As father and son sailed back, they frequently looked behind them and watched the surrounding sea. Fortunately, nothing else happened, and the whale shark did not follow them again.
As they drew close to shore, they saw the fishing boat, just under thirty meters long, floating out at sea, rocking with the wind and waves.
There was no one aboard. According to what Lin Guangyuan had said when he came home yesterday, those people had more or less finished the salvage work. Once they wrapped up the remaining jobs, they would start leaving White Sand Village.
The fishing boat was too big to dock in the shallow water by the shore. It could only float some distance out at sea, with a small boat ferrying people ashore.
It would probably be taken back today. Apparently, renting it for a month cost several hundred yuan, but that was small change to those people. Who knew how many treasures they had recovered, or how much they stood to make?
At this hour, there were few boats by the shore, as most were out working, but there were plenty of people on the pier. Mazu Temple stood just a dozen meters away, and villagers working on the temple and outsiders were constantly coming and going, making the whole area particularly lively.
The donation shelter was still there too, with someone sitting there every day as usual. Donations could be made at any time. It was an easy job, requiring nothing more than sitting in the shade, and the village officials were all happy to do it.
Even though construction had started about half a month ago, the occasional person or two still came to donate. They were people from the surrounding area who had only heard about it after returning from sea.
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