Chapter 118

The next morning, Song Yue discovered that Mao Xingxiu's grandfather had gotten up and looked much better than last night.

Chi Yunying was originally taking care of him. Seeing that she had woken up, she hurriedly handed her a pot of water and a steamed bun: "Yuanzhou, you worked hard yesterday. Come, have something to eat~"

Song Yue lowered her head and looked at the food in front of her. It was simple and plain, but it contained the care that Mao Xingxiu's family had for her.

She smiled, took the water, broke the bun in half, and stuffed the other half into Mao Xingxiu's arms: "I can't finish it, this half is for you."

Seeing this, Chi Yunying waved her hands and said, "No need to give it to him, he's already eaten. Yuanzhou, you've used up a lot of energy, so eat it yourself."

As he said this, he stuffed the bun that she had stuffed out back into her.

Song Yue was at a loss for words and had to finish the whole steamed bun with a sip of water.

The steamed buns were a little cold, but the craftsmanship of the maker was great, so they were still soft and a little sweet, so they didn’t feel boring at all.

Eating a steamed bun and adding half a pot of water is enough to make your stomach feel full.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they began to take turns rowing.

This was Mao Qingquan's message: "Yuanzhou, you were the most tired yesterday, so don't even think about taking on all the work today. Except for Grandpa Xingxiu, everyone in our family will do the rowing."

Song Yue agreed that rowing is tiring, but that is for ordinary people.

She is different. She has strengthened her physical fitness, so she is not as tired as Mao Qingquan said.

However, since everyone wanted to contribute actively, she did not refuse and agreed.

The morning shift is led by Mao Qingquan, the afternoon is Mao Xingxiu's turn, and the evening is Chi Yunying's turn.

The wooden boat drifted along the ocean current all night. Today's sky was no longer as overcast as yesterday. Instead, it was exceptionally clear, and even the colorful circles of light cast by the sun could be seen clearly.

Mao Xingxiu couldn't help but sigh, "What a nice weather! I wish it could be like this every day."

Unfortunately, it's impossible, Song Yue retorted in his heart. The weather at sea is constantly changing. It may be clear and sunny now, but it may be stormy the next second.

And she didn't forget that the second natural disaster tsunami in this copy has not appeared yet.

She just hoped that it would arrive a little later. If she met him now, she would really bite the bullet and take out the protective shield props.

Song Yue's plan was well-organized, but the other two ships were not as lucky as them.

Brother Chen licked his dry lips and held the last two steamed buns tightly in his hands.

He was in such a hurry to escape that he only ate three in total. He ate one with sea water last night. When he woke up this morning, he was really hungry and thirsty.

Thinking that the last two steamed buns would be gone after they were eaten, he repeatedly struggled with his desire.

Be patient, Brother Chen, be patient. Maybe if you go there today, you will be able to see other islands tomorrow. Then you can eat and drink water. For now, just be patient!

His throat made countless swallowing movements, and finally, between hunger and patience, Brother Chen gritted his teeth and chose the latter.

He stuffed the steamed bun back into his arms and continued rowing, following behind the Mao family's boat.

Song Wen felt dizzy and opened his slightly pale lips: "Brother, do you have any water?"

He couldn't remember how many times he had asked this question. Song Wu felt annoyed: "Did you tell me?! Stop asking!"

If there was water, could he have hidden until now?

He hadn't had any water for 20 hours and was extremely thirsty.

There was also a wound on his arm, which hurt all night and prevented him from sleeping well. If this continued, he would either die of thirst or pain!

Seeing his impatience, Song Wen immediately realized the lack of water. He squinted his eyes and looked at the sea water beside him. It was so clear and so cool. He... wanted to take a sip!

Maybe he was so thirsty that he lost his mind, but for some unknown reason, he put his hands in the water, put his palms together, and scooped the sea water to his mouth.

He took a sniff, ah, it smelled like water.

Suck it greedily into your mouth.

But he choked loudly!

