Chapter 57: It's Time to Go Back

This night, this night, I don't know when it will end. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

When the haze above them finally began to unfold, a long-lost red sun revealed its golden head from behind the dark clouds, and in an instant it shone brightly on the ground, and everyone was extremely tired, and the ferocious flood finally became docile around them, and no longer flowed swiftly past them, and now only a golden and warm sun was left, which sunburned their skin and faces with a golden sheen, and fell on their closed black eyelashes, shimmering.

Cheng Jia was so tired that he only had to catch his breath, he and Sun Shuao, Gong Nian, Chen Huang, and Cheng Daxin were all lying on the board of the boat bare-chested, if it weren't for the hot chest rising and falling weakly, Jing'an suspected that they were exhausted and collapsed.

"Childe, childe, eldest young master, fourth aunt, are you all okay?"

Jing An, who carried them from the shore onto the boat, asked anxiously.

Cheng Jia didn't reply, just looked at the sunrise above his head with a pair of faint eyes, and suddenly raised his weak arm and pointed at the blue sky and smiled, "Jing'an, look, the sun is finally out!"

"Mmmm, Childe, the sun is out, we can go back to Yingdu! Miss, Miss Four, they must be worried about you to death. Jing An looked at the three Cheng brothers lying on the deck of the ship and said.

"I want to be sunny too, last night, I almost thought I was going to die of exhaustion, and now I'm alive. ā€

Chen Huang said uselessly with a depressed face, "I really want to go back soon!"

Cheng Daxin couldn't help but think of his youngest son, "That kid said that he would wait for me to go back at home and teach him to write." ā€

"Me too," Cheng Jia shook his head, his eyes flashed slightly, and said, "But it's not okay, there are still a bunch of things waiting for us here!"

When Uncle Sun Ao heard this, he said, "Cheng Jia, you go back first! There are still us here! Moreover, Cheng Zuoyin is the Zuoyin of the dynasty after all, so he can't stay here for a long time." Sun Shuao said with his chest rising and falling.

"Yes, Cheng Youtu, in the future, our local county Yin will definitely organize the post-disaster reconstruction. ā€

Jiang Ze said that if it weren't for Cheng Jia's idea of leading people to dig the river embankment to discharge the flood this time, it is estimated that several cities around Yunmengze would be finished like last year, and after the flood, they would be in ruins, but now the situation is much better than he originally thought, "This year is really much better than the previous two years, as long as we help the villagers to clean up the farmland again, it is estimated that in the second half of the year, we can still fight hard to survive this winter." ā€

Cheng Jia smiled when he heard this, "Let's talk about it when I wake up, you see that several of them are sleeping and snoring." ā€

When Jiang Ze heard this, he also looked in the direction of his lying flat gaze, and saw in the distance the lost son who stepped out of Yingdu City for the first time in his life, his fat body seemed to have lost more than ten pounds in a few days, and his round face had a tendency to become goose eggs.

Bursts of snoring sounded one after another under the sun, and even Sun Shuao, who was still talking just now, didn't know when he fell asleep.

Cheng Jia looked sideways at so many people around him, all over the place, and even some people's thighs pressed against another person's face, he slapped them twice, did not wave them off, and chose to continue sleeping, some people's hands reached into another person's nostrils, unable to breathe, and continued to sleep strongly, and some people really had no place to lie on the deck, so they simply held the boat pole and hung on the crossbar and fell asleep there......

All of them lay together on this sun-drenched black deck in a magical posture, regardless of high or low, high or low, or inferior, snoring in the same way.

Cheng Jia couldn't help but laugh.

Suddenly, I really wanted to go back to Yingdu quickly.

However, he touched his colic stomach and frowned, "It's really painful to be hungry!" Jing'an, ask the kitchen to make me a bowl of noodles!"

