Back to the small fishing village in 1982

Chapter 1443 Contents
"What is this fat guy hesitating about? I told him about it at around 7 o'clock. What's so important that it takes more than two hours?"

"It was only the ship on Linji, he was also on board, so it was easier to deal with. If we changed to another ship, the cargo was loaded, but they were short of a temporary person, we would just leave without caring."

"Don't waste my ticket."

Ye Yaodong stood on the boat, stretched his neck and cursed.

Lin Jishang also came over and said that they would set off at 10 o'clock at the latest, and that almost everything on the boat was already ready.

When they heard this, they scolded the fat man again.

It was not until 9:50 that he saw the fat man craning his neck to look around on the shore. He quickly borrowed a loud speaker and shouted, and then he was able to call the man ashore in time.

"What the hell are you doing? You're here so late."

"Fuck you, it's not your father who's dilly-dallying. He's been looking for a place for a long time. Who knows which ship you're on?"

"That's why I asked you to hurry up and leave early. What does this have to do with my father?"

The fat man unzipped his belt, and as Ye Yaodong’s eyes widened, he took out two letters from his crotch and shook them.

“Ding ding ding ding~ Come and beg me!”

Ye Yaodong quickly reached out and grabbed it.

"Fuck, you tried to rob me... you bastard..."

After Ye Yaodong looked at the name and address on the envelope, he took the letter and slapped him in the face with disgust.

"Shut up! Isn't it disgusting that you stuffed your pants in your crotch? Smell it yourself."

The fat man cursed a few times before saying, "If I don't tuck my pants in, I'm afraid they'll disappear if I put them in my pocket."

"You can put it in your luggage."

"I was already out when I met the postman delivering the mail, so I just thought of doing it the most convenient way and stuffed it in my pocket."

The fat man muttered in a long and untidy manner how he got the letter, how hard it was to ride a bicycle to bring his father to the dock, and how crowded the dock was.

He could only ask Ye's father to ride the bicycle back, while he went through great difficulties to find a boat along the shore.

Ye Yaodong was impatient to listen to his nonsense and opened the envelope directly.

The others were too impatient to listen to his nonsense and no one paid any attention to him. They all craned their necks towards Ye Yaodong to look at the letter in his hand.

"Dongzi, you sent this letter very timely."

"I almost missed it..."

The fat man immediately replied, "Yes, fortunately I went out late and happened to see it, so I was able to bring it to you, otherwise you would have to wait half a month to see it."

"Well, it wasn't in vain that I asked you to follow me."

"What do you mean it wasn't in vain that I followed you? You should be thankful that you met me when you went out this morning, otherwise you would have missed me and the letter would have been sent in vain. You wouldn't have even seen it when you got home."

Ye Yaodong thought he was being too long-winded, so he took the letter and walked to the side. The others quickly followed him, craning their heads to read.

"A few newspapers..."

"There are so many pictures here, let me see one..."

"Show me how handsome you are..."

"It's really timely. Otherwise, I would have arrived home..."

"You can read it at home. Don't you have newspapers at home?"

"oops……"

Ye Yaodong howled in regret, "Why didn't my dad open the letter? He sent 5 newspapers and kept 4 for himself. He only needed to let Fatty bring me one. Why do I have to bring so many back? I saw it, but others didn't see it?"

"Haha, your wife searched everywhere for five copies and sent them to you for nothing."

"Just one copy is enough, haha..."

"There are so many copies, we can each get one."

The fat man gloated, "Oh, it turns out it's leucorrhea again."

"You are the one with the white belt."

Ye Yaodong glanced at him unhappily and distributed the newspapers to them first. The fat man quickly grabbed one, so there were just enough newspapers for five people and no one had to read them head to head.

He took his newspaper and three pieces of paper and found a small stool to sit down.

The others were holding their newspapers and clicking their tongues, discussing various matters, but he put the newspaper aside and took out the other three pieces of paper, intending to read them first.

I took a quick look at the letters when I just opened them from the envelopes. The letters from the three children all have their own characteristics, which makes people smile.

Ye Yaodong was the first to pull out the most distinctive one, which was torn from an elementary school homework book. There were grids of lines printed on it, but it did not affect Ye Xiaoxi's use of it as drawing paper at all.

There was a sun, a small house, and 6 stickmen drawn on the paper. One of the stickmen was tall and big with all his hair combed up. It must be him.

There was a shorter one next to him. Apart from the fact that he had long hair, his facial features were the same. However, he had one hand on his waist and one hand held what looked like a whip.

There are also two little boys with their hair standing up, standing close to each other with their arms and legs crossed.

You can tell at a glance that the two are fighting, and then the mother is angry with one hand on her waist and the other holding a whip.

The remaining two stickmen are also easy to distinguish. One of them has no special features except that it has a long stick in its hand.

