Beachcombing: The beach is full of amazing seafood, but my wife won't let me get out of bed!

"What?!"

Wang Feng exploded upon hearing this, hands on her hips, her loud voice shaking the roof.

"Which damned bastard dares to steal from our Wu family!"

"Where is he? Have you caught him yet? I'm going to skin him alive!"

Wu Jianguo's face darkened, and he gripped the tobacco pouch in his hand tightly.

"We didn't catch them," Wu Gang chimed in from the side, his voice a little muffled.

"It was too dark and the rain was heavy. The thief saw us and was so scared that he slipped and fell into the sea from the breakwater."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Wang Feng paused for half a second, then spat.

"Pah, serves you right!"

"God have mercy! If anyone tries to steal the boat again, you can beat them to death!"

Chen Xue came out carrying hot water, and upon hearing this, her hand trembled in fright.

"Fell into the sea? Then...can that person still survive?"

"With such huge waves, if you fall in, you won't even be able to surface. You're definitely doomed."

Wu Sui took the hot water and drank a sip to warm herself up.

"The village chief is also here. He said he would report it at the meeting and that everyone should just keep an eye on their own boats."

Hearing that the village chief was also there, Wu Jianguo's tense nerves relaxed.

"Alright, it's good that everyone's alright."

"With such strong winds and waves, if the thief falls in on his own, it's just bad luck."

"Go take a hot shower and change your wet clothes quickly, so you don't catch a cold."

The family was finally relieved.

After washing up, Wu Sui returned to the house. It was as if the family had never been divided; whenever it rained or was windy, he would go back to the old house to live.

Chen Xue sat on the edge of the bed, still feeling lingering fear.

"Ah Sui, thank goodness you arrived in time. If you had actually cut the mooring rope, our boat would have been destroyed."

"It's alright, it's all over now." Wu Sui patted Chen Xue's hand and pulled her into his arms.

"With me here, no one can touch our things. Go to sleep, we might have things to do tomorrow."

Chen Xue nodded, leaned against Wu Sui, and closed her eyes.

Listening to the howling wind and the torrential rain pounding against the glass outside the window, Wu Sui couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

He quickly reviewed everything that had happened that night in his mind.

Li Daqiang is dead.

This kid outwardly admitted defeat, but I didn't expect him to be so ruthless.

This current predicament is entirely of their own making.

Wu Sui felt no remorse whatsoever.

The problem is, once it's light tomorrow, if Old Man Li finds that his son hasn't come home, he'll definitely have to search for him everywhere.

Old Man Li was a notorious troublemaker in the village. If it were discovered that Li Daqiang had gone to the dock last night, and considering the connection to that "outsider thief who fell into the sea"...

Anyone with a brain knows that this old guy will definitely try to pin the blame on him.

Even without evidence, the old man will still throw a tantrum in the village and even cause trouble in the township.

Since the village chief has already set the tone on "outsider boat thieves," Wu Sui has to completely eliminate this obstacle.

Not only should they be smashed to death, but they should also make sure Old Man Li can't even fart.

The next morning, Wu Sui, worried about the boat, got up very early.

The wind was still strong, but the rain had lessened, and the sky was overcast.

Wu Gang and Chen Yang were already in the yard.

"Big brother, Xiao Yang, let's go check out the docks."

The three of them walked towards the dock through the mud.

Upon arriving at the dock, a chaotic scene came into view.

The breakwater was covered with broken planks and tattered fishing nets.

Several small wooden boats were crashed onto the shore by the wind and waves, their sides smashed into pieces, and half of their hulls were submerged in water.

Uncle Chen was squatting beside his wooden boat, slapping his thigh and howling.

"Oh my God, the bottom of the boat is leaking."

Several fishermen nearby were also sighing.

This typhoon came too suddenly, and losses are inevitable; it's just a matter of how much.

Wu Sui walked quickly to his own parking space.

The twelve-meter steel boat was moored there, its two thick cables taut and straight, and the hull was completely undamaged.

Wu Gang let out a long breath and patted his chest.

"Luckily we arrived in time last night. If that half of the cable hadn't been replaced, this ship would have drifted away somewhere long ago."

Wu Sui jumped onto the boat and checked all the equipment.

"Xiaoyang, drain the water off the deck."

Chen Yang responded and took the bucket to start working.

While everyone was busy, a series of stumbling footsteps came from the entrance of the dock.

Old Man Li had lost one of his shoes while running around, his feet were covered in mud, his eyes were bloodshot, and he grabbed a passing villager and asked him questions.

"Have you seen my Daqiang? Have you seen Daqiang?"

The villager was a little confused by the question: "Uncle Li, what are you doing? Isn't Daqiang home?"

Old Man Li was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet, and tears were almost in his eyes.

"He's not here. The wind came last night, and he went out saying he was going to check on the docks, but he hasn't come back yet."

Several villagers nearby stopped what they were doing and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Uncle Chen stood up and wiped the mud off his face.

"Old Li, did your Daqiang come out last night?" Uncle Chen frowned. "The wind and waves were so strong last night, and thieves even broke into the dock."

Old Man Li was stunned and stared blankly at Uncle Chen.

"What thief?"

"They stole the boat." Uncle Chen pointed towards the breakwater. "They came to cut Ah Sui's rope in the middle of the night, but Ah Sui and his brother caught them. Feeling guilty, they slipped and fell into the sea."

Old Li's mind went blank.

Last night... he seemed to see Daqiang carrying a knife when he left the house...

Old Man Li shuddered, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

He suddenly realized what was happening, let out a howl, and rushed towards the breakwater.

"Daqiang, Daqiang..."

The villagers were stunned. Looking at Old Man Li, who seemed to have gone mad, they quickly went to stop him.

If you fall in and get swept away by the waves, even a god can't save you.

"Uncle Li, don't get agitated. What Daqiang? He's just a boat thief, how could he be Daqiang?"

"Yeah, Ah Sui said that guy said something, but it wasn't a local accent. Wait a bit longer, he might be drinking at someone's house."

As if reminded, Old Man Li turned to look at Wu Sui, who was busy on the deck.

"Old Wu the Second!"

He rushed toward Wu Sui's boat like a mad dog, scrambling onto it with both hands and feet.

Wu Gang was startled and quickly stepped in front of him, pushing Old Man Li aside.

"Uncle Li, what are you doing?"

Old Man Li was pushed so hard that he landed on his buttocks in the mud and water, and he pointed at Wu Sui's nose and cursed loudly.

"You heartless bastard, you owe me my son's life... It was you, you pushed my son into the sea."

These shouts drew the attention of everyone on the dock.

The villagers put down what they were doing and gathered around.

Wu Sui stood on the deck, looking down at Old Man Li splashing around in the mud.

"Uncle Li, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

He spread his hands, looking completely innocent. "When did I push your son?"

Old Man Li got up from the ground, grabbed a stone, and was about to smash it.

"Last night, Daqiang went out with a knife, saying he wanted to settle scores with you. You must have pushed him into the sea. How could you be so cruel?"