Fortunately, his last name is simple. There are only a few strokes of the two characters Ye San, which is much easier to write than the three characters Ye Yaodong.
"Okay, Dad? I'm fine here."
"I'm almost done with it, just let it dry and wait until it's dry."
Ye Yaodong put the brushes back into the corresponding buckets, looked at the watch on his wrist, and worked casually. It was already past 12 o'clock, and he and his father were working there at the same time.
"What time is it?"
"It's after 12 o'clock. It should be about the same if you leave it to dry for more than two hours. It's okay if the color fades a little."
"Well, put your things in order and push them back on the cart first. When the tide comes in later, I will come out with you and drive to the town with you. The two of you can have company."
Father Ye couldn't rest assured that he was left alone for such a big matter, and he had to keep an eye on it the whole time.
One person is short-term, two people are long-term.
Ye Yaodong had no objection either.
Seeing that his father was already sorting tools there, he started to circle around the fishing boat again. He felt that he couldn't get enough of it. He was so curious.
After going around and around, he said: "Dad, there seems to be a lot of white paint left. Let's use it to paint the cabin as well. Anyway, the cabin is on top. There's no need to worry about getting soaked in water if it's not dry. Just make the change a little more thorough.
, another coat of paint here will make it even more unrecognizable.”
"Okay, then let's brush the cabin as well before the tide comes in."
Ye Yaodong touched the first painted area and found that it was dry. He climbed onto the boat from there and asked his father to hand him the paint bucket.
"Then you wash here first, I'll push the cart back and then come back."
"Okay, let's take the bike out by the way."
Father Ye frowned, "How long is the journey, and you still need to ride a bicycle? My feet are not that valuable, so I still need to ride a bicycle for this small distance? The beach is not the place to go... and I am not afraid of seawater corrosion and rust...
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"Hey, no... I asked you to push the bicycle over and then carry it onto the boat."
He is a little lazy, but he doesn't go to the beach and ride a bicycle. It's not easy to ride on the beach because it's full of sand.
"When I finish painting, the tide will almost come in, so we can sail directly to the town. Will we really be able to walk on two legs when we get back?"
"It's late at night. We're already tired enough. We haven't slept all day and all night, you know? We're not made of iron. I'm almost exhausted. My eyelids have been fighting for a long time. I can only hold on with my breath."
"After the boat docks at the town pier, we will move the bicycles onto the road. It will be easier to ride back. It will be dawn by then."
Only now did Father Ye understand why he wanted a bicycle.
"It's okay to take a walk. The town is not far from the village... When riding this bicycle, the beach is covered with sea water... I won't feel bad at all..."
"Why are you feeling so distressed? At worst, when you come back from the ride, you can rinse it with fresh water and wipe it again. Isn't the car just for riding? Should you treat it like a treasure? You have to use it. Otherwise, why did you buy it?"
Father Ye just recited a few words in distress, said nothing more, pushed the cart and left first.
Ye Yaodong shook his head, picked up the brush and started to be his painter again, humming a song in his mouth.
Not to mention, with such a little brushing, the entire cabin looks much better. Although there are some bumps and bumps when you get closer, don't worry about it at this time. As long as the words can be covered up, these details are not important.
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Anyway, the color combination looks pretty good from a distance, and it looks pretty new from a distance.
He carefully didn't even miss the corners and seams. He also brushed the rusty hinges and other details. He didn't miss any details. Anyway, if he had time, it would be a good time to be idle.
Father Ye pushed the cart into the yard and then went into the house to push the bicycle. However, when he pressed the brake of the bicycle, he woke up Lin Xiuqing who was sleeping.
She thought it was Ye Yaodong who was back, so she got up and put on a coat and went out, but she saw that it was Ye Yaodong pushing his bicycle out.
"father?"
"Well, you haven't slept yet?"
"It's so late, where are you going with your bicycle? Where's A Dong? Why haven't you come back yet?"
"Well, he's still busy. We haven't finished yet. We still have something to do. Come back later and let him talk to you."
Lin Xiuqing's brows were so furrowed that she could kill a fly. It was already past 12 o'clock. What could she be busy with? She was still busy and had to ride a bike outside?
They have not slept for almost a day and a night. What is so important?
"What are you busy with, Dad?"
"You'll know when he comes back and tells you. I'm not free right now and I have to go help him. I'll leave first."
Lin Xiuqing followed Father Ye out and stood at the door, watching him hurriedly pushing his bicycle towards the beach. She was even more confused. What was he doing pushing his bicycle towards the beach so late?
She thought hard and couldn't figure it out. If she wanted to transport things, she would have to use a cart. Why push a bicycle?
What are they going to do?
Or is A Dong doing something again?
