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- The three of them were looking at each other, and Wang Bi'an came out of the kitchen: "Mom, I put the rice pot on the table and washed the vegetables. Do you want me to prepare anything for you?"
Chen Wei said softly: "I'll prepare the meal, and you two can think about it again. You have to find a proper way. (! Win phone bills) Please visit the latest free chapter of this book."
The lunch dishes were stir-fried green vegetables, stir-fried potatoes with tomatoes, sausages and salted eggs. The salted eggs were not marinated long enough and were not salty enough, but they were quite appetizing in the mouth. However, the whole family, except Wang Bi'an, ate them carelessly. The other three were all very preoccupied and kept eating their food one bite at a time.
When we were about to finish our meal, a voice suddenly came from outside the Dragon King Temple: "Xiao Wang, Teacher Xiao Chen, Xiao Xie are you at home?"
Wang Lu was stunned: "Oh, it's Old Man Chen - no, I forgot to tell him that the dredger was out of trouble. The old man didn't see the ship today. I don't know why he is so worried."
The four of them hurriedly went out. As expected, Old Man Chen was standing at the main entrance of the Dragon King Temple. Wang Lu grabbed his hand a few steps forward and said, "Uncle, I'm so sorry. We have already taken out the boat. I forgot." I told you this."
Old man Chen came here precisely for this matter: "I lost sight of the boat early in the morning, and thought it had been washed away by the mountains and rivers. Then I thought about it, maybe you had taken it away, and I was worried, so I came to ask. Later. I felt relieved when I saw the boat on the bank of Qingjiang River. Xiao Wang, you are so courageous. In such a heavy storm last night, you dared to maneuver the boat in the river without fear of capsizing. Alas, I just wanted to Just thinking about it makes me sweat."
Chen Wei quickly let Old Chen go to the kitchen: "Uncle San, if you come here at this hour, you must not have eaten yet, and there is not much food at home. Just make do with a few bites. There is no food. You have to eat enough." "
Old Chen came in a hurry and didn't eat. He didn't let him go and sat down at the small dining table in the kitchen. Chen Wei and Wang Bi'an were busy clearing away the dishes and chopsticks they had eaten and making rice for Old Chen. Chen Wei stir-fried some more I ordered a braised winter melon and served it to the table.
Old man Chen said: "Teacher Chen, please stop being busy. I'm old and can't eat more than a few bites. Oh, is this salted egg? Well, it wasn't marinated long enough, and it's still a bit undercooked."
Wang Lu smiled and said: "We have never made salted eggs before, we were all fooling around. Today we just took a few to taste."
Old man Chen said: "Next time you go to Houlong Village, ask my wife. She can make salted eggs, preserved eggs, and drunken eggs. Her skills are very good."
Old man Chen doesn¡¯t have a big appetite. I still had to eat a bowl and a half before I put down my chopsticks - I couldn't put it down anymore, Chen Wei was already scraping the bottom of the pot on the stove.
Putting down his chopsticks, Old Chen took the tea from Wang Bi'an, coughed and said, "Xiao Wang. In addition to asking about the dredger, I have something to discuss with you today. The typhoon last night A lot of farmland in the town was flooded"
Wang Lu slapped his thigh hard: "Uncle, I was just trying to talk to you about this, but the water can't be drained out. This year's harvest will be completely ruined."
Old Man Chen said: "It's not that it's all over. Some fields are high and haven't been flooded much, but the number is just small. And this waterlogging is also a big deal. Even if the water recedes on its own in the future, the sunshine time is not long enough, and the mud in the fields It¡¯s not hard enough. Farm machinery can¡¯t be used, and it sinks in as soon as it enters the field.¡±
Wang Lu said straightforwardly: "Uncle, you are the most familiar with farm work, and you are also a geographical tiger in this area (Wang Lu almost blurted out the word "local snake"), tell us what we should do?"
Old Man Chen said: "We must first find out the flooded areas. In some areas, only the drainage channels are blocked. As long as we find the opening, we can open it. In other areas, we may need to use dredgers to dig out the embankments." Success. (!.Win the phone bill)"
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Old man Chen naturally knew the importance of the dredger to kill zombies. He hesitated and said: "This is really a seesaw riding on a seesaw. He can only take care of this end but not the other end. Let's do this. Let's first find out the flooded areas and use the dredger as little as possible. After all, it is not good to have too many openings in the dike, which will affect flood control in the coming year. I still have half a barrel of diesel at home, and I will send it to you when the time comes."
Wang Lu waved his hand: "That's it, Uncle, I'll go check the farmland with you right now." Wang Lu just stood up, turned to Wang Bi'an and said, "Wang Bi'an, you go with dad."
