheat him and didn't make an enemy of him, he couldn't help him much. Before, he could give him a job when he was building a workshop, but now he didn't need any manpower and didn't have any extra boats.

What's the point of telling him how pitiful a bunch of people are? It will only make him think his father is really annoying.

"Forget it, I won't talk about it anymore. I just feel a little emotional. I can't tell your mother about it, and it's not appropriate to tell your elder and second brothers, so I'm telling you."

"You know that too. You think that it's all the relatives on my mother's side who benefit from it, and not your relatives on this side. Okay, okay, you stay here and watch them move the goods. I'm going back."

"Hmm... wait a minute..."

Father Ye stopped him and asked, "Among the people from your second uncle's family, only Ah Sheng sent money over. The others didn't send any money over this afternoon. Are they going to deny it?"

Ye Yaodong asked back unhappily, "What do you think?"

"Of course, they kept delaying the payment. I was too embarrassed to ask for the few dollars, and then the matter was left unresolved."

"That's good, you can't even pay back 4 yuan, and you want to come to me to borrow money to sneak out of the country? How dare you?"

"Yeah, that's right. It will definitely be delivered later."

Ye Yaodong slapped his forehead. He really had no idea what to do with his father.

Soft-hearted, but with a lot of little thoughts.

"I'll leave it to you."

Tomb sweeping on Qingming Festival is usually done in the morning. There are fewer people sweeping tombs in the afternoon, so it is better to go early rather than late. So at this time, there is a group of children running and jumping in front of his house, all of them are counting how many tomb cakes they have asked for that day.

"Cheng Hu, will your family still give out money next year? Isn't your father too rich?"

"They are all fake. My father usually has no money, just like me, so he has to ask my mother for money."

"Really? My dad has the final say in my family."

"Alas, my father was chased out by my grandpa and grandma at noon, and he could only squat at the door to eat. Even the dog at home wanted to steal his food."

Ye Yaodong: "..."

"Your father is so pitiful..."

"Yeah, my dad is super pitiful. He has to do homework just like me, and he has no food to eat if he doesn't finish it."

"Ah? Why do adults still have to do homework?"

"I don't know. My dad still has to go to school. My mom said that if I don't study hard now, when I grow up, I will have to go to school in the dark like my dad. Even after I get married, I still have to go to school and do homework every day."

The other children shuddered.

"Really? This is too scary. Your father is so old and still needs to go to school?"

Ye Chenghu sighed, "Yeah, my dad is so pitiful. Fortunately, he is not in the same school as me, otherwise it would be too embarrassing."

"Are you embarrassed or is your father embarrassed?"

"Of course I am embarrassed...ah Dad...are you back?"

Ye Chenghu turned around and saw that it was Ye Yaodong who was speaking, so he quickly stood up.

Ye Yaodong slapped him on the back of his head. "You're itching for trouble. Why are you coming out here to spread rumors? I'll make you even more pitiful than me in a moment. Go inside now."

As he said this, he grabbed his clothes and tried to drag him in.

"No, I didn't say anything wrong."

"Ten pages of large characters, and read the entire Chinese textbook to me again."

"It was my mother who said that if she raised another son, you would be her eldest son..."

"I can beat you into a grandson, do you believe it?"

Ye Chenghu immediately dropped his shoulders and stopped struggling, but recovered after a while.

"You have to write, too. Mother asked me to supervise you, so you have to write as well. You have to go out to sea at night, so you have to write for the next few days..."

"I'm so sorry for what you have done!"

"My mother said so."

"Using chicken feathers as a token of authority..."

"Mom has the final say! I only have to write one page a day, and you only have to write ten pages. If you don't follow the rules, I won't write either. We clearly agreed that I will supervise you and we will write together, one page a day."

This time Ye Yaodong shot himself in the foot and became the enemy of Tian Gang.

Lin Xiuqing also heard the noise coming from the father and son at the door at home, and smiled as she placed paper and pen on the dining table for them.

"Your son is right. If you want to practice calligraphy, you can't just do it for a few days and rest for a few days. You agreed to do one page a day, so make up for the time you were not at home."

"Are you serious?" Ye Yaodong looked at the pen in front of him with a worried look.

He really just wanted to practice casually.

He suspected that Lin Xiuqing was deliberately making fun of him and trying to torment him.

Ye Chenghu was a little smug, "I only need to write one page, but you want to write ten pages. It turns out that you are the one who wrote ten pages."

Lin Xiuqing knocked on the table and said, "Write it. You are an active member of the party. Chairman Ye, don't forget your ideological report."

"Damn it... You've dug your own grave. Why would I bother to join the party with my level..." Ye Yaodong cursed and picked up the pen.

Now that things have come to this, we might as well just go for it.

"Hey, write quickly, ten pages of big characters!"

As Ye Chenghu spoke, he stretched out his finger to scratch the page of his father's book, but was hit hard.

"Shut up."

Even though the back of his hands were red, Ye Chenghu was still very happy. It was rare for him to be so active in doing his homework.

Normally, when I sit, my butt would twist around, with my entire butt outside the stool. I would lie down to write, but now I sit up straight.

Lin Xiuqing thought it was a good idea, as the father and son had company, which would boost Ye Chenghu's enthusiasm for learning.

"Send Yangyang to school in the second half of the year, and then you three can write together."

"That's great!" Ye Chenghu was even happier.

After Ye's father finished his work of moving things, he came over and saw the father and son writing. He asked curiously, "You came back early just to write? You didn't learn when you were young, but you work hard to learn now that you are old."

"It's so pitiful. I have to write ten pages."

Kawen!!! Ahhh, it hurts, let's leave it like this for now