The behavior of father and son today looked particularly strange.
The more she thought about it, the more puzzled and strange she became, and she felt like her brain was running out.
But it seems to be quite important, right? Otherwise, they wouldn't be still busy outside now. Moreover, it looks like they are not going to go to sea at night.
Don’t know what you are busy with?
Lin Xiuqing shook her head and didn't think much about it. Anyway, having his father here and watching would make people feel more at ease.
She bolted the courtyard door again and closed the house. After all, they would call the door when they came back from their work.
But she didn't expect that it would be dawn when the father and son came back.
As people get older, they sleep less. The old lady gets up early in the morning to cook porridge and then water the vegetable field.
The chickens and ducks at home have been nesting in the nest for a while, and the chicks and ducks are hatched there without any need for feeding.
Just as she was watering the vegetable field, she heard a knock on the courtyard door.
"Who is it? This early in the morning, the sky is just a little bit light, and you knock on the door... Why is it so urgent? You can't wait until it's broad daylight before knocking on the door? This early in the morning, you are all asleep,
Just knock on the door..."
The old lady mumbled to herself and walked to the door to open the door, but her eyes widened.
"Dongzi? Why are you out there? Didn't you come back last night? Why did you go? Why didn't you come back last night? Oh, why didn't you come back until now?"
The old lady asked a series of questions and was extremely surprised. She pulled him forward and took a closer look. Her eyes were full of fatigue and dark circles, and her eyes were even bloodshot.
"Did you stay up all night and run around outside? What were you doing?"
He waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I have important things to do. I'm done now."
"Come in first, come in first, and we'll talk later."
Ye Yaodong nodded, first pushed the bicycle in and put it in the yard, "Let me clean it later and dry it before pushing it back into the house."
"Okay, okay, you go in and have a rest first. You haven't slept at night, right? Your eyes are red."
"Well, it's okay, don't worry."
"Don't worry yet. I see how tired you are. Why did I see baskets of shelled food on the cart in the yard when I got up early in the morning? Did you two get them back last night? There's no need to stay up late.
Ah, how tiring it is, these things are worthless and there are plenty of them everywhere, so they are not worth your hard work."
The old lady was almost heartbroken and kept talking beside her.
"You can't stay up late like this anymore. Your body is yours. What should you do if you suffer from it? Don't rely on your youth. When you get older, you will know how hard it is..."
Ye Yaodong parked his bicycle and rubbed his temples. He looked at the old lady helplessly, "Okay, I understand. I have something important to do. You old man doesn't understand."
"Then you should go back to the house and go to sleep. If you have anything else to do, wait until you wake up."
"Go to bed later."
He still has nothing to do.
The opera was going to start this afternoon, and the troupe would come over in the morning. He had to move the chairs from home in advance to occupy a seat.
The family was full of old, weak, women and children, and his father and he had been busy all night. If he lay down to sleep, he wouldn't wake up until noon at least.
While he's still asleep, let's secure a seat for them first, otherwise they won't have a good seat if they wait until daybreak to move stools over.
It's rare for a village opera to be sung for five days. It's so rare. Several members of the family have never seen the world. They need a good location to have a better experience.
He went in and out and removed the barnacle spats from the cart.
Because his father was in a hurry at night, he pushed it to the yard and ran out again without saying anything about unloading the things first.
"Why are you moving these things again? I told you, it's too late to start working after dawn." The old lady quickly stepped forward to stop him.
"No, I just want to empty the cart, move a few more stools from home, and grab a seat in advance."
"It's okay, it's okay. It's daybreak. Just ask your mother or Aqing to move two stools over. You go to bed first. Stop doing it. Stop doing it. This is too heavy. I can't take it off until you've had enough sleep."
The old lady held his hand and refused to let him move any further, and also pulled him into the house.
Ye Yaodong had no choice but to follow.
The stools at home are all made of wood, and solid wood is quite heavy. If you move a few more stools, they will get stuck under your armpits and become difficult to handle.
"Forget it, let me take two first. The two children probably can't sit still, and they don't need to run and jump. Just move two, and you and Qing can have a good place to sit and watch in the afternoon... um... move
One armchair, one armchair and one stool..."
This time Ye Yaodong broke away from the old lady's hand and without waiting for her to respond, he grabbed the stools and chairs in the room and walked out.
"Hey, you kid, why are you still thinking about this? You told me not to worry, just ask your mother to take two later, but you didn't listen no matter what. You haven't slept for more than a day and a night...
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"It won't take long. I'll go to bed when I get back."
This theater was something they had been looking forward to for many days. Without proper arrangements for them, how could he lie down?
At this time, the old man watching the temple must have gotten up too. If he moved over early to get a good position, he could come back and sleep early.
Chapter completed!