Wang Bi'an was stunned for a moment, and then cheered. Since he first arrived in Yashan and killed a few zombies with his father as a partner, this was the first time that Wang Lu took the initiative to ask him to join the action.
Wang Bi'an took Xie Ling's hand and said, "Sister, quickly, lend me your woodcutter."
Wang Lu said: "What are you doing with a woodcutter? Today I am going to check the drainage of farmland. I am not killing zombies. Bring a hoe."?, it can defend yourself and clear ditches. "
Wang Bi'an was so happy that even digging channels was better than staying on the cliff and feeding chickens.
after an hour.
Wang Bi'an said with a bitter look on his face: "Dad, do we really want to go there?"
Wang Lu didn¡¯t say anything, he just used the rake in his hand to test the depth of the water.
This is a continuous rice field. Because the terrain is low, the rice is completely submerged in the water. Even the mechanical plowing road is thigh-deep in water. The section of the embankment where Wang Lu and Wang Bi'an are standing has not yet been immersed in water, but Wang Lu I want to go all the way there and see where the flooded area ends.
"Dad!" Wang Bi'an said in a strong voice, "Look, what's on the side of the road? It's a toilet!"
In fact, what Wang Bi'an was referring to was a toilet and he even raised it. It was just an open-air cesspool common in rural areas. Several large tanks were half-buried in the ground. There was a wooden shelf built on top of the tank for people to squat on, and there was a rain cover on the top. pergola.
Wang Lu nodded: "You have very sharp eyes. Alas, toilets like this are rare even in rural areas. It's really rare."
Wang Bi'an made a disgusting look, Dad, are you mistaken? This is not about looking at the scenery. Besides, who on the farm tour came specifically to see the open-air manure tank: "Dad, you know there is a toilet here, Are you still going into the water? Look, the entire toilet is submerged in water, and there is poop in the water."
Wang Lu said nonchalantly: "Ah, come all the way, Wang Bi'an, didn't you and your father have to wade through the water? Anyway, your pants - well, even your clothes are wet, so it doesn't matter if you wade in."
Wang Bi'an almost jumped up: "Dad, you actually want me to dip into the poop water! You"
Wang Lu interrupted Wang Bi'an: "In addition to defecation, there is also pee."
? said. I have used the rake in my hand to explore the mechanical plowing path under the water. He took a step into the water and waded in with a splash.
Wang Bi'an was stunned.
Wang Lu walked about a hundred meters and turned back to wave to Wang Bi'an: "Come on, don't just stand there, there are still many places to check."
Wang Bi'an gritted his teeth - we can't stand here forever. Should we let ourselves go back to Yashan alone? Not to mention that many roads on the way back to the mountain were flooded. It was my father who held my hand all the way here. The question is, if I return home like this, is it considered a deserter?
Wang Lu didn¡¯t wait too long, turned around and continued wading through the water.
Wang Bi'an closed his eyes and stepped into the water. When he felt the cold water covering his ankles, he almost cried - this, this is the water where he has been soaked in stool and urine!
Wang Bi'an stumbled and trotted to catch up with Wang Lu. The water was getting deeper and deeper. It was almost up to his waist, and Wang Bi'an shouted in panic: "Dad." His feet suddenly stepped on the air, and the hoe in his hand was thrown out, and he was about to fall into the water.
A big hand supported him. It was Wang Lu, "Be careful."
Although he didn¡¯t fall down in the water, the thrown hoe still splashed some muddy water on his face. When he thought that the water was composed of feces and urine, Wang Bi¡¯an felt sick and retched several times.
Wang Lu patted his back gently. But he didn't say anything to comfort him.
Wang Bi'an finally stood up straight and wiped his tears.
Wang Lu took out the hoe from under the water and put it firmly into Wang Bi'an's hand: "Let's go."
Wang Bi'an sniffed and followed Wang Lu silently, wading through the water.
In the evening, Wang Lu took Wang Bi'an, who was shaking while walking, back to the Dragon King Temple. Chen Wei had been waiting impatiently: "Why are you coming back at this time? Come on. Let's go eat."
Wang Lu said: "Ah, I will take Wang Bian to take a bath first."
Chen Wei looked at the two of them in surprise. The clothes on the father and son were all dry. Wang Lu shook his head: "Don't look at it. These clothes have been wet and dry several times. Put the dry clothes and Give me the bath soap and washbasin, and I will take the child to the spring in the back mountain to wash."
Although Chen Wei expected that it would not be easy for Wang Lu to take Wang Bi'an down the mountain to inspect the farmland, and that he would even have to endure hardships with his children, she did not expect that Wang Bi'an looked more tired than killing a few zombies - look at him, his whole body His vision was out of focus.
Carrying the washbasin and bathing utensils, Wang Lu and Wang Bian came to the spring in the back mountain.
