Chapter 59 Pity the old man At this time, Bao Xiaofei brought the ranger over and said to Zhao Changfeng: "Mayor Zhao, next door is the kitchen, I will let them make a fire, you can dry your clothes." ”

Zhao Changfeng led Chen Xinren and Bao Xiaofei to the next door with the rangers, moved a wooden shack and sat in front of the stove, smoking the wet clothes on their bodies.

By half-past seven o'clock, the rain had finally stopped. Zhao Changfeng's clothes had already been dried, he walked out of the door, a bright moon hung obliquely in the sky, the silver-white moonlight through the faint clouds, refreshingly shone down, setting off the water droplets hanging on the leaves and weeds like pearls.

The ground was full of stagnant water, and when you stepped on it, it mixed with dead branches and leaves, making a sizzling sound of water.

The driver helped Sun Lao to go outside, Sun Lao shouted to go down the mountain, and the ranger next to him said boldly, this rainstorm is so big, I am afraid it will cause flash floods, and the sky is also smoky, and it is not safe to go down the mountain.

Zhao Changfeng glanced at Bao Xiaofei, Bao Xiaofei immediately understood, he asked the ranger to take a flashlight and go down with him to explore the way. If the mountain road is not blocked by the flash flood, then everyone will still go down the mountain together, otherwise how can such a dozen people and three small houses live at night?

Bao Xiaofei, Zhu Guanghui and a forest ranger took a flashlight and walked down the mountain. The mountain road that had rained was very slippery, but fortunately there was a bright moon in the sky, and they walked cautiously with flashlights in their hands, but they did not encounter any trouble.

Holding on to the cliff and turning a corner, seeing that it was about to reach the place where the Qingmei cliff stone was carved, there was a roaring sound of water in front of him, like thunder. Bao Xiaofei hurriedly quickened his pace to the front to take a look, only to see that the docile stream that passed through the middle of the mountain road had turned into an angry dragon at this time, roaring there. Bao Xiaofei reached out and took the flashlight from the ranger's hand, shone it on the water, and when he saw it clearly, he couldn't help but gasp. Originally, the creek was only five or six meters wide and narrow, but now it is more than 30 meters wide, breaking the entire mountain road in two. The rumbling water roared like a monster, mixed with branches and trunks and rocks, and roared out downstream.

"That's it?" Bao Xiaofei turned his head and asked the ranger.

"One more." "There is no flash flood, but it is more dangerous than this road, and there is no way to walk it at night, so you have to wait until after dawn." ”

At this time, Bao Xiaofei's mobile phone rang, it was the phone number of the driver Lao Zhang.

"Section Chief Bao, how are you and Mayor Zhao?" Lao Zhang said anxiously, "Why can't you get in touch all the time?" ”

"There is no signal at the top of the mountain." Bao Xiaofei said, "There is only a signal halfway up the mountain, and it seems that we can't go down, because the flash flood has washed away the road." ”

After hearing this, Lao Zhang was even more worried, and he asked nervously: "Then do you want me to contact the Dongjiang County Party Committee and let Dongjiang County send people up the mountain overnight?" ”

Bao Xiaofei looked at the water potential and said, "Don't contact me yet, wait for me to go back and report to the boss to see what Mayor Zhao's opinion is." ”

Back at the forest farm, Bao Xiaofei reported the situation to Zhao Changfeng, and Zhao Changfeng groaned. When he was baking his clothes just now, he had already figured out the situation of the forest farm, there were three forest rangers and three huts. One is the kitchen, the other is the living room and the forestry office, and the other is the bedroom, which has two beds, and one person usually rests in the office and the other two people rest in the bedroom.

Now there are thirteen people on the mountain plus the rangers, although the three small houses are a little crowded, but there is no problem to make do, and the food reserves in the kitchen are also rich, and there is no problem for thirteen people to eat for a day or two.

"Xiao Bao, you go and tell Lao Zhang, let me inform the Dongjiang County Party Committee to make preparations first, and wait for our call tomorrow morning. If the torrent has not subsided by then, they will bring people over. Zhao Changfeng said.

"Okay, I'll be right over!" Bao Xiaofei answered, took the ranger's flashlight, and went halfway up the mountain to make a call.

Zhao Changfeng asked the rangers to hurry up and cook. Then he went over and reported the situation to Sun Lao. Sun Lao had already heard the news from Zhu Guanghui and knew that he was going down the mountain tonight, although he didn't want to ignore Zhao Changfeng, but he didn't have any objections to Zhao Changfeng's arrangement.

More than 40 minutes later, Bao Xiaofei came back, just as the rangers had prepared the meal, although it was all coarse tea and light rice, but everyone tossed for an afternoon, all of them were hungry, and they felt that the taste was extraordinarily sweet, and it felt no worse than eating seafood in a five-star hotel.

After dinner, look at the time, it was already ten o'clock at night, after all, Sun Lao was old, and he kept yawning. So Zhao Changfeng began to arrange the room, Sun Lao and his driver slept in the bedroom, and the rest of the people were divided into two groups, five went to the kitchen to rest, and the other six were crowded in the "reception room" of the forest farm.

Sun Lao's driver waved his hand again and again, refusing to accept this arrangement, it turned out that he had a serious snoring problem, and slept in the same bedroom with Sun Lao, for fear of affecting Sun Lao's sleep.

