Chapter 38
As the weather gets warmer, the second summer arrives without us even realizing it, and the temperature seems to be rising faster than in the first year.
Fortunately, Fang Xiaoyu now has a motorhome equipped with solar panels, an independent generator, and a full range of electrical appliances, which has greatly improved her quality of life, eliminating the need for her to travel day and night.
Because no matter how hot it is outside, there is enough air conditioning inside the car to keep it cool.
Furthermore, due to the frequent heavy rains in summer, there is no water shortage for the time being.
So this summer will be visibly much easier.
Good news keeps coming.
Fang Xiaoyu found a missing person notice from a grandfather and grandson at a supermarket checkout counter. Inside a notebook with the cover titled "First Aid Manual," she saw a handwritten note on the back of the notice.
A message, written in crooked handwriting and mixed with pinyin, read: "I found my dad, thank you (heart)."
One comment, though not particularly beautiful, was written in neat, mature handwriting: "Thank you for your help! I've reunited with my family! PS: Could you please delete the photos? I feel like I've become a celebrity for no reason, and I even have a new nickname: 'Confused Father.' (bitter smile)"
The last message, written by Xiuli, read: "Thank you to all the kind people who took care of us along the way, which allowed us to reunite with the child's father. I hope you are all happy every day and that everything goes smoothly for you. Special thanks to the girl who posted the missing person notice. I forgot to ask her name, but I hope she has a smooth life and a peaceful future. PS: We will be placing care packages outside in the future, hoping to pass on this good fortune to more people."
Fang Xiaoyu smiled and took a picture of this page, putting it together with the electronic version of the missing person notice in her phone, which was almost out of memory. Then, after a series of congratulations, she added congratulations and smiley faces.
Wang Le watched quietly without saying anything. But the next morning, when he was cooking noodles, he hid a soft-boiled egg underneath. When he saw her and the eldest princess look up in surprise at the same time, his eyes also curved into a smile.
Next, they arrived at a large service area, where Wang Le found materials for repairing parachute lines—ultra-high molecular weight polyethylene fiber cord and nylon fabric—and began to repair the parachute.
Fang Xiaoyu was itching to try it, so she stayed close by while he was repairing it, helping out from time to time by handing him water or something, hoping to figure out what the structure was.
Although Wang Le did not avoid her, he would put everything away after each repair and would not allow her to study it privately.
Fang Xiaoyu was somewhat disappointed, but she didn't give up on figuring it out. However, due to the lack of key components, she could only make a mini toy version of a parachute to satisfy her curiosity, but unfortunately, it was as different as the difference between a real airplane and a paper airplane.
Seeing that her interest hadn't waned for many days, and that she had stopped making rope ladders and even reduced her favorite activity of climbing stone steps, Wang Le sighed after finishing the last piece of umbrella: "This activity is really dangerous."
“But it’s more efficient.” Fang Xiaoyu blinked. “Don’t you want to try it again?”
Wang Le shook his head: "No."
Fang Xiaoyu asked with a mixture of confusion and regret, "Why?"
Wang Le hesitated for a moment, then chose to be honest: "Do you know how high the highway is?"
Fang Xiaoyu became interested: "You can measure it? Oh right, there are professional tools for skydiving to measure altitude, so that the parachute can be opened at the right distance. Why didn't I think of that at first?"
Wang Le revealed the watch on his wrist and turned on the altitude display.
Fang Xiaoyu leaned over and took a look.
The numbers above kept fluctuating, sometimes showing 1.5 meters, sometimes... 5 kilometers?
Fang Xiaoyu's first reaction was: "Is something wrong?"
Wang Le: "It's possible that the data changed during the parachute jump, and it turned out like this when I came back."
Fang Xiaoyu: "1.5 meters is the current height of your arm off the ground... What was the reading when you first measured it?"
Wang Le gave the answer: "Five thousand."
Fang Xiaoyu was stunned.
She doesn't usually feel short of oxygen or experience altitude sickness.
People reacted much the same way they did on land.
This number doesn't seem real at all.
To everyone's surprise, Wang Le continued, "Five thousand is the highest reading for a watch; it might be more than that."
Fang Xiaoyu gasped.
You know, back in the day, climbing a mountain that was over a thousand meters high would take a whole day.
How long would that rope ladder have to be, and how heavy would it be? Could it fit in a campervan?
The shock of the data blinded her to anything amiss, but it made her hesitant to try skydiving.
She looked somewhat dejected: "I'd better just focus on building up my physical strength."
When she talked about physical training, she meant putting down the rope ladder and doing actual training.
Wang Le had helped her with the safety rope a few times and admired her courage, but there were other ways to exercise. He asked, "Would you like to learn the Eight Pieces of Brocade with me? It can strengthen your heart and lungs, fortify your bones and muscles, and it will only benefit your plans."
Fang Xiaoyu was usually a self-taught practitioner, only practicing yoga sporadically at the gym. She regretted not learning more useful techniques before coming here. Having previously trained in grappling with Yue Yue, she was delighted to have someone teach her something new, nodding repeatedly and saying, "Thank you so much!" The pressure of the 5000-meter race felt lessened somewhat.
Wang Le: "You're too kind. I learned it from my colleague. He would be happy to know that he has another apprentice."
When Fang Xiaoyu heard him mention his former companions for the first time, she also thought of her own former partners, and her expression softened: "Your companions must be amazing."
Wang Le chuckled: "If we're only talking about self-discipline, he's really impressive. But in other aspects, he's a bit of a jerk. Let's give him some face, brother."
After the colorful umbrella was repaired, he began to tidy up and pack it up. He recalled the scene from that sunny day when six people were laughing and joking, each choosing a color to paint on the white umbrella.
"It's good to be conspicuous. If he goes back someday, these colorful hues will ensure he gets rescued immediately."
"What if there's a primeval forest down there? We could just deliver takeout, hahaha."
"Shut up!" X4
If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all.
"He's still single, so he must be incredibly lucky!"
"You know how to close the umbrella, right? After we finish applying the paint, it won't be ruined because we can't put it back in, will it?"
"That's perfect, no need to take any risks."
"It's not like we're jumping now; it's just leaving ourselves a way out for later."
"Unfortunately, I'm afraid of heights."
"What are you not afraid of?!" X5
"(Annoyed) Can't you at least save some face?"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"It's good that he's like this, otherwise the survival manual wouldn't be so comprehensive."
"That's right, that's right, it provided a lot of inspiration, very impressive!"
"Tsk, it would have been better not to praise it at all."
...
At the time, no one knew that it would be the last time they gathered together.
Wang Le zipped up the locker and put it in the sewn-up flight suit. He took one last look at them, and then, along with the past, closed the locker door.
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