Jing An was stunned when he heard this, he thought that Gongzi was also stupid, so he kept smirking, and then nodded again and again, "Okay, Gongzi, you wait, I'll go and ask the cook on the ship to do it now." ā€

When Cheng Jia's noodles came, I don't know if the oil foam and chives were too fragrant, or if everyone was really hungry, and suddenly a group of sleeping ghosts turned into a group of hungry ghosts as if they had blown up their corpses, staring at the bowl of noodles in Cheng Jia's hand with their eyes shining brightly, and their stomachs invariably let out a "gurgling" sound.

"Second brother, you can't eat alone!"

Chen Huang was lying next to him, the first to open his eyes, and shouted.

"That's right, second brother, no matter what you say, the eldest brother should eat first!" Cheng Daxin also woke up.

Because of Chen Huang's voice, everyone woke up, and they all watched Cheng Jia holding a large bowl of noodles and leaning cross-legged on a chair found by Jing'an to sit and eat.

Cheng Jia was stunned when he heard the action of sucking noodles, and his handsome face couldn't help but sneer, "How can it!"

"Jing'an, go and ask the cook to cook dozens of bowls again!"

"Alas, yes, Childe!" Jing'an took the order and left.

But Chen Huang, Cheng Daxin, and Sun Shuao couldn't wait, especially Sun Shuao's kung fu was very good, holding the porcelain bowl in Cheng Jia's hand with one hand, and his chopsticks with the other, looking at him with open eyes and asking, "Are we still good brothers?

Cheng Jia looked at Sun Shuao with a pair of eyes, his tense handsome face wrinkled, and then he let go of his hand and showed a smile, "Then Uncle Ao, you can eat!" handed the noodles in his hand to him.

Sun Shuao nodded and patted him on the shoulder, indicating that he was very good and had a future, and laughed, "Okay, I accepted your bowl of noodles, and you will be covered by me in the future! Whoever dares to bully you, I will stand up for you." ā€

Cheng Jia nodded slightly, and reluctantly watched Uncle Sun Ao suck up a large bowl of noodles, "Mmmmmm." ā€

Cheng Daxin was a little dumbfounded, "Second brother, don't forget that I am your own brother!"

Uncle Sun Ao laughed proudly, "Then you come and rob me, big heart." ā€

Although Cheng Daxin was a few years older than everyone else, he got married early, and when he heard the words, he also put down his face and grabbed it, and everyone looked at them and laughed loudly.

Chen Huang's eyes were slightly stunned, and he looked stupidly at his second brother-in-law openly flattering the eldest cousin of the princess.

Ignoring his brothers, there is really no humanity of the opposite sex, he said that he still wants a hundred servings of noodles, "Jing'an, go make another hundred servings of noodles, and I will also eat enough." ā€

"Uh-huh, fourth aunt, I'll urge again!"

Two hundred servings of noodles came, but it was still not enough to eat, everyone was hungry all night, and it took a whole night of strength, Jing'an could only urge the kitchen round by round.

If it weren't for perseverance, they would have fallen down a long time ago, so as soon as the flood receded, they immediately fell to the ground one by one and raised their bodies, and then only Jing'an was in charge of the big ship, so he still had the strength to order the boatmen to either hug or support or lift them up, so these two hundred noodles can be seen to be a drop in the bucket, even Cheng Jia really couldn't stand it when he was hungry later, and he couldn't take care of the etiquette of the sons of the family, so he could only rush to eat with Uncle Sun Ao and the other military masters.

"You give me one more bite!"

"I haven't eaten enough!"

"I'm drinking that noodle soup!"

"It's delicious, it's delicious, there's nothing better than this!"

"Cut, it's obviously a bowl of clear soup noodles, and there is no excess salt. ā€

After eating the noodles, everyone lay down together again, and laughed without any image, "It's so full...... Haha......"

Cheng Jia sat in the chair with his noodles and ate, obviously he was the most hungry, but he was the last to eat, shook his head, and ate noodles with a smile on his face.

Bu Yin stood in front of the tent on the shore and looked at the big boat slowly approaching in the distance, a smile rose on his ordinary face, and he looked at the young man leaning weakly on the bench on the bow of the boat and said, "Finally all back!