The other little stick figure had two little dots drawn on his head and his hands on his hips.

At a glance, he knew that the long stick was a cane, the one in the painting was an old lady, and the other one was herself.

He stood with his hands on his hips smugly, watching his two brothers get beaten!

Although he can't write, this abstract painting is so well drawn that one can tell at a glance what it is about.

And he also knew how to sign his own name.

Perhaps her name was too difficult to write, so she only wrote two words, Xiaojiu, in a crooked manner, and the date was 5.23.

Ye Yaodong looked at it with a knowing smile, then put the painting down and randomly picked out another one of Ye Chenghu's.

This kid has been practicing calligraphy for three years. I won't talk about his achievements, but every stroke of his characters is really neat. I guess he wanted to show off his skills in front of him.

Looking at these words, he felt quite relieved, with the corners of his mouth raised as he read from the beginning.

I wrote it very seriously, and it started with a question: Dad, how are you? I'm fine, and everything is fine at home...

Then she asked him when he would be back, and how she helped him sweep the floor, light the fire, and dry the fish at home, and talked about her various good performances.

I don’t know whether what he said was true or not, but Ye Yaodong was indeed happy to see it. It seemed that his eldest son had grown up and become sensible.

If you don't think about his usual naughty appearance and only look at the words, you might think he is an honest and good child.

The last letter was from Ye Chengyang. It started by asking him when he would be back, and then said that he had scored two 100s in the midterm exam, and there were only three people in the class who scored two 3s. The teacher praised him in class and also rewarded him with a diary.

The words in the letter are full of excitement.

But at the end of the article, he did not forget to belittle his two brothers, saying that one of them only scored 88 and the other only scored 90.

Ye Yaodong couldn't help laughing after seeing it. This score was not bad for Ye Chenghu since he was already in the fourth grade after all.

The three letters from the three children all have their own characteristics, which make people feel happy after reading them.

"You didn't even respond when I spoke to you and told us to stop making noise. What were you looking at? You looked so happy." A Guang asked.

Ye Yaodong raised the three pieces of paper in his hand and said, "My son and daughter wrote me a letter. It comforts me as an old father. I feel better when I read the letter when I am away from home."

Ah Guang was envious when he heard it, "I thought it was a letter from your third sister-in-law, so you sat in the corner to read it. When will my third sister-in-law grow up and write to me?"

Ye Yaodong was even happier after hearing this.

Xiaoxiao snatched the three pieces of paper from his hand and said, "Show me what your three wrote. My wife doesn't know anything. She doesn't even know how to send the letter."

"Be careful, don't break it, and don't let it fly away."

The crew and cargo were all ready and the ship had already set sail.

But the shaking did not affect their agile movements on the boat at all.

Ye Yaodong only reminded them not to lose his letter, then lowered his head to look at the newspaper again. He didn't have time to read what was written on the newspaper.

"Fuck, Dongzi, your son's grades are really good..."

"That's it, whose son you don't look at."

"What about your oldest son?"

"That one looks more like his grandfather."

"Haha, what is your daughter drawing?"

"It's not your biological child, you can't understand it, give it back to me, don't let it fly away, or I'll throw it down for you to pick up."

"Here you go. It's nothing special. I'll ask my daughter to draw one for me when I get home."

Ye Yaodong took the paper with a smug look on his face, "This is different from what you asked me to draw."

"Look how proud you are of yourself. These are just three letters from the children."

"It means my three children miss me, but you are different."

"Grass……"

Ye Yaodong ignored their envy and jealousy, folded the three letters and put them in the envelopes, then continued reading his newspaper.

The newspapers not only reported on him, but mainly reported on the breeding results of their village and how much wealth it brought to the villagers.

There is only a small section, a short introduction, and a black-and-white illustration of kelp drying in the village.

He also wrote a 100-plus-word article, saying that the village he led was positive and that individual prosperity led to collective prosperity.

Most of the current sources of information are newspapers. It is a great honor to occupy a small section in a newspaper. Generally speaking, it costs a lot to advertise something in it.

He had already been in the newspaper a few years ago, and his life story had been reported.

This time, the main purpose is to showcase the achievements of their village and the political performance of local leaders.

However, he also has two additional small plaques awarded by the county, which can be hung on the wall. One is the advanced individual representative, and the other is the outstanding representative who has driven collective prosperity through personal prosperity.

This was what A Qing told her over the phone two days ago, saying that the village committee would send it to her home with drums and gongs, and would also help them hang it on the wall.

The whole family was so happy that they couldn't stop smiling. The old lady immediately burned incense and told the old man. She also said that after they came back, they would go to the grave to offer sacrifices, and rely on the blessings of the ancestors in the underground.

Ye Yaodong was a little unconvinced, as it was clearly his hard work.

When they finally succeeded, they all said it was the blessing of their ancestors...