I have to find some clean straw tomorrow and put it in there for a cushion.

In the middle of the night, Ye Yaodong returned to his room and kept fussing with these things. He was either counting money, counting banknotes, or shaking the nylon bag.

This kind of old house has poor sound insulation. He can hear the residents next door cursing whoever stayed up late at night and what they were doing there...

After he finished his work, he quickly went to bed.

It was a cold day. If he hadn't been counting money, how could he be so busy? He must have been tucked into bed early.

December is about to enter, and the wind in the port here is stronger than in front of their home, and even the house is leaking.

Ye Yaodong was woken up by the cold wind pouring in from the edge of the window the next day. The warmth retention of this old house was also very poor.

If the quilt and mattress hadn't been newly made, he would have felt like he wouldn't be able to survive the winter, but he still woke up early from the cold.

"Why is it so early, boss..."

"No one warms the bed. It's too cold. I got up to find some newspapers and papered the windows again, but there was air leakage."

"Hahaha, let's just say that you have to find a wife and a home here. Based on your appearance and your ability to make money, there are many older girls and younger widows to choose for you."

"Stop talking nonsense, you are like a pack of wolves. Can I find another one to mix among you? Stop joking, where are the previous newspapers?"

"It's on fire."

"ah?"

"I thought you had seen them all, but they were all useless. There was a pile of them piled there, so I used them to start a fire and cook."

"Your uncle... you're a loser."

"There is nothing to start the fire. There is no straw or sawdust. Why don't we just use those newspapers to start the fire..."

Ye Yaodong cursed a few more times before going out to get some newspapers from others to paper over the windows.

As soon as he stepped out of the house, he saw that the vegetables grown in his father's wooden box outside were covered with a thick layer of frost, making them white.

"It's already frosted, shouldn't it be snowing?"

"No way, will it snow here?"

"It's only December and it's already frosty. If it gets colder, it won't snow?"

"It's snowing. I don't know what snow looks like in this life..."

"Snow can freeze you to death."

Ye Yaodong put on the scarf. Ah Qing asked a layman to bring it to him last time, so it could keep him warm.

He opened his mouth to speak and emitted white smoke.

After going out, he stretched out his hands and breathed a sigh of relief as he walked, then crossed his hands and inserted them into each other's cuffs.

After asking around, I got a stack of newspapers, and then I asked the landlord for a bowl of rice milk, and then I covered the windows with newspapers.

I didn't feel this cold a few days ago, and now the temperature has dropped extremely quickly.

But when the sun came out, the temperature climbed up again, and there were a bunch of people sitting at the door with their heads down, eating breakfast and basking in the sun.

The old landlady even reached out to him and brought him a hot red pancake, which was just in time to add to his breakfast.

He smiled and said thank you, and ate the skin with it. It was soft, glutinous and warm, just right to go with porridge, and it was sweet.

"Boss, do we want to go to sea tonight or tomorrow morning? The wind is quite strong."

"Let's go to sea in the early morning. It's too cold at night. It's better to lie down on the bed and have a good sleep. We'll work all day tomorrow, making three trips back and forth, so that we can have a good night's sleep when we come back."

"Adong Adong, come out quickly, that little beauty is here to find you again."

Ye Yaodong heard the shout at the door and looked up. A red figure also appeared at the door, stretching his head to look into the room.
Chapter completed!