Ye Yaosheng pushed the handcart with great care, afraid that a bump in the rough road would send the battered boat on top tumbling off.
Ye Yaodong walked beside him with his hands tucked into his sleeves and his neck hunched against the cold wind. He looked rather shifty, not at all in keeping with his handsome image.
"Damn it, it's already the second lunar month. Why is it still so cold?"
"Heh, there's a big difference between morning and evening temperatures. It's pretty warm in the sun during the day, but of course it gets colder at night."
He had only been grumbling offhandedly. When they reached the Fork in the Road, he offered to take over the cart.
"You head back. It's dark already. Go home, eat, and get to bed early. We've got to head out to sea first thing tomorrow. I can push it the rest of the way."
"It's fine. This little stretch won't make much difference. I'll push it back for you and help unload these baskets of fish first. It's not that late. It only just got dark."
"Has Second Aunt cooked? If not, come eat at my place tonight."
"Yes, yes, she's cooked."
Looking at his honest cousin, Ye Yaodong really felt that the life he had led in his previous lifetime had been a pity.
"Second Uncle said he was going to find the matchmaker today and call off your marriage arrangement with the Wang Family. I wonder how that went. Did he manage it?"
Ye Yaosheng frowned, his expression bitter. "I don't know. I'll have to ask when I get home."
"Plenty of women can have sons. Having had a few sons doesn't mean every child she has afterward will be a boy. There are plenty of other women out