Chapter 135: Horrible typhoon memory, I hope the ship is okay
The bicycle stopped outside the village gate.

Chen Hui asked Chen Kaiming for favors and obtained the right to use the village telephone for one minute.

Chen Hui called Chen Yaozu and told him that he had to go to Dasa Village first. The weather was bad and lunch would probably be late.

After receiving the call, Chen Yaozu was not angry at all but very happy. "There was a typhoon today, and the county issued a notice to suspend business for one day. I was afraid that you would bring people here."

"Then let's make an appointment next time."

"See you next time, see you next time."

The second hand pointed to the number 11, and Chen Hui pressed the keycap on the phone.

After returning to Lin Jiao's house again, An Wenjing went in by herself and asked Lin Jiao to help feed the little muntjac.

Without further delay, he walked out after finishing his conversation.

"It's still raining, why are you suddenly going to Dasha Village?"

"Huh?! What's the rush for?" Lin Jiao walked out to see in confusion. Chen Hui's bicycle had already left the village entrance.

When we arrived at Dasa Village and just entered Chen Huihong's house, the wind and rain started to get stronger.

The big drops of rain were blown everywhere by the wind like drizzle.

Chen Hui and An Wenjing were looking out from the gate of the yard when they saw a broken twig flying across their path.

Flying along with it were flowers that were planted by someone unknown. Their pots and soil were gone, and the branches with roots were tumbling in the sky.

"Don't look at it, just hide back in the house."

"You two are really something. How dare you go out in such a storm!" Chen Huihong shouted while standing in the house.

"I don't want to either. It's hard to be a good person." Chen Hui said helplessly.

On a windy and rainy day like this where it’s inconvenient to go out, it would be nice to explore new life at home.

It was somewhat inconvenient at Chen Huihong's home.

"Hey, Chen Xu is really a worry." Chen Huihong sighed, came out and took the two of them back to have breakfast.

After breakfast, the wind and rain became stronger.

Wu Shuisheng sat at the kitchen door, looking outside anxiously, and began to worry about the fishing boats parked outside.

"No wonder Uncle Wei said that every time a typhoon is about to come, he wants to move the boat back home and hide it."

At this moment, Chen Hui fully understood the meaning of this sentence.

He made two cups of hot tea and handed one to Wu Shuisheng.

"Eight years ago, a typhoon destroyed several fishing boats in the village."

"It's been more than half a month since the typhoon, and there are still people repairing fishing boats."

A stream of rain was blown by the wind and hit him in the face.

Wu Shuisheng wiped his face calmly and took the hot tea handed to him by Chen Hui.

"Is this typhoon as big as the last one?" Chen Hui became worried.

He still remembers that typhoon.

There are no fishing boats in Chenjia Village, but the roofs of many houses were blown away, the houses were damaged, and the red brick village was crowded with people.

"This situation would be fine if it had already landed, if it was just a prelude."

Thinking of this, Wu Shuisheng became even more anxious.

In the era when there were no mobile phones or televisions reporting in real time, villagers had no other channels to learn about the real-time situation except the broadcasts on the village loudspeakers.

In this situation, Chen Hui could not help and could only sit and look at the sky with Wu Shuisheng.

Occasionally raise your hand to wipe the rain off your face.

The typhoon was getting stronger and stronger, making Chen Hui and Wu Shuisheng unable to sit still. The village loudspeaker finally sounded, and amid the squeaking sound of electricity, one could just hear:
"Dear villagers, the typhoon has landed. Stay at home, close doors and windows, and keep an eye on your children."

After repeating this five or six times to ensure that everyone's hearing was well exercised, the sound of the horn finally died down.

"Landed! Already landed!" Wu Shuisheng finally let go of his worries.

With winds of this magnitude, any damage to fishing boats would be limited and would not cause widespread destruction.

"The loudspeaker in Dasha Village is amazing. It can still be used like this?" Chen Hui exclaimed.

"Hahahaha, you don't know, the big typhoon eight years ago blew away the loudspeakers in the village, and no one has found them until now." "After the typhoon, the cables were rewired and reinforced, and every year before a typhoon comes, they will be checked and reinforced again."

The typhoon situation was confirmed, and Wu Shuisheng's mood improved.

The hot tea in his hand had turned into cold tea, but he still found it quite smooth to drink.

I moved the bench back inside and went upstairs to change my clothes that were wet by the sporadic rain.

"Brother Chen Hui, aren't you going to change your clothes?" An Wenjing was lighting a fire behind the stove. Seeing that Wu Shuisheng had gone upstairs, she also started to care about her man.

"I'm fine. You can see there's nothing hurt on me."

"Uncle's sitting position is not good. When the wind blows, it blows towards him." Chen Hui said as he sat down next to An Wenjing.

"I'll leave the fire work to you. My aunt is going to prepare some dried vegetables that she made a few days ago. I'll go see if I can help."

He handed the long pliers in his hand to Chen Hui.

An Wenjing got up, dusted off her body, and hopped to the storage room on the other side.

Chen Hui smiled with satisfaction and stuffed some dry firewood into the stove.

After lunch, the wind died down a bit and the rain got heavier.

No one in the family went out, some were chatting, some were sleeping.

It rained heavily all day and most of the night.

Early in the morning, Chen Hui, who was sleeping, heard people walking in front of the door and shouting to each other to go to Chenjia Village to catch seafood.

Going to the sea?! Going to Chenjia Village!?
Isn't it the case that people from Chenjia Village always go to Dasha Village to go fishing?

Chen Hui opened his eyes and the sunlight was already shining through the window.

"Wife, let's go, let's go to the beach." Chen Hui pushed An Wenjing beside him and said.

"Well, I'm not going!" An Wenjing turned over, and in a daze she did not forget to pull the quilt to press down her back.

"Look, you can't say that I led you astray today."

"It's almost eight o'clock. Didn't you say you would get up at five o'clock before the wedding?" Chen Hui asked.

“Before I got married, no one would force me to work overtime until 2 or 3 o’clock. I could fall asleep as soon as I lay down on the bed.

"My aunt is the best. She never says anything bad about me." After saying this, An Wenjing buried her head a little deeper in the quilt.

"." Chen Hui had nothing to say.

I could only lift the quilt, get up and go downstairs.

Chen Huihong and Wu Shuisheng had already gone out, so Chen Hui took out the porridge and sweet potatoes that were warm in the pot and ate them.

Just as I was about to go out, I saw An Wenjing running down the stairs, saying "Wait for me, wait for me."

"Aren't you going?" Chen Hui asked with a smile.

"We can sleep in tomorrow. There are many things to gain at the beach after the typhoon, so we don't have to go."

As An Wenjing spoke, she finished washing up as quickly as possible and held a sweet potato in her hand.

I also found a bucket and tongs, and we went out to the beach together.

On the way, they met two villagers who knew Chen Huihong and Chen Hui. They were surprised to see Chen Hui and An Wenjing coming to the sea to catch seafood.

"Why do I feel like I'm off to a bad start?"

"We went too late. All the things have been picked up?" Chen Hui was a little puzzled.

"Anyway, we'll be at the beach soon. You'll know when you get there. Let's go." An Wenjing pulled Chen Hui away.

There were only a few people carrying buckets walking around on the beach. It was not as crowded as An Wenjing had imagined.

She was a little confused and said, "Huh?"

"Isn't that my aunt? Let's go over and take a look." Chen Hui pointed ahead.

Chen Huihong was holding a big branch with her hands. Opposite her, another woman had one foot on the branch.

It looked like the two people were confronting each other.

(End of this chapter)