MMB Chapter 1632 Accident
Chapter 1632 Accident
Chapter 1632 Accident
Ye Chengyang felt heartbroken; all the money had been earned by his older brother.
"Big brother is so cunning, he keeps his mouth shut so well, he didn't say a word, we had no idea."
Ye Xiaoxi nodded in agreement.
Ye Yaodong said, "He didn't know, he didn't even ask. Unlike you two, who are only thinking about wages."
"Huh? Big brother doesn't know? Doesn't he know how much he earns?"
"Nonsense, unlike you two, you have to ask about your salary before you even start work."
"Shouldn't it be? It is."
Ye Xiaoxi nodded vigorously, "Of course I have to ask clearly. If I don't ask, I only have 40 yuan now, and I'll be ripped off. It's good to ask a few more questions so that I can be like my second brother. Of course I have to ask."
Ye Chengyang turned to look at her incredulously, "You only have 40 yuan, and then you can raise it to the same level as mine?"
"Yeah, why should it be different? We do the same work, and you haven't done any more than me!"
"But you're so young, why should you be the same age as me?"
"Why should it be different? Dad said we're all child laborers."
"That older brother was also a child laborer!"
Ye Xiaoxi pouted, "I didn't work with my older brother, so I don't care if he does or not. I don't care how much he gets, I'm working with you anyway, so I'm going to get the same pay as you."
Ye Chengyang looked at Ye Yaodong, his eyes accusing him of wanting to be like Ye Chenghu!
"Just do your job and keep an eye on your sister, or I'll dock your pay."
"Ah..." Ye Chengyang's heart shattered.
Ye Yaodong walked straight out with his hands behind his back, ignoring his grievances.
What's there to feel wronged about? Others want to do this job but don't even have the chance.
Ye Chenghu was the last to know his salary, and he stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"What! I earn 180 yuan a month? Really? How can that be so much?"
He returned with the fishing boat in the afternoon, took a quick shower, ate something, and went back to his dormitory to rest. Ye Chengyang told him this when he got off work, and he was stunned.
Ye Chengyang grumbled, looking displeased. "I heard you work hard at sea. The wages of seafarers are usually higher than those of factory workers, so your wages will be reduced to 8% of the ship's wages."
Overjoyed, he immediately disembarked and rushed to Ye Chengyang, "Really? Holy crap! Dad's finally showing some conscience! Hahaha, my salary is 180 a month! Hahaha..."
Compared to his excitement, Ye Chengyang felt dejected and sat down on a bed with a disgruntled expression.
After Ye Chenghu had finished being happy, he remembered to ask him, "I get 180 a month, how much do you get a month?"
Ye Chengyang glanced at him but didn't say anything.
"How much do you have? You're too scared to say? Judging from your annoyed look, you must be way behind me! Hahaha..."
"Hey, how much is it? Tell me, come on, what's there to be embarrassed about? If you don't tell me now, I can just go out and ask around later."
"Is there half of mine? Hahaha, say something! If you don't, I'll pretend you don't exist?"
"Haha, hey, you can't really say there aren't any, right? Really, there aren't any?"
Ye Chengyang glared at him angrily, "You're so noisy, go away."
"Wow, you really don't have any? Not even half of mine? Tell me, what's there to be embarrassed about?"
"You're so annoying, how about 80? Just a fraction of yours?"
Ye Chenghu's facial features almost flew off as he looked at him, "Huh? Just a fraction of my salary? Holy crap, why? Did Dad have a change of heart? Did he realize I'm the eldest son? Did he realize I've grown up? Can he give me a higher salary now?"
"Nonsense, you really know how to think. Dad only gave you a raise because you went to sea, which is the same as being a shipwright! So you are a shipwright, and that's why I gave you a raise."
Ye Chenghu's smile faded, and she glared at him irritably, but then she thought about it and felt happy again.
"So what if I'm a boatman? Anyway, I earn 180 a month, and you're a worker too, but you only make 80. Hahaha, that's just a fraction of what I make. Hahaha, Dad's so wise!"
