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By the time the ship staggered close to Sanwan, it was already completely dark, but it was not dark at all in the cabin, because the little bald Wu Nanhai had already brought in two lighted "kerosene lamps" and hung them on the bulkheads on both sides.

The "oil lamp" with a crystal shell naturally attracted the amazement of the women in the cabin, but fortunately, they had already seen too many incredible things about the Yellow Immortal Master before, so everyone just stared at the "kerosene lamp", wanting to see what was different from the oil lamp.

Because Huangshi is a half-bucket of water single-handedly, he did not build a seaside trestle in advance in the construction of Sanwan, nor did he think of buying a few floating docks for emergencies, so when the sea boat sailed into the bay, he found that it was very difficult to get those women off the boat.

After the end, he had to hastily order a few words, and threw all these cumbersome things to Su Minyou to arrange, and he himself beckoned some people to get off the boat and go to the island first, saying that he was going to set up an overnight tent first, otherwise this group of people would have to spend the night in the open air, and then he patted his ass and slipped away first.

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After Song Meiling and Xiaohong stumbled on the solid ground, they were a little soft in their feet and legs, Song Meiling held her chest with one hand and supported Xiaohong with the other, her heart was still pounding, just now when she was going down the ladder, there was a wave coming, and the pallet between the big boat and the small boat began to shake, which scared her into screaming.

Fortunately, the two healthy women in front of her and behind her caught her one after the other, otherwise she would have fallen into the water like some unlucky ghost. Those who fell into the water, who were able to swim up a few times on their own, were soon pulled to the boat by the men in the small boat with oars.

And those who didn't know how to water, splashing in the water and screaming for help, were soon jumped into the water by those people in red jackets on the boat, and after grabbing the person, they directly knocked them on the back of the neck, knocking the person unconscious, and then they were carried up by the hips and waist.

Seeing this, Song Meiling felt that if she were those women, she would definitely die of shame, because the woman's clothes were wet and sticking to her body, and the shameful curves were clear, and she saw that they were taken lightly by those bald heads in the water, but she had to pretend to be blind under the eaves.

"Madame, we're finally here." Xiaohong is very happy, and she can be suffocated along the way.

"Well, yes, it's finally here." Song Meiling calmed down, and then slowly walked forward with the help of Xiaohong, under the illumination of the light, she could see a high masonry wall not far from the beach from a distance, but when she got closer, she found that it was not, but made of two rows of wire cages filled with sand.

Now there are two long wooden sticks inserted in the high place of the door, and there are kerosene lamps on them to illuminate the one-third of an acre in front of the door, Xiaohong happily helped Song Meiling into the long passage, perhaps in response to the old saying, the hope is also great, and the disappointment is greater.

Xiaohong was originally full of expectations that this wall should not be said to be a fairyland on earth, a blessed land or something, at least it should be Qionglou Yuyu, a beautiful one, where she wanted to walk in, only to find that this wall was a large empty white land, and the sand wall behind her was only repaired to face the bay.

On this side of the fence, you can see that the next place where the lights are hung is still one or two hundred meters away from here, and from the light you can clearly see the houses standing there, but they are not the kind of houses with white walls and black tiles, but some cloth sheds that are blown by the sea breeze.

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Looking closer to the tent area, I saw a row of long tables and short benches placed there, with some tea bowls on them, and Wu Nanhai, who was standing there, saw that it was Song Meiling and them, so he walked over and stepped forward to take the small package in the hands of the two of them, because Chief Huang had told him to take more care of the two of them.

"Don't bother Brother Wu, the slaves will come by themselves."

Wu Nanhai withdrew his hand in a daze, "Miss Song, the place where Chief Huang arranged for you just now is in the third row and the penultimate tent. After speaking, Wu Nanhai made a gesture of invitation, "Miss Song, please come with me." ”

Hearing this, Xiaohong's heart groaned, and she said that it was really a tent, and she didn't know how long she would live in this tent.

And Song Meiling didn't have much thought about this, because she had heard Su Minyou say "Thousands of mountains have been hard, passing through thousands of waters, blue wisps of the road, and enlightening the mountains and forests", and she was mentally prepared.

Wu Nanhai walked slowly in front, Song Meiling and Xiaohong followed, Song Meiling observed, these dark green "tents" were larger than the east wing she lived in Jiangjiazhuang, and the small ones were at least half the size of a house.

