The waves still hadn't subsided that night and remained rather high. The fishing boats along the shore had barely headed out before they all returned together.
They couldn't gamble with their lives. This spell of rain had already claimed more than two lives, and they still didn't know whether anyone had died elsewhere.
It had rained for over twenty days straight, and the roads were bad. With nothing important happening, no one had gone visiting, so news was still slow to reach them.
Everyone discussed it, saying they might be able to head out the following night.
Ye Yaodong thought so too. After going home, he crawled back under the covers for another stretch of sleep.
Only when his mother came over early the next morning did he hear about the Old Lady's unreasonable fuss the day before. He immediately looked at her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
The Old Lady had come with his mother, saying that the constant rain had kept her away for over twenty days. She hadn't seen him or the children and missed them.
"My dad's only in his fifties. How could he retire? Even if he agreed, I wouldn't. He's only in his fifties, with decades left to live. His bones would rust if he retired this early. But if you want to move over here, that's fine. It'd be livelier with you here."
The Old Lady quickly waved her hands with a smile. "No, no, no. You don't have room here. I'd only cause you trouble for nothing. I'm doing very well at the Old House, with your parents looking after me."
"What trouble? It's just another pair of chopsticks, though it's true there's no room to sleep. But that's easy enough to fix. We can just build another room. There's