Chapter 247 Ghost Weather
"Why is this ghost weather so hot!" Cao Jinfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and swung his hand and fell to the ground.
"Yes! I didn't feel it in the forest, but now I'm going out more and more." Lin Wei, who was following Cao Jinfeng, also felt sweaty and said with a sad face.
After seeing the bust, I walked out of the old forest and entered the new forest that has been planted in the past four or five years. The weather every day seems to be a watershed. The closer it is to the edge of the forest, the hotter the weather is, and the hotter the sun at the top, especially today, it is like the dog days of summer.
Mr. Chi said, "What are you complaining about? It's mid-June now, and it's time to get hot. Besides, we can't sweat one layer after another on the left? Let's persevere and it's time to get out of the forest soon. Of course, if someone can't bear it, it's time to take off this set. I won't take it anyway."
After saying that, Mr. Chi reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead. After this, his hands were wet, and his forehead seemed to be just taken out of water. At this time, just insert your hands into your hair, and you can feel the hot temperature of your scalp.
When the old man said he would take off his clothes, everyone was reluctant. He looked at Pu Dongming at the same time. This guy couldn't stand it a day ago, so he walked barefoot about a mile. After countless branches and scraped leaves, he didn't know what leaves or things he encountered. The arms on both sides seemed to be covered with red paint. The guy was so beautiful. Not only was it gorgeous, but it was also itchy! Everyone looked at him itchy and uncomfortable.
It was a bit scary at that time. The ointment made by Lao Qin's head was applied to his arms all night. Although it looked swollen, it was not red anymore. Therefore, Pu Dongming is honestly wearing a jacket and never dares to take it off again. The two sleeves were obviously transparent, which was hotter than before.
Mr. Jia asked Lao Qin who was walking behind: "Master Qin, let's take a break! If you continue like this, someone will have heatstroke."
Lao Qin looked at the sky above his head, clicked his cigarette pipe and said, "Everyone can hold on for a while. You will reach a stream in another five minutes. You can rest there, take a shower and cool off the heat!"
After saying that, Lao Qin couldn't help but look up at the sun above his head and murmured: "What the hell is this year? It's so hot that it's unbearable."
"Master Qin, how far is it from the gourd waist of Wenjia Village?" Lin Wei immediately asked with a bitter face when he heard that he was going to continue walking.
Lao Qin said, "It's not far away. Let's take a break. We'll be here in about an hour. Don't worry, everyone will definitely be able to rush to Wenjia Village for dinner tonight!"
When Pu Dongming heard that he was having dinner in Wenjia Village, he immediately stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips: "It's good to arrive in Wenjia Village. Wait until we get closer. When there is a signal, I will definitely call Teacher Ma and ask her to get us two big watermelons, and then put it in the well in the backyard to ice. When we get home, we will carry the watermelons from the well, and everything, and then go down in one bite, and it's cool and sweet... Ouch! Now when I think about it, the saliva comes out!"
Hearing Pu Dongming say this, Mr. Chi smiled and said, "If you are lucky, you don't have to buy watermelons. There are a few plants in my backyard. I just don't know if we have been away for almost ten days. If we can eat watermelons at home, don't put them in the refrigerator. When we get home, we eat watermelons well and blow air conditioning. In this terrible weather, I can put my hands on my arms and my skin will almost be able to fry eggs!"
Hearing the conversation between the two, a sound of swallowing came from the entire team, and everyone was attracted by the cold watermelon.
Old Qintou immediately said, "Everyone is working hard and waiting to arrive at Wenjia Village. We are here to fill up watermelons, Boss Wen?"
After Lao Qin said this, everyone's eyes suddenly turned to Wen Xu. Everyone understood that at this time, there must be watermelon in Wen Xu's greenhouse. Who else can you see if you don't look at him?
Although Mr. Chi planted it at home, this kind of open-air watermelon had just bloomed when it came. No one knew whether the fruit had grown. Even if it grew, it would still be a problem if the melon was ripe or not.
"Okay, everyone will be alone at that time, sitting in the air-conditioned room with watermelon in their arms and blowing vigorously!" Wen Xu waved his hand and said proudly: "But now, everyone will stick to it and wait until the stream that Master Qin said before resting, okay?"
"good!"
Although everyone agreed, they were still weak, but when they thought of frozen watermelon, everyone's morale finally rebounded a little.
Wen Xu has never walked the road I am walking on now, but according to Lao Qintou, it can lead to Wenjia Village's waist at Hulu Valley, which is more than three hours closer than the original road, which is much more convenient. The most important thing is that the water along the way is more than the one that started at that time, so in such a hot weather, everyone agreed with Lao Qintou's plan and changed the last section of the road to a new route.
As Lao Qin said, after walking for a few minutes, he saw a stream.
When everyone saw the stream, they seemed to have come alive and immediately ran towards the stream, not caring about the old, young, and women. They went to the stream and threw away their things, then took off their shoes and rolled their socks and rushed straight to the stream.
Wen Xu immediately shook off the thick boots on his feet and took off his socks. At this time, the socks were almost like they were caught in water. They could squeeze out water with their hands. Not to mention the boots, let alone the boots. To put it simply, the skin on the feet was soaked in sweat, which shows how hot the boots were.
When I put my hot feet into the stream, I suddenly felt a cool air passing through the soles of my feet and passed through my whole body comfortably. When my feet were placed in the stream, I couldn't help but shivering comfortably. The pleasure was indescribable, and even the fatigue on my body seemed to be a little less.
"This water is still cold!"
