Ye Yaodong ate a large bowl of pumpkin porridge sprinkled with white sugar, without needing any side dishes.
All the food at yesterday's banquet had been polished off, with nothing left over. Everyone rarely got to eat so well, so they had eaten their fill. Hardly any of the good dishes remained; most plates had been scraped clean.
The tables, chairs, stools, bowls, and chopsticks had all been rented. After everything was cleaned up yesterday, Father Ye had taken them back on a handcart. There was nothing much Ye Yaodong needed to do today; he only had to go to the old house to settle the accounts after hauling in his nets.
After finishing his pumpkin porridge, he told Lin Xiuqing to stay home and watch the children rather than wander around, and to leave fetching water until he returned.
Although she had fetched water and chopped firewood while heavily pregnant in his previous life without anything happening, it was better to be safe than sorry. Many things had already changed in this life.
"I know. I'm not a three-year-old. I'll be careful, so don't worry and get going." Smiling, Lin Xiuqing handed him the bucket he usually used for his catch and urged him out the door.
Ye Yaodong nodded, took the bucket, and left their new home, only to pause at the entrance. He looked up at the bright red lanterns still hanging there and felt himself fill with drive again.
Turning, he strode away, following the beach toward the waterfront.
Their new home really was close. The trip to the dock had been cut in half.
Even this early in the morning, the area outside the dock bustled with villagers coming and going. Their new home stood beside the beach, and this morning they had heard none