Ye Yaodong didn't put on any clothes after taking a shower. He just sat by the window in his shorts.
"Have you chosen? Let me see."
It was rare that he was so gentle and patient in helping her pick out the sand.
Lin Xiuqing looked at his serious expression and felt that her heart, which had remained calm till now, began to waver again.
"Hiss~"
"Does it hurt? I'll be gentler..." As he said this, he blew gently twice before continuing to pick out the sand in her palm.
If the wound is not cleaned up properly, it will still fester after scabbing.
After a while, he checked it and said, "It should be clean now. Don't work too much these two days. It's a typhoon and there's nothing to do. Roll up your trouser legs and show me your knees."
Lin Xiuqing did as she was told, rolled up her trouser legs, bent her knees and stretched them out in front of him...
One of them was quiet, the other focused, and the room was filled with a warm atmosphere.
Suddenly there was a loud sound of a door opening!
"Mom and Dad, it's time to eat..."
The door was pushed open heavily and hit the wall, scaring the two of them. Ye Yaodong's hand holding the needle trembled and almost pierced his flesh.
He was about to curse angrily when he heard the kid yelling, "Ah, Daddy, shame on you, naked and holding mom's feet..."
"Fuck, this brat! Ye Chenghu, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Ye Yaodong rushed out in anger and picked up his eldest son, but was stopped by the old lady after spanking him twice.
"Why hit him? Children say whatever they see. What does he understand?"
Khan~ what the old lady said...
With so many people around, he felt he needed to explain, otherwise everyone would really think he was very impatient.
"Aqing fell down outside before, and her knees and hands were broken and sand got stuck in them. I used a needle to prick her, but this bastard is so careless with his words." He glared at his eldest son before going back to the house and putting on his clothes.
Ye Chenghu rubbed his butt a little aggrieved, "I didn't say anything wrong..."
Lin Xiuqing also came out in embarrassment and glared at her eldest son, "Shut up and go eat! How can a child talk so much?"
He pursed his lips and followed A Tai to the table.
The adults in the family, except Ye Huimei, were all experienced people. Who wouldn't understand the things between husband and wife? Regardless of whether what Ye Chenghu said was true or not, they just pretended not to know and continued to calmly serve rice and pick up dishes.
When Ye Yaodong saw the bowl of sliced and stir-fried coconut snail meat at the table, his appetite was whetted. He took a slice first. Hmm~ fresh, spicy, crispy, sweet~ absolutely delicious!
He also picked up a piece for his wife, and the couple smiled at each other in tacit understanding.
As a result, before we finished lunch, it was already gray outside, and if you didn't know, you would think it was already evening.
"Turn on the light! It's too dark!"
After dinner, everyone couldn’t go out and could only stay at home. Everyone could hear the whistling sound of the wind outside the house. They were all very worried and didn’t know how long it would take for the typhoon to pass.
They originally thought it was just a small typhoon and they shouldn't be seriously affected, but they didn't expect the typhoon's trajectory to come directly towards them.
Fortunately, there are vegetables in the backyard vegetable garden, and there are pickled salted fish and dried fish at home, so they don’t have to worry about having nothing to eat even if they don’t go out for a few days.
Ye Yaodong was lying on the bed bored and preparing to take a nap when he suddenly felt water dripping on his stomach. He looked up at the mosquito net above his head and saw small water droplets condensed there.
"It's leaking?"
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the water drops were falling faster and faster, dripping. He quickly got up and prepared to go to the main room to get a basin to collect water.
Suddenly, the lights in the main room went out. The children, not knowing anything, exclaimed happily, "Ah, the power is out! The power is out!!"
"stop fighting!"
Mother Ye took out the candle that she had prepared long ago and lit it, and there was a little light in the room. She tilted the candle and dripped the oil onto the table before putting the candle on it and fixing it in place.
There are many typhoons here every year, and everyone has become accustomed to power outages when a typhoon occurs.
Mother Ye lit several candles in succession, "Each of you take one and light it in the room, so it won't be too dark."
Ye Yaodong then said, "The rain is leaking in the house. The bed boards are wet. You all go back to the house to check and get a basin to catch the rain. Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep at night."
"If your bed is leaking and you can't sleep well at night, bring the child over and sleep with us."
He nodded.
There was a basin on the bed, which made it really uncomfortable for a family of four to lie down.
As a result, it wasn't just the bed that was leaking, but even the table and the cabinet in the room were dripping with rain. Ye Yaodong had to get up again to get a basin, but there was no washbasin. Everyone's room was leaking, so he had to use a soup bowl to catch the water.
Just ignore the raindrops that fall on the ground. It's just gray soil anyway, so it doesn't matter if there's water dripping on it.
This is the case with old houses nowadays. Whenever it rains heavily, every house will leak.
Ye Yaodong lay down again, with his hands behind his head, listening to the sound of raindrops falling into the basin. He couldn't fall asleep either. It was only afternoon and it would be difficult to wait until tomorrow morning. He had no choice but to go out to the main room to see what everyone was doing.
Hearing the noise, several children ran to his mother's room to play. He said to Lin Xiuqing who was still making a net, "Stop weaving. The light is not good and it hurts your eyes."
Mrs. Ye teased, "Yaodong is becoming more and more caring. Not only does he help you pick out the sand, but he also feels sorry for you hurting your eyes while making the net."
Lin Xiuqing was a little embarrassed by her teasing, "Haha~ It's not too dark, you can still see it."
Just don't listen.
Ye Yaopeng sat at the table with his chin propped up in boredom. He was used to working, and suddenly he had nothing to do but sit, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He suggested: "It's boring to just sit there. How about the three of us play cards? Light a few more candles."
"Okay, ask the second brother if he wants to play?"
"He's in the room. I'll go call him."
The three of them had just played two games when Father Ye felt itchy and asked to join them.
As a result, Ye Yaodong's exasperated voice could be heard throughout the room, "Damn it, Dad, do you know how to fight? We're playing against each other, and I'm your partner. Why did you give your brother a 6?"
"I have 33467 in my hand. If I don't play 6, what should I play?"
"Fuck, what a lousy hand! You can also play a pair and let me take it. Go first!"
"How do I know what cards you have?"
Ye Yaodong cursed and kept saying that his father was a stupid teammate...
Father Ye was also annoyed, "Change people, change people, I don't want to be in the same group with you!"
Then, throughout the afternoon, Ye's father kept changing partners. He first changed partners with the third brother, then with the eldest brother, and finally with the second brother. The second brother didn't mind that he had a bad hand...
But Ye Ersao was anxious because she kept losing money when partnering with her father...
After playing for an entire afternoon, of course Ye Yaodong and Ye Lao Da won the money.
Ye Yaodong shook the banknotes in his hand and handed them to Lin Xiuqing, "Keep them, there's more money coming in!"
Lin Xiuqing took it with a smile.
Father Ye muttered unwillingly: "Let's continue after dinner!"
"Keep on with your work. When you have time, weave a few more bamboo flats for me. They are not enough for drying the fish..." Mother Ye scolded a few times, and Father Ye did not dare to say a word.