Cough cough cough! So salty!

He opened his mouth wide, leaned over the side of the boat and started vomiting!

This spitting caused the wound on his back, which had finally healed, to crack open.

"Oh, it hurts!" He spat out the salt water in his mouth, bared his teeth and fell back onto the deck.

Song Wu glared at him and said, "I told you that you can't drink sea water. Are you stupid?"

Song Wen lowered his eyes and said weakly: "I'm thirsty..."

If he didn't drink water, he felt like he would be turned into a mummy by the sun.

In a trance, his ears moved, and suddenly he raised his eyes: "Brother, water!"

Song Wu felt that his cousin was probably out of his mind. He started talking nonsense and doing stupid things early in the morning. When he saw him suddenly say there was water, he rolled his eyes and didn't take it seriously at all.

"Song Wu, I didn't lie to you, there really is water!" Seeing his cousin didn't react, as if he had lost his soul, Song Wen endured the pain and climbed to the bow of the boat, pointing at Song Yuanzhou's boat in front, and said excitedly, "Brother, listen, they are turning the kettle, listen again, they are drinking water!"

I don’t know if it’s because people’s five senses become particularly sharp when they are in desperate situations, but when Song Wu was reminded by him, he seemed to really hear the sound of drinking water on the boat over there.

He was stunned and felt like he was going crazy.

But when he concentrated again, he seemed to really hear the sound of them drinking water!

Ignoring the previous admonition, he climbed to the bow and pushed Song Wen back: "Let me see!"

He squinted his eyes and looked at the ship about fifty meters away from him.

Damn, it’s really a kettle!

After seeing the iron kettles in their hands, Song Wu froze.

He turned around and kicked Song Wen, speaking with more strength: "They have water! Hurry and row the boat!"

Hearing the sound of oars in the distance, Song Yue narrowed her eyes and reminded Chi Yunying, who was giving Grandpa Mao water: "Auntie Mao, someone is coming, put away the kettle."

Although there was plenty of water in her space and there was no shortage of water being snatched away, it did not mean that she was willing to hand over the precious fresh water to the other party.

Seeing the Song family's boat approaching, Song Yue took out a crossbow from his cloth bag and aimed at them.

"Don't come near."

I don’t know if it was because they were too thirsty, but the people on the boat had no intention of slowing down at all.

Mao Qingquan became anxious and suddenly increased the force of paddling.

Mao Xingxiu also rushed over, ready to lend a hand.

But Song Yue said calmly: "No need, just move forward at a constant speed."

They're just two minions, there's no need to make everyone so nervous.

The distance between the two boats was getting closer and closer, thirty meters, twenty meters, fifteen meters...

Chi Yunying had already stuffed the kettle and was watching everything nervously with wide eyes: "Yuanzhou, they are coming soon."

"Yeah, I know."

Song Yue focused his eyes and pulled the trigger.

With a whoosh sound, the arrow flew out of the air!

Then screams were heard.

"Ah! Bro, my hand!"

Song Wen screamed and looked at his right forearm. The sharp arrow had pierced his bone!

The excruciating pain spread instantly, and he just held up his right arm, not knowing what to do. He wanted to pull out the arrow, but he was afraid of the pain, so he just left it there, which made him feel even worse.

He was unsure for a moment and looked at his cousin Song Wu for help.

However, Song Wu did not expect that the guy opposite him had such a high accuracy. The arrow just now almost grazed his shoulder, which scared him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

I secretly felt lucky that it wasn't me who was shot.

At the same time, his eyes showed desire, and he bowed to Song Yue and said, "Yuanzhou, since we are all members of the Song family, please give your uncle a sip of water."

"My cousin is dying, please, just one bite, one bite!"

Song Yue looked at him expressionlessly, her finger still on the trigger.

Suddenly, there was a ding in my ear.

She raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh."

After seeing the temporary task that popped up, the corners of his mouth curled up.

The long-awaited gift pack for brushing points is finally here~

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