Wang Lu patted a stone by the spring and motioned to Wang Bi'an to sit down: "Take off all your clothes." After saying that, he also took off his clothes, threw them aside, scooped up the mountain spring to use bath liquid, and washed his hands and feet for a while.
After Wang Bi'an took off his clothes, Wang Lu scooped up a basin of cool mountain spring water, poured it slowly over his head, took the shampoo, and applied it carefully.After washing his hair, Wang Bi'an closed his eyes, and then his stiff body relaxed a little.
After washing his hair, Wang Lu gave Wang Bi'an some body wash and wiped his back. He wiped Wang Bi'an's little naked body until it turned red, like a naked pig, and even washed the spaces between his toes.
Wang Bi'an covered his vagina and finally felt a little more energetic. He dodged Wang Lu's hand left and right and chuckled.
Wang Lu washed Wang Bi'an carefully from head to toe twice, and poured water from the washbasin to soak him several times. Then he patted his bare butt and said, "Wipe yourself and get dressed."
When Wang Bi'an was getting dressed next to him, Wang Lu started washing carefully. Seeing his father rubbing his head with white foam and huffing and puffing with his eyes closed, Wang Bi'an looked at Wang Lu's naked body curiously. Wang Lu's body was covered with scars and scratches of varying depths.
Wang Bi'an recognized the crooked scar on his thigh, which was made by a crazy woman with glass.
There are still a few scratches on the left and right calves. I don¡¯t know where they came from. One of them is still very fresh, and it seems that it was only injured in the past few days. Although Wang Lu likes to brag at home about how many idiot zombies he has killed, he never talks about his injuries.
Wang Lu raised his arm to wash his hair. Wang Bi'an saw several spots with different skin colors on his arms. One of them seemed to be when Wang Lu slipped and slipped while climbing to the roof of a building, and his arm was scratched by the iron rain eaves. .
In addition to these scars and scratches, the nails on Wang Lu¡¯s fingers and toes were also uneven, as if they had been gnawed by dogs, and his body was also covered with black bruises and hematomas.
Wang Bi'an suddenly discovered that the experience of wading in urine and feces, which had always made him feel sick, was nothing.
Wang Lu took a bath comfortably, put on clean clothes, and let out a sigh of relief.
Wang Lu walked over and picked up the dirty clothes of the father and son that he had just thrown aside, intending to take them back and wash them in the washing machine. As soon as he picked up the clothes with his fingers, a stench came from his nose.
Wang Lu couldn't help but throw the clothes on the ground again: "Damn, it smells so bad!"
"How can it not stink? The father and son waded in and out of feces and water, sweated countless times, and were dried by the sun countless times. The clothes were almost like rags.
Wang Lu smiled bitterly and said, "If we take these clothes back and let your mother wash them in the washing machine with other clothes, she will kill me."
Wang Bi'an laughed loudly, ran over to pick up his clothes and pants, and returned to the spring: "Dad, we washed them ourselves."
Wang Lu muttered: "I didn't bring soap."
Wang Bi'an took the shower gel, squeezed some and applied it on his clothes: "It's the same with shower gel. The shower gel still smells good, just like soap."
"You are really wasteful." Wang Lu thought this was a good idea. He picked up his clothes, wet them with spring water, and applied shower gel to wash them. At the same time, he taught Wang Bi'an: "Use it on both the collar and sleeves." For hand kneading, if you are weak and can¡¯t carry it with both hands, just lay it flat on the stone board and push it with your hands like this, right, that¡¯s it, it¡¯s a bit like kneading dough.¡±
The father and son were chatting and laughing, and washed both sets of clothes and underwear. Only then did Wang Bi'an realize that he had made the clean clothes wet again by washing the clothes just now: "It's miserable, I have to be scolded by my mother again."
Wang Lu rubbed Wang Bi'an's hair: "Stupid, let's walk back slowly. The mountain breeze is blowing. By the time we get home, our clothes will be almost dry."
"That's right." Wang Bi'an held the washbasin with clean clothes in it, and walked slowly towards the Dragon King Temple with Wang Lu.
The moon rose at some point, casting a long shadow and a short shadow of the father and son on the mountain road.
"Dad, my clothes are not dry yet."
¡°Then walk a little slower.¡±
"But I'm hungry and want to eat."
"Then walk faster."
"But clothes?"
"Is it uncomfortable to be hungry or to be scolded by your mother?"
"Ah, then I'd better walk slower."
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¡°Dad, you have to take me down the mountain more often in the future.¡±
"good."
"Keep your word?"
"If dad is a scoundrel, write his last name backwards."
¡°Dad, you are so cunning, the word ¡®Íõ¡¯ written upside down is still ¡®Íõ¡¯!¡±
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