Zhao Changfeng doesn't go, the driver doesn't go, who else dares to go? Zhao Changfeng looked at the small room, if he didn't go over, even everyone wouldn't even have enough place to sit on the ground and rest against the wall, there was no way, although he knew that Sun Lao hated him, he still went into the bedroom.

The small bedroom is dim and damp, and two small wooden beds are placed to fill the room, leaving only a meter wide space. When Zhao Changfeng walked in, Sun Lao was already lying on the bed, his face facing the wall, and he snored low and evenly. Also, no matter how good Sun Lao's physique is, how can he be almost seventy years old, and he must be tired after such a day of tossing.

Zhao Changfeng thought, slowly lay on the bed, reached out and pulled the towel over his body, then poked his head out, blew out the candle on the table, and then put his head next to the pillow, and immediately fell into a dream - he was also tired.

He was sleeping in a daze, Zhao Changfeng was suddenly awakened by a crackling sound, he opened his eyes and looked through the moonlight outside the window, Sun Lao was crackling and beating his body there. Zhao Changfeng was wondering, and suddenly felt a strange itch on his body, his mind reacted slightly, and his palm had subconsciously slapped his thigh.

Mosquitoes, damn mosquitoes! Sun Lao must also be swatting mosquitoes.

Zhao Changfeng hurriedly took out the lighter, lit the candle on the table, and sure enough, Sun Lao was where to slap the mosquitoes. Zhao Changfeng looked at his body again, and he didn't know when his two thighs had been scratched red, thinking that he had scratched them unconsciously in his sleep. Looking at Sun Lao's body again, there are only two or three red bumps, thinking that Sun Lao woke up early, he has been fighting mosquitoes, and he has not been bitten much.

Zhao Changfeng turned over and got out of bed and opened the bedroom door, only to see Bao Xiaofei standing outside, holding a small bottle of wind oil essence in his hand.

"Boss," Bao Xiaofei said in a low voice, "I want to send you in, but I'm afraid of waking up Sun Lao." ”

"Ask again, are there mosquito coils?" Zhao Changfeng stretched out his hand to take the wind oil essence, and he didn't care about wiping it on himself, so he turned around and walked inside, Bao Xiaofei chased after him and said: "No, the ranger said that they live in the mountains all day and are used to being bitten by mosquitoes!" ”

Damn, I've only heard that there are more lice and it doesn't itch, and I haven't heard of mosquitoes that don't itch.

Zhao Changfeng's body was itching, and he couldn't help but curse a foul word in his heart. He came to Sun Lao's side with the wind oil essence, handed the wind oil essence over, and said softly to Sun Lao: "Sun Lao, this is the wind oil essence, if you rub some on your body, it won't itch!" ”

Sun Lao flashed his body back, didn't care about fighting mosquitoes, waved his hand and said to Zhao Changfeng as if driving away something terrible: "Take it away, I'm allergic to camphor oil!" I can't breathe when I smell it! ”

Hey, it's really called catching up, this coincidence! Zhao Changfeng smiled bitterly, Sun Lao was allergic to wind oil essence, and he couldn't even wipe it on his body. He turned around and went out, and Bao Xiaofei was still standing there. Zhao Changfeng stuffed the wind oil essence into Bao Xiaofei's hand, and said to Bao Xiaofei: "Okay, you go back to sleep, don't worry about me!" ”

"Boss ......"

"Alright, let's go to sleep, do you hear me?" Zhao Changfeng sank his face, and Bao Xiaofei left hesitantly. In fact, he had heard from Sun Lao's driver that Sun Lao was allergic to wind oil essence, but he still insisted on sending wind oil essence to Zhao Changfeng, that Sun Lao was allergic and didn't care about his business, he must ensure that the boss was not bitten by mosquitoes. But now...... Zhao Changfeng returned to the bedroom, grabbed the pillow towel, waved it in the room, and desperately drove away the mosquitoes, not to mention, this trick had some effect, and the mosquitoes in the room suddenly became a lot less, and even the buzzing sound was much smaller.

Zhao Changfeng turned his head to look at Sun Lao, his face was tired, one yawn after another, tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes, he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, and for a while he forgot the discord between the two of them on the new line in Haidong, and Sun Lao in his eyes was just a poor tired old man.

"Elder Sun, you wrap up the list and only expose your eyes, so that mosquitoes don't bite."

Sun Lao was tired and sleepy at this time, he no longer refused Zhao Changfeng's kindness, reached out to uncover the list under him, wrapped himself, Zhao Changfeng helped tuck the corners on the side, Sun Lao finally wrapped himself tightly, only his eyes and nose were exposed.

This trick really worked, and the mosquito was really helpless against Sun Lao. Before he knew it, Sun Lao was lying there and falling asleep. In the second half of the night, Sun Lao got up to urinate, and he saw in a daze that on the opposite bed, Zhao Changfeng was sitting there upright, not moving, as if he was a corpse. Sun Lao was startled, he lit a candle and took a closer look, only to see that Zhao Changfeng was wearing a pair of boxer briefs all over his body, and his face, chest, lower abdomen, arms, and thighs were stained with cigarette dots the size of sesame seeds. Sun Lao held the candle and looked at it carefully for a long time, and then he reacted, these sesame-sized cigarette dots on Zhao Changfeng's body were mosquitoes that sucked their stomachs to their full, and they were too lazy to move when they drank blood.

"Xiao Zhao!" Sun Lao shook his whole body, and the candle fell to the ground.

(To be continued)

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