They began to get busy, took out the fish from the fishing net one by one and put them into the water tank in the cabin.

There are many types of fish, including mackerel, pomfret, hairtail, and some fish that cannot be named. Each fish is jumping around, as if it has just jumped out of the sea.

Ye Yuze squatted by the cabin, holding a mackerel in his hand, and the fish scales were slippery in his palm, as if they were coated with oil.

He couldn't help laughing and looked up at the old shark:

"Man, today's harvest is really good."

The old shark nodded and catered to him, "I guess there will be more blessings for you."

While speaking, his eyes were still staring at the sea. He knew that although the harvest was good today, the weather on the sea was unpredictable. If he was not careful, all his previous efforts might be wasted.

He looked up at the sky, the clouds gradually became heavier and the wind became stronger.

"Carry it out and keep moving forward."

The old shark's voice was still low, but it was a hint of unquestionable determination.

Yang Geyong was stunned for a moment, looked up at the sky, a little puzzled:

"It's still early, let's call another Internet cafe?"

The old shark shook his head: "When the wind is strong, the waves will also rise. If you make another net, the risk is too great. We have to go that far."

What else did Yang Geyong want to say? He was stopped by Ye Yuze. He knew that the old shark's decision would never be wrong.

Everyone quickly packed up their fishing gear and the boat slowly continued to sail towards the deep sea.

The wind on the sea was getting heavier and louder, and the waves slapped the boat's side, making a "slap" sound.

The boat was jogging in the waves, and the frequency of swaying became greater and greater.

The little shark grabbed the boat tightly, his face turned pale. Although he followed his father to sea since childhood, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked in the face of such strong winds and waves.

The old shark stood at the bow of the boat, holding the side of the boat with both hands, and his eyes still stared into the distance.

There was no panic on his face, as if such storms were just commonplace for him. He knew that as long as he stayed calm, the boat would be safe and sound.

After being infected by him, the young fishermen were not panicked. The little shark looked at his father in admiration, his eyes full of light.

The fish in the cabin shone silver in the sun, like countless stars falling on the beach.

The women also left the cabin. Indira and Lida hugged Ye Yuze's arms on the left and right, breathed a long sigh, and smiled on their faces. The storm just now scared them.

The old shark stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the busy figures of his son and a few young fishermen, and a hint of relief appeared on his face.

He knew that the livelihoods on this sea would eventually be handed over to the young people. And he only needed to give them some guidance and help when they needed them.

But he really can't understand these employers. He was fishing for the first time, but he was calm in the face of the storm and waves. He was even more calm than picking an old sailor himself. Who are they?

However, people who live at the bottom like this are not very curious because that is a way to live longer.

The sea breeze is still blowing, and the waves are still slapping on the side of the ship, making a low "swinging" sound.

The old shark stood at the bow of the boat, staring into the distance, as if he was looking at the Amirant Trench, where he had been.

He knew that the place was dangerous, but what if it was dangerous?

This sea will never stop, and their lives will continue on this sea. Fear is never their emotions.

After the thrill, Yang Geyong went to the cabin to hang out with the women again. He never wanted to leave himself idle, that was a waste of his life.
Chapter completed!