Now these 20 or so "tents" are arranged in five columns, the left and right four columns are those large "tents", and those small "tents" have only six, all neatly set up in the third column, the spacing between these "tents" is very large, more than two zhang wide, now it seems that the tents have been hung with kerosene lamps, and the light is transmitted through the tarpaulin.

"This is the tent, Miss Song, you and Miss Xiaohong will rest first tonight, and Chief Huang will look for you tomorrow morning." After Wu Nanhai finished speaking, he leaned down and opened the door curtain.

"Thank you, Brother Wu." Song Meiling and Xiaohong gave Wu Nanhai a blessing, and said that Wu Xiaoge was very warm-hearted.

"No, by the way, Miss Song, if you have any other needs, you can go to the front to find me later." Wu Nanhai touched his bald head and said with a smile, and then turned around and left.

Looking at the back of Wu Nanhai leaving, Xiaohong helped Song Meiling, "Madam, let's go in, the wind outside is starting to get stronger." ”

"Well, let's go inside."

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Entering the tent, I found that although the tent was not big from the outside, in fact the space inside was not small, the dark green tent fabric was fine and solid, as if it was covered by the gray lacquered iron pipe shelf, and a "oil lamp" was hung on the iron rod raised in the middle of the tent, and there were two small beds on the side of the wall, as if the Jiang family maids were sleeping low, and there were two small quilts on it.

Then there was a simple small square table in the middle of the tent, which was painted with yellow varnish, and was equipped with two small wooden stools, Song Meiling sat down on a stool, put the burden on the table, and pinched her legs with her hands.

"Madam, why don't I go to that little brother Wu and ask for hot water to come back and soak your feet." At this time, Xiaohong saw a small wooden basin in the corner of the room, and thought that it could be used to hold water.

"Still don't bother." Song Meiling thought to herself that now Huang Xianshi's subordinates are arranging accommodation for personnel, where will there be time to think about the problem of boiling water and washing, it is better to rest early, "Hong'er, you go and close the door first." ”

"Well, what a shame, ma'am."

Xiaohong walked to the door, and saw that the curtain was still like Wu Nanhai opened just now, strangely half-open, Xiaohong had never seen a hook on the door, how could this curtain be hung like this, Xiaohong tried to put the curtain down, but the curtain seemed to be glued to the door frame, forcing Xiaohong to use some strength.

I heard a "hiss" sound, which startled Xiaohong, and I was afraid that the curtain would be torn, how could I sleep that night, but she looked at the curtain carefully, and the curtain was not broken, but the curtain was sewn on the side of a black velvet cloth, I don't know what the road is for.

Could it be that the tarpaulin of the door frame was torn, Xiaohong put down the curtain to look at the door frame, there was no problem, that is, there was also a black cloth strip sewn on the door frame, Xiaohong reached out and touched it, feeling that it was not velvet, but leprosy, as if there was a lot of sand sticking to it, but when the fingers pressed on it, it would not hurt at all, but soft.

After the curtain was lowered, it seemed that the two strips of cloth were glued together, and when Xiaohong broke it with her hand again, she made a "hiss" and "hiss" sound, "Oh, I see." Little Red thought to herself that this strip of cloth was so strange, it could stick so firmly without paste.

"Hong'er, what are you doing? You come over and see what's hanging on it? ”

"Well, here it is, ma'am." Xiaohong had to put down her exploration of the two black strips of cloth first, and walked quickly to the place where Song Meiling pointed out, and it turned out that on the iron pole on the side of the tent by the door, a thing like an upside-down pear was tied with a red rope, and there were two large green leaves.

Xiaohong took a closer look and was startled, "Ah", there is actually an unkempt face in it, I just wanted to call it "There is a ghost", but I saw that person seemed to be very familiar, isn't it my own face that can be seen in the bronze mirror of my wife every day, and sure enough, with my own changing expression, the face in the mirror also changes accordingly.

"Hong'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Madam, come and see, this looks like a glass mirror." Xiaohong exclaimed happily.

At this moment, even Song Meiling was a little surprised, and she couldn't care about her legs and feet, which showed how charming this glass mirror was, she stood up on the edge of the table, "Hong'er came to help me." ”

In front of the glass mirror, Song Meiling brushed the ends of her hair, and saw that the person in the mirror was still swept lightly and her nose was towering, but the peony bun was scattered, and the original pink cheeks were still slightly swollen, and the apricot eyes were even more red and swollen, and Gu Ying felt sorry for herself after sighing.

"Madam......" Xiaohong looked at Song Meiling with some concern, she was worried that Song Meiling would not be able to think about it because of the sudden great change in the Jiang family.