Winter sea waters, they devour humans!
These words fell into Yan Wanqing's ears, and she slightly raised her eyebrows, revealing a smile tinged with a bit of fear.
"Really? I'm faint of heart, Auntie Hua, don't scare me."
Auntie Hua looked around, gestured for Yan Wanqing to lean closer, and continued, "I'm telling you this because you're young and good-looking. On the surface, Sea Village seems calm, but throughout the year we only fish for three seasons. We dare not go to the sea in winter, for those who do are bound to die! Winter is approaching, and after this last outing, your Uncle Jin and the other villagers will stock up for winter and won't risk going to sea again."
Having said so much, Auntie Hua found herself a little parched.
Seeing Yan Wanqing's surprised face, Auntie Hua realized she may have said too much.