Ye Chengyang regretted telling him. Looking at his smug and arrogant appearance, he should have kept it a secret for a month and waited until he got his salary before telling him.
"Hey, I'm 180cm, you're 80cm, so what about Xiao Jiu?"
do not want to talk.
Ye Chenghu looked on in surprise. "Hey, something's up."
"She's not taller than you, is she?"
"Bullshit, no way, she's the same as me."
"Oh, same as you? Then why are you making that face? Isn't that normal? I thought you had more than me. Look at your unbalanced expression."
"Hmph, Dad is so biased. He indulges her in everything. She originally only had 40 yuan, but she kept begging and pleading with Dad, so he let her have the same amount as me. How awful!"
"Then you should beg your father to give you the same salary as me."
“Dad didn’t care about me at all. He didn’t even give me a chance to speak and just left.”
"Then go find your father now and act cute with him while he's still here, otherwise he'll definitely go out drinking when it gets dark."
"I don't know how to act cute!"
"You should learn from Xiao Jiu. Look at how she usually acts cute, and you should act cute like that too."
After Ye Chenghu finished speaking, he even demonstrated by tugging at Ye Chengyang's sleeve and swaying back and forth.
"Brother, please, I want to eat this, will you buy it for me? Please buy it for me, okay? Please! Please, please! Buy it for me! I love my second brother the most!"
Ye Chengyang shuddered with disgust, goosebumps rising all over his body.
"Brother, you're disgusting!"
"I'm teaching you and giving you advice!"
"My dad just kicked me to death."
"Then I'm not going to bother with you anymore."
Ye Chenghu climbed back into his bed with a smug look on his face, silently calculating in his mind that he could earn 360 in two months!
Wow, that's a huge sum of money! Over the years, he'd never saved more than 100 yuan. He never imagined he could earn that much in just one month!
This is too cool!
I should have urged them to come up a few days ago; we've wasted several days.
Ye Chengyang composed himself, picked up his washbasin, grabbed a towel and clothes, and went to take a shower.
Anyway, things have come to this point, and there's nothing he can do about it. Whatever his father says goes. It's better to have something than nothing, and his brother is indeed a few years older than him.
That's quite a lot. When he grows up a bit more, he'll be able to earn as much as his brother.
Comforting yourself is more effective than being comforted by others.
The next day, he happily took Ye Xiaoxi to work.
After his father returned, Ye Yaodong handed the work over to him again. He planned to go out for two days to collect payments and deal with customers, then spend two more days entertaining clients, and finally go to sea to take a look.
We haven't been out to sea for so long, we can't just abandon them and leave them to their fate. We have to go out and check on everyone's situation.
It's almost July now, and the typhoon season is coming up, so things are a bit unstable. He needs to go out and check things out, give everyone some advice, and tell them about the coping strategies. If anything goes wrong, or if they receive typhoon information on the radio, they should come back immediately.
Ye Chenghu knew that his father was going to the deep sea in a few days and was eager to go with him. Thinking this, he did just that and went directly to his father to talk to him.
Ye Yaodong slapped him across the face. "You think you've grown wings? You've only been at sea for a few days and you dare to follow me into the deep sea? You're incredibly audacious. You better behave yourself and stick with the fish-collecting ship from dawn till dusk."
Ye Chenghu rubbed the back of his head, which had been slapped, and remained silent in frustration.
"Go do your work, get some exercise, and take advantage of the summer vacation to familiarize yourself with the city. When we go to Shanghai in a few days, I'll take you and Yangyang out to broaden your horizons."
Ye Chenghu immediately perked up, and a smile appeared on his face. "Okay, Dad, then let me know in advance when you're going."
"Ah."
"I'll go tell Yangyang..."
"I'll tell you later. If you talk about it now and your sister hears you, she'll start nagging and telling me to join in."
"Oh, I see. This time, we won't let her have it!"
"Ah."
