But because of the earlier diving incident, Su Chen and Su Zhuyun decided to skip all sea-based activities. Their main focus was sightseeing and taking pictures, with a side mission of sampling West Island’s local cuisine.
The main island was split into a tourist area and a fishing village. After leaving their guesthouse, Su Chen and his family headed straight for the fishing village. After all, the tourist area was just hotels, guesthouses, and restaurants, with nothing truly fun to do.
The buildings in the fishing village mostly had dark tiles and gray walls, with conspicuous coral stones embedded in the masonry. This typical Qiong Province-style architecture had its own unique flair.
Coupled with the murals painted on the walls, there were already long lines of tourists waiting to take pictures for their social media check-ins when Su Chen and his family arrived.
Chen Shufen’s interest was instantly piqued. She pulled Su Zhuyun into the long line, leaving Su Chen with no choice but to act as their photography assistant.
At first, Su Chen was still immersed in the joy of their outing, but he soon began to experience the same suffering as Su Zhuyun. Whenever Chen Shufen saw a place with a nice view, she had to stop and take a few pictures.
Su Chen, who was completely clueless about photography, knew nothing about finding the right angle or Light. He just lifted his phone and started snapping away, CLICK, CLICK, CLICK. As a result, after seeing the photos, Chen Shufen gave him quite an earful.
If that was all, Su Chen could have accepted it. His photography skills were admittedly lacking, so it wasn’t a big deal to get told off—especially by his own mom.
Although the fishing village didn’t have as many shops as the main tourist area, it wasn’t far off. Chen Shufen immediately entered shopping mode, hitting every single one of the twenty or thirty stores down the street without exception.
In each one, she’d ask about this and that, buying any trinket she found pretty or unusual. The prices weren’t high, but the sheer quantity made up for it. Within an hour, Su Chen and Su Zhuyun were already carrying two large bags full of the fishing village’s local specialties.
"Dad, was it like this when you two were in Sanya?" Su Chen whispered, sidling up to Su Zhuyun.
Hearing this, Su Zhuyun glanced at Chen Shufen, who was browsing in a nearby shop, before turning back to say, "Not in Sanya. The stores there aren’t filled with all these cheap little trinkets like they are here."
Su Chen was confused. ’Then what was he complaining about when he called me earlier?’
Just as he was about to ask, Su Zhuyun answered his unasked question.
"Your mom doesn’t buy things in Sanya, but she does ’city walks’! She dragged me through countless scenic spots. If your old man wasn’t still in pretty good shape, I probably would have collapsed from exhaustion back in the hotel!"
A bad feeling began to creep into Su Chen’s heart. ’Mom is probably planning to walk through the entire fishing village.’
And sure enough... the rest of their tour through the fishing village was all on foot. A single lap took them over two hours, and by the end, Su Chen could barely move.
He was starting to regret his decision. ’It would have been so much better to just let Mom and Dad enjoy their vacation quietly. Why did I have to come along and be the third wheel?’
Fortunately, he got a chance to rest and catch his breath when Sicong, Chen Feiyu, and others called to ask him about some Melo Pearls.


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