The ocean waves during a typhoon were merciless, crashing relentlessly against their boat.
Luckily, it was still holding up, and the waves hadn’t reached the deck yet.
Throughout their journey, they hadn’t spotted any other boats attempting to fish; everyone else was heading to safer harbors.
It made them feel truly foolish.
“It’s nothing, just a small scene. The typhoon is still several days away. Young people need to have the spirit to fight!" As he spoke, Ah Guang began to sing a song in Minnan dialect.
Ye Yaodong rolled his eyes. “You’re the only son and the sole heir of three generations. You should be more careful."
“I’m not afraid! After this trip, I’ll save up enough money to marry my beloved!"
Ye Yaodong shot him a glare. “What a dream!”
“Dongzi, brother, you wouldn’t want to watch me remain single forever, right? You should help your brother when he’s in need! Your son can already go out and buy soy sauce, but I haven’t even held a girl’s hand yet. Don’t you feel for me?”
“Go die! If you keep blabbering, I’ll throw you overboard as fish bait.”