Ye Yaodong had only been gone a little while before he came back.
In that short time, quite a few more fishing boats had reached shore. Almost all the little boats nearby had come in.
The small boats bobbed in neat rows along the shore, and there was barely anywhere left to stand on the open ground.
He looked around for his father and immediately spotted him standing amid a crowd, apparently chatting happily with the people beside him. He slowly squeezed his way over.
"Dad!"
"Oh, you're back. How are things at the small workshop?"
"Everything's fine. A Qing borrowed Nylon Bags at noon and had her two older brothers put up a frame to cover everything beforehand. Nothing got rained on, and there was only a little light rain at home this afternoon. It didn't affect anything."
"That's good."
Uncle Lin Jingye, standing beside them, said with a smile, "I don't think this rain will last long. It might clear up tomorrow. Then a couple of days in the sun will dry your goods right out."
Father Ye nodded in agreement. "Hopefully it'll clear up tomorrow. Otherwise, every day we can't go out is a day's earnings lost, and we're right in the middle of the fishing season."
"Yeah, let's hope so. How was your catch today, Uncle Lin?"
"Nothing special. Only half of yesterday's. So-so."
"It's about the same for everyone. The rain's so heavy out there you can barely see. Better to come back early and stay safe."
Uncle Lin Jingye said with a smile, "Everyone else is about the same, but we're miles behind you. Who'd dare compare themselves to you? You really are getting more and more capable. You're doing better than anyone, and whenever your dad talks about you, he grins from ear