Lin Xiuqing came up to him with a beaming smile. "You're finally back. Our guest has been waiting quite a while."
The man also stood and walked over with a smile. "Hehe, you must be the son of that friend Lin Jingye mentioned?"
The moment Ye Yaodong heard him mention Uncle Lin, he understood. This must be the man who had wanted to sell his boat yesterday. He hadn't expected him to come calling so soon.
Pleasantly surprised, he cleared the puzzlement from his face and broke into a broad smile. "Yes, that's me. Uncle, you're Uncle Lin's friend, right? The skipper planning to buy a boat over thirty meters long?"
"That's right. My name's Zhao Chengzhou. I just went to see Lin Jingye, but he wasn't home. His wife took me to your family's old house, but there was only a young girl and an old lady there. When the girl learned why I'd come, she brought me here. I hadn't expected you to be out at sea too. My timing wasn't very good."
"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Uncle Zhao. Let's sit down and talk."
"I haven't been waiting that long..."
"Ah! A-Dong, what did you bring back?" Lin Xiuqing cried out. She had only wanted to see what he'd brought home today and whether there were any small fish to clean and dry. She hadn't expected something so disgusting and strange in the bucket.
Ye Yaodong jumped at her cry too. He had been so focused on the middle-aged man named Zhao Chengzhou when he returned that he'd forgotten to tell her not to look.
He hurried over and patted her back. "Did that scare you? I forgot to tell you not to look. Just leave them there. I'll deal with them later."
"Are these snakes?