It's too sunny and hot. It's more comfortable to stay in the factory with the fan on. There's no need to run around outside with him and get all sweaty.
Taking them out would be too much trouble, as he would have to arrange for many people to accompany them. Taking only his two sons would save him a lot of trouble.
Ye Chenghu ran off excitedly, planning to secretly tell Ye Chengyang when he was alone, and then have him keep it a secret from Ye Xiaoxi.
Ye Yaodong last went to sea last month, so it's been almost a month since he last went to sea.
After finishing his work and giving instructions to his father, he left with the Dongyu No. 1.
As the sky began to lighten with a hint of gray, the sea breeze pushed the tide up, making it damp and clammy.
The fishing boats moored on the shore started their engines, the "putt-putt" sound breaking the silence, and several seagulls chased the waves churned up by the stern.
There were still quite a few fishing boats setting sail in the early morning. He followed the instructions of the port vessel management center broadcast over the loudspeaker and slowly sailed away from the waterway.
"Dongzi, you were doing just fine on the shore, why did you suddenly decide to go out to sea?"
"I'm just worried. With the typhoon season coming up, I'll go check on things and give them a few more instructions."
"Oh, that's true. But the weather forecast will remind you to be careful at sea, so you should be fine."
"We must take this seriously; typhoons are no joke."
The captain smiled and did not refute.
As the fleet sailed away from the harbor, the yellow, murky seawater along the coast accompanied the fishing boats. As time passed and they sailed further and further away, the seawater turned light green, then gradually deepened, until it settled into a vast expanse of deep blue.
Ye Yaodong didn't care about anything on this trip to sea. He only occasionally looked out from the deck with binoculars. The fishing boat was still in the control of the captain or the first and second mates.
Anyway, they've all gotten the hang of it. The route is still the one he originally planned, and they make a round trip every few days. Now they can drive it with their eyes closed, and they're all so skilled that they could do it without even looking.
He felt that all that was needed was to operate the nets a few more times before the whole crew could become proficient. Last month, they only fished for two days before the boat was requisitioned as a fresh catcher.
When we dock and head back in a few days, I'll still have to make a trip to Shanghai to personally urge them on; calling won't do any good.
As they arrived at their destination and approached the fishing boats one by one, some of the people noticed Ye Yaodong and asked him a few more questions out of curiosity. After all, they hadn't seen him at sea for a month, and his sudden reappearance was quite unexpected.
Ye Yaodong also gave a simple explanation.
"If you notice the wind and waves getting bigger, or if the broadcast warns that a typhoon eye is forming, you can discuss turning back immediately."
"We've been working continuously for two months now, and since the next typhoon might affect us, we can all go back and rest for a few days."
"Otherwise, we'll still be working continuously in the second half of the year, until the Lunar New Year. Only in August, September, and October will we have a chance to rest occasionally."
People replied one after another, "Received!"
"Go do what you need to do. The next ship, No. 1, should be finishing up soon, right? We've just finished here, so go wait near ship No. 1."
"Received, vessel number 1 is hauling in the nets."
"Go over there."
As Ye Yaodong approached, he was thinking that he could stay for a couple more days and then go back with the next ship when it came to collect the cargo.
Thinking this way, he also told the captain the same thing. When they were alongside the No. 1 ship, he climbed over and told the No. 1 ship's crewmates.
"After we finish collecting the cargo later, the Dongyu will return, and I'll stay on this ship for two days."
My cousin was pleasantly surprised. "Sure, you can command this ship for two days, so I can take a break."
"I'm here to look around, not to work."
Despite saying that, when the other person stood up and offered him the driver's seat, he still sat down. Only after dark did he hand over the work and go to sleep.
Life at sea was monotonous and dull, with no other activities besides work. The only time he could listen to the radio was in the cockpit.
As dawn broke, the salty sea breeze wafted into the cockpit of the "Ocean One." Ye Yaodong got up early, wrapped himself in a dirty work uniform, had half a "Chengfeng" cigarette dangling from his mouth, and stood on the deck with binoculars in hand.