Yu Qian stood his legs into the stream. Her pants that were originally curled to the bend of her legs were wet, but at this time, Yu Qian forgot to take into account her image, and directly bent her body and pierced her head into the stream. Then she lifted and shook her hair, and brought a curtain of water to make her eyes look like a shampoo advertisement.
“It feels so comfortable!”
What's even more excessive is Cao Jinfeng. The kid stripped himself of only one big shorts and a vest, and sat directly into the stream and only one head was exposed, which was so beautiful that he hummed.
After washing his face, Wen Xu picked up the socks on his boots and washed them directly in the stream. After rubbing them, he placed the socks on the small stones beside the stream and dried them. Then he untied his boots and picked up his tongue to ensure that the maximum sunlight shines into the boots. When he is waiting to set off again, he will wear dry boots and socks, which can also make his feet more comfortable.
After all this trouble, Wen Xu took off her coat and trousers, and then she re-entered the stream, slapped the stream all over her body, enjoying the rare coolness.
Professor Jia saw Wen Xu's actions of washing socks and drying his boots, and washed his boots and socks, then shouted to the students in the lake: "Everyone wash the socks and dry the boots. Just the sun, wait for us to go for an hour later, and we will definitely do it!"
"Teacher, can you do it later? You have just stopped now," said Pu Dongming.
"Stop being lazy, get up and do what I said, hurry up!" Mr. Jia said, clapping his hands while saying that, signaling everyone to cheer up.
Under the urging of Mr. Jia, a group of students followed suit and started washing their socks and drying their boots.
"Master Qin, how did you know about this stream?"
Wen Xu saw Lao Qin sitting under the tree by the river, just stretching his feet into the stream, holding a cigarette pier in one hand and supporting the other on his knees, looking at the students playing in the water with a happy expression, so he walked over and asked.
Lao Qin said, "When I was a child, there was water here. At that time, your second brother and I were the old boy Wen Shigui, but we came here to play a lot. There were also small stone stoves we built when we caught fish and roasted shrimps. However, when we were a little bigger, the water in Weima Lake would disappear, and the stream would disappear. You should know that the rivers here, except for some mountain springs, mainly come from Weima Lake. Now the water in Weima Lake is full, and I think this stream should come out too!"
"Oh! So you're trying your luck." Wen Xu looked at the stream in front of him.
It is said that it is a small stream, but it is still a bit wide, with a width of about ten meters. The water depth is not too deep. Even if you walk into the middle, it will only be a little over your thigh. Now Cao Jinfeng and Lin Wei are standing in the middle of the stream, splashing water on each other and playing with each other.
"By the way, the stream is quite cold, rare!"
Lao Qintou said again: "One of the time, the water flows rapidly, and secondly, it is the water coming out of the river. The outlet is less than a mile in front of it. The water there is as cold as it is produced in a deep well. However, there is no water blocking it. The temperature of the stream will get higher and higher. What should I do if the weather is in the dog days of autumn?"
After Lao Qin finished speaking, he couldn't help but complain about the big sun above his head.
Wen Xu smiled and then shouted at Mr. Jia, who was standing in the river and wiping his arms with a towel, said: "Teacher Jia, when will the meal start?"
Mr. Jia looked up at Wen Xu, then turned to look at the students around him: "I won't eat anymore. It's too hot this day. Who do you want to have a meal?"
"I won't eat it anymore!"
"I don't want to eat either. Who can eat this ghost weather? It would be great if I had a bowl of cold peel at this time."
"I think it's so beautiful, it's cold. I'm satisfied if I can have a popsicle, even if it's the kind of popsicle I ate when I was a child with a little sweetness."
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A group of guys started to eat or not and started to drink cold drinks. Wen Xu also knew that due to the weather, everyone had no desire to eat.
Old Qin asked Wen Xu, "Do you still have the strength?"
"I have strength, but I don't have boots anymore." Wen Xu understood what Lao Qin said. If you have to do work, it's not that Wen Xu wants to be lazy, but that he really has no boots anymore. At this time, let Wen Xu stretch his feet out of the wet boots, isn't that asking him to suffer?
"You don't have to go, you fetch water. Zhuangping and I will pick up some firewood and cook some cool herbal tea for everyone to drink. If we don't keep going like this, I'm afraid that if there is someone we can't hold on, our itinerary will not be beautiful. To be honest, you are too particular. It's really a bit over the place to wear such heavy boots and thick clothes on your feet. As long as you have enough knowledge, this old forest will not only not only starve people to death, but also support people!" said Lao Qintou.
"Everyone doesn't have the ability to do this." Wen Xu said with a smile, turning around to prepare for the water boiling thing.
I used the stream water to have a water purifier, then added it to the small pot, set up a tripod for burning fire, and hung the pot. Waiting for Lao Qintou and Qin Zhuangping to pick up dead branches and leaves, Lao Qintou had another handful of "grass" in his hand, and threw it into the pot, and then started to cook grass soup.
Waiting for the cooking, Lao Qintou put the pot and soup together at the Xikou, saying that he would give everyone a "ice" for everyone.
When Old Qin was waiting for him to bring it back, Wen Xu suddenly felt that the pot had such a little meaning, and it felt a little cold to the touch.
"Wow, why is it so bitter! Not only is it bitter but also a little sour!" Wen Xu scooped a bowl of 'grass soup' and took a sip and frowned.
There is no way, this thing is so uncomfortable to drink.
Lao Qin smiled and said, "If it's just this hard work, drink it quickly. Otherwise, the heatstroke on the road below will be bad. Now, don't you bring the thermos cup for every bowl? Put it there!"
Chapter completed!