"Hehe, that's it, it's just that the master is a surprise, slave, slave and maid are very satisfied!" Mao Tongtong hurriedly explained.

The eighth master glanced at her, didn't ask any more questions, got up and got out of bed.

Mao Tongtong was in a good mood, and hurriedly stepped forward to serve.

By the time the two of them had packed up, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

"Won't it be late?" Mao Tongtong asked. After all, in the past, dinner would be served in two quarters of an hour.

"No problem. It doesn't hurt to have dinner a little later. "The eighth master said.

Since the eighth master has no opinion, Mao Tongtong naturally has no opinion, so he happily follows the eighth master.

Boating is a complex for Mao Tongtong.

Her fondest memory of her father is rowing in the park.

At that time, her brother was not yet born, she was the only daughter in the family, and her father was very fond of her. That's not bad for the family. On her days off, her father would often take her to the only park in the county.

She was five or six years old, and her favorite sport was rowing. At that time, there were no later mechanical boats, only small wooden boats of the kind that were rowed with pulp. She sat facing her father, rowing steadily, and from time to time she played in the water or reached for the weeping willows hanging on the lake.

I remember that she also told her father at that time that when she grew up, she would let her father take the boat and she rowed. It's a pity that before that day, my father was gone.

Later, as she grew older, she was finally able to hold the oars, but she lost the leisure and opportunity of rowing. Busy with studies and part-time jobs every day, busy taking care of my mother and younger brother, this desire is buried in my heart.

At that time, she even thought about finding someone like her father who could row the wooden boat steadily and without spinning.

It's just that there are no more small wooden boats in the county park. It's all replaced by the kind of mechanical boat that pedals on it. Even if she finds a boyfriend, she has no wooden boats to row.

Unexpectedly, after many years, she would have a chance in this world.

"Why are you stunned, I didn't respond to calling you twice!" The eighth master suddenly pointed his index finger at Mao Tongtong's forehead.

"Ahh Mao Tongtong suddenly came back to her senses and said busily: "Slave, slave and maid are still immersed in surprise and have not come back to their senses." ”

The eighth master couldn't cry or laugh, how aggrieved this Mao was, but he came out to go boating, and he was happy to be so stupid!

"This ship is so exquisite." Mao Tongtong looked at a small wooden boat on the shore of the lake.

It's a far cry from the little wooden boat she had in the county park years ago.

The small wooden boat in my memory is worn-out and mottled, creaking when you walk up, and you have the feeling that it will break into the water at any time.

But not only is the hull of this boat carved, but the color of the wood is also often brushed and cared for, as if it is brand new.

"Like?" The eighth master looked sideways at her.

"Uh-huh, I like it." Mao Tongtong nodded, with a bright smile on his face.

Looking at her smile, the smile on the eighth master's face involuntarily expanded.

The boat is not large and can only accommodate two or three people. The eighth master got on the boat first, and then stretched out his hand to lead Mao Tongtong to the boat, and let Chen Guo and Qingzhu wait on the shore.

"Can you row?" Mao Tongtong was a little unconvinced. This person is pampered, so he shouldn't have a chance to do it himself.

"No, will you?" The eighth master glanced at her.

Mao Tongtong was silent. She really can't paddle. She always wanted to learn, but she didn't have the chance.

The eighth master sat down on the boat very calmly, and Mao Tongtong hurriedly sat opposite him.

"Sit tight." Eight Masters said.

Mao Tongtong nodded, and the eighth master picked up a paddle in one hand and put it into the water to start.

The boat moved, and Mao Tongtong's heart also moved. Looking at the eighth master in front of him, Mao Tongtong suddenly felt like a world away.

is obviously just a teenager, why does it give birth to a long-lost warmth in her heart?

At this time, the eighth master, who was rowing, looked calm on his face, but his heart was a little empty.

He doesn't know how to row!

Today, I think of rafting, because he saw the fourth master boating with the four blessings one day, and he felt a little yearning in his heart. That's why I was so interested.

He thought that rowing was very simple, wasn't it just holding two paddles in both hands, but he didn't want to, the paddle was in his hands, but he didn't listen to the call.

The ship moved, but it only circled on the shore, and did not move forward at all. Fortunately, Mao on the other side was in a daze, and he didn't notice anything abnormal, so he had to row the boat out before that.

Chen Guo and Qingzhu who were waiting on the shore could see it.

Chen Guo naturally knew that the eighth master couldn't row. However, his grandfather didn't let him serve, so he could only wait on the shore. Even if you know that your grandfather has not mastered the skills, you can't speak.

It's just that he didn't say anything, but Qingzhu on the side couldn't help it, "Gonggong Chen, is there something wrong with this boat?" Why do you just go in circles and not go forward? ”

"The taste of the masters is not guessed by minions like you and me." Chen Guo said calmly.

"Really?" Qingzhu frowned and looked at the boat, not convinced. But she also knew in her heart that the masters were wrong, and they were right. She really shouldn't have asked what she said just now.

Mao Tongtong recalled the past, and then came back to his senses and wanted to enjoy the scenery on the lake, only to realize that something was wrong.

"Master, why are we still on the shore?" Mao Tongtong looked around, and finally determined that it was not her who was wrong, but that she was really still on the shore.

"Yes, you see you're in a fugue." Eight Masters said.

Mao Tongtong still thought in her heart, her fugue and the eighth master rowing do not conflict, right? Could it be that this master was not happy with her fugue, so he deliberately did not row?

Thinking about the eighth master's careful eyes, Mao Tongtong felt that this possibility was quite big, so he hurriedly smiled and said: "It's the slave's fault, the slave and the maid don't wander anymore, please row the boat." ”

The eighth master tried to paddle twice, but unfortunately, the boat moved and left the shore a little bit, but it was still spinning.

Mao Tongtong hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Master, can't you row?" ”

"Isn't that strange?" The eighth master was a little annoyed and angry, but his face looked reasonable.

Mao Tongtong wanted to laugh very much, but he was afraid that he would really make the eighth master laugh and get angry, so he hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's not unusual, it's not unusual." Before, the slave maid was still thinking that the lord's status was noble, and it was said that he should not be able to row a boat. It's a wonder to be able to row! ”

These words could not comfort the eighth master at all. It's always a shame to show your ugliness in front of a little Gege.

As soon as he was about to call Chen Guo down, he heard Mao Tongtong say, "Do you want to let the slave and maid try?" ”

"Will you?" The eighth master looked suspicious.

"No!" Mao Tongtong replied simply, and said with a smile: "Try it, maybe the slave maid has talent!" ”

The eighth master hesitated, but still gave the oars to Mao Tongtong.

I recall what my father said when I was a child, that the boat would move forward only if the force on both sides was even. Mao Tongtong paddled the oars a few times. The boat moved forward a little further, but the hull was slanted, and it seemed to spin like the eighth master again.