They cast the net one last time and caught another pound or so of white shrimp, but nothing else worth much.
A-Zheng and Xiao Xiao were a little disappointed. They had hoped for another bumper catch, but they took it well. What they already had was pretty good.
After returning the cast net to them, Ye Yaodong went back to his own boat, ready to head home.
But when he reached shore, he saw a large crowd gathered by the dock. What were they doing?
After tying up his boat, he went ashore to listen out of curiosity. The dock was also an important place for fishermen to exchange information.
Who would have thought that when he got closer, he would hear them discussing someone's death?
Seriously? Nobody died during the typhoon, but someone died after it passed?
He hurriedly asked, "Who fell into the sea? How did that happen? A husband and wife both fell in?"
"Ah, three or four boats went out last night, I'm not sure how many. Only one just came back. Didn't the typhoon only pass yesterday morning? People went out that very night. I heard they saw you go out during the typhoon and bring back dozens of pounds of three-stripe grunts and a giant grouper. They got jealous and wanted to try their luck too."
"They said they'd hurry back if anything looked wrong. Who could have imagined..."
"It was that family living below the hill with Guanyin Temple. The husband and wife went together. Some villagers who went out with them saw from a distance how rough the waves were. A wave caught their boat and flipped it right over. The waves were so huge, who knows where they were swept off to? The others couldn't help even if they wanted to."