The storms and winds at sea made it completely impossible for the villagers to venture out for fishing.
Zhang Muchuan stood in the curtain of rain, gazing out at the churning, turbulent waves in the distance, a chill settling deep within his heart.
The food at home was almost entirely gone.
There were only two doses of medicine left for his mother.
They would finish them by tomorrow at the latest.
What on earth were they to do?
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