All I could hear was the sound of motors mingling with the sound of waves, and inside the cabin, the radio was crackling and playing "Asian Heroic Spirit," the signal coming in fits and starts.
This Asian Games theme song has been a hit since last year and remains so to this day. It's played everywhere, and they can even hear it at sea.
"What the hell?"
Dongzi put down his binoculars, squinted at the distance, then put them back on, pointed to the area with reefs and islands in the northeast, and shouted into the cockpit.
"Come out, buddy, take a look at what's that?"
"What is that? What's going on?" The captain asked, emerging from the cockpit and taking the binoculars from his hand.
Ye Yaodong's hands were empty, so he couldn't see clearly with the naked eye. He then picked up the old-fashioned military binoculars hanging on the bulkhead.
This was the first telescope he used, and it's about to be phased out. The lenses are a bit scratched, and he has to work hard to focus it.
Several blurry ship silhouettes could be seen sneaking around in the crevices of the reefs. From a distance, the ships were a dull gray, their flags were not clearly visible, and no engine noise could be heard.
"It doesn't look like our ship," the captain said, puzzled.
Ye Yaodong stubbed out his cigarette, his brows furrowed. "Damn it, running around in the dark like thieves. Go over there and shout on the loudspeaker so the fishing boats nearby can check."
"Ok."
His cousin exchanged two binoculars with him, then went back to the cabin, grabbed the microphone of the high-frequency radio, and shouted into the channel.
"Which of your boats is closest to that saddle-shaped reef east of DYD? Check what's going on over there. It seems like they've detected a group of fishing boats. 25° 45' 30" N, 123° 28' 15" E, take a look."
"receive."
Someone responded that they had received the message, and then immediately the radio crackled with responses from several other boat captains, all chiming in: "We saw it! There's a fishing boat, but we can't see it very clearly!"
After all, technology is limited these days, and equipment is still relatively rudimentary, unable to achieve high-definition detection.
"Why does it look like... a foreign ship to me?"
Ye Yaodong's mouth was practically agape in an "O" shape. "Are you sure you're not seeing things?"
"Probably not, foreign fishing boats are very different in style from ours."
"Who cares where they come from, just don't come and steal our fishing grounds!"
"It looks like...like a Japanese ship?"
Some people hesitated and speculated.
In 1991, information was far less developed than it is now, and people's identification of foreign ships mostly relied on experience or even hearsay.
So even though it looks very similar, I can't be sure.
At that time, most of the Japanese fishing boats were the old-fashioned CL model, with gray-blue hulls and orange stripes.
Ye Yaodong was surprised. Before he could process it, he saw two gray-white Japanese patrol boats speeding into the fishing grounds, the waves they cleaved through crashing into the two nearest fishing boats.
A sharp, piercing Japanese warning blared from the loudspeaker, mixed with the hum of the water cannon charging up.
Two fishing boats, one in the distance and the other close together, were forced to turn their rudders repeatedly, their nets still half-submerged in the water, like sheep being chased by wolves, unable to run fast.
"W-W-W-W-!"
The piercing sound of the siren ripped through the morning tranquility without warning; it wasn't a single blast, but a continuous, long wail carrying a strong warning!
"Damn it."
Ye Yaodong cursed, and everyone on the fishing boats at sea turned their heads sharply to look!
Two medium-sized ships, painted in gray and white with sharp lines, were speeding straight in from the open sea!
The ship's hull was painted with striking Japanese markings and numbers, its bow raised high, cutting through the waves with imposing presence! That whistle was coming from them!
"Holy crap! It really is a Japanese patrol boat!"
The radio station erupted in chaos!
"Quick! Pull in the net! Forget about the fish in the net! Everyone stay alert!" Ye Yaodong shouted into the radio, then lunged at the helm.
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P.S.: I've been preparing for a lesson on historical topics these past two days. Qidian invited me to teach a course on historical themes, and I've been busy revising and working on it for two days. I'll add another chapter tomorrow during the day.