The next morning, Chen Feng woke up from his sleep and listened to the sound of heavy rain outside, feeling extremely comfortable.
"With such heavy rain today, it shouldn't be too hot to pan for gold, right?"
Chen Feng hugged the blanket and shifted into a more comfortable position, thinking to himself.
But then he suddenly seemed to realize something was wrong. "Wait a minute... it's raining..."
Chen Feng sat up abruptly the next second, staring wide-eyed at the outside, and pushed the carriage door open.
The deafening sound of the rain, now unobstructed by the carriage, instantly reached Chen Feng's ears.
Large raindrops pounded on the ground, and as soon as the carriage lid was opened, water began to gush down from both sides.
"Go to hell! Didn't they say there wouldn't be any rain for the next few days? What's the point of fishing now?!"
Chen Feng rubbed his face vigorously, finally clearing his mind. Looking at the rain in front of him, he felt incredibly frustrated.
I wonder if Zheng Ping and the others are awake or not, and what they will think after seeing this heavy rain.
Chen Feng reached out and closed the trunk lid, then lay back down on the small bed. Since things had come to this, what else could he do? He might as well go back to sleep and take it as a rest.
Inside the van, everyone was still snoring. Zheng Ping, leaning against the window, felt it was a bit noisy. He barely opened his eyes and looked out the window.
As soon as he opened his eyes, the rain-soaked glass came into view, instantly waking Zheng Ping, who was still wanting to stay in bed a little longer.
"Holy crap, holy crap, it's raining! What are we going to do?!"
Zheng Ping was so anxious that he kept looking out the car window, extremely annoyed. Why did it suddenly start raining? Their gas money was very expensive, and if they didn't make any money, they wouldn't have any income!
As Zheng Ping spoke, everyone woke up from their sleep, and the first thing they did was to stare wide-eyed and crane their necks to look outside.
"Holy crap, how can it rain so hard!"
"It's over, it's over, today is all over!"
"The weather forecast is inaccurate. Didn't they say there wouldn't be any rain today?"
Everyone chimed in with their own words, filled with curses against God.
Yin Xing rolled over, arms crossed, and mumbled sleepily, "Oh well, it's already over, what's there to say? You can't expect God to take it back, can you?"
"The rain started last night, and you were all sleeping like logs, and not one of you even noticed."
"Go to sleep, just treat it as a vacation, what can you do?"
Upon hearing this, everyone gradually sat back down, but their faces still showed signs of annoyance.
Several people were still wondering why the rain was so heavy.
Yin Xing is right. What can you do now that it's already happened? You can't expect God to take it back.
Everyone understands the key principles, but they're still unwilling to accept it, so who can resist uttering a few curses?
After talking for a while, everyone began to admire Yin Xing, who was fast asleep.
I never expected this kid, who usually keeps a low profile, to be so calm when something really happens.
If you say that Chen Feng's calm attitude is normal, they would think it's quite normal, because that's how Chen Feng is usually, and everyone is used to it.
To their utter surprise, Yin Xing turned out to be the same way, which astonished them greatly.
You're usually the first to start cursing, how come you've suddenly changed your ways? You've really reached a higher level.
Could it be that you really learn from those you associate with? But why haven't we learned anything from Chen Feng when we're with him?
Yin Xing really showed off in front of everyone this time. After everyone finished expressing their amazement, they continued to look out the window at the rain and sighed.
Zheng Ping leaned back in the car seat. Although he knew he should sleep and take a day off, he couldn't fall asleep. He looked at the rain outside the window with worry, hoping it would stop soon.
Everyone else was in a similar state to Zheng Ping—wanting to sleep but unable to.
Zheng Ping glanced back at Yin Xing, who was sleeping soundly, and felt a sense of admiration.
I wonder when I'll be able to catch up with Yin Xing's level. He's the kind of person who can accomplish great things.
Amidst the admiration of the crowd, Yin Xing drifted off to sleep contentedly. In fact, he had heard all the whispered praises they had given him.
He was trying his best to keep from showing a smug expression, not wanting to break character while trying to show off.
However, the truth is that Yin Xing got up in the middle of the night last night and saw the heavy rain outside the window as soon as he stood up.
He stuck his butt out and peered through the car window for a full half hour, cursing for half an hour.
Finally, filled with worry about tomorrow and cursing God, I finally fell asleep after a long time.
Otherwise, why would he have been so sleepy just now?
Huang Fei, who was at the front, rolled over because of the noise. He had heard everything they said, but he was too sleepy to talk.
Since it's raining, what can we do but go back to sleep?
He wasn't too concerned about whether it rained or not; he was just disappointed that they couldn't pan for gold today.
Hmm, something seems off. It should be, "It's a pity we can't pan for gold today," right?
Oh well, whatever, it's not important. I should just go to sleep. I wonder where I was in my dream and if I can still remember it.
It wasn't until after 10 o'clock that Chen Feng finally sat up from his small bed.
He woke up around ten o'clock. Seeing that it was still raining outside, he didn't want to move and lay there for a while longer.
He got up now because he was a little hungry.
Sitting up and looking at the canned goods, Chen Feng randomly pointed with his finger and finally pointed to the mutton hot pot. The next second, Chen Feng picked up the braised beef noodles next to it.
He didn't want to eat canned food anymore, mainly because there was only one stove available, so meals couldn't be prepared at the same time; they had to be done one at a time, which was too slow.
Let's eat noodles then, and he wants some too.
I picked up a small pot, poured in water, and sat on the stove. I waited for the water to boil, then added two poached eggs and a sausage.
The sausage was cut into pieces. Don't ask Chen Feng how he cut the sausage into pieces without a knife. It doesn't matter, he'll eat it himself anyway.
The eggs were put in Huang Fei's car yesterday; it's fortunate that Huang Fei put them there.
Otherwise, on a rainy day like this, even if Chen Feng wanted to eat it, it would be difficult for him to walk over and get it.
While the noodles were cooking, Chen Feng brushed his teeth, opened the trunk lid, and spat out the contents.
The noodles were cooked in just a few minutes. Chen Feng held the small pot, ate the hot noodles, and looked at the drizzling rain outside the window. You have to admit, it was actually quite pleasant.
However, things weren't so good for them in the other van.
They can't start a fire now, and they can't get out of the vehicle. Besides, even if they did get out, it wouldn't make a difference. The firewood outside is all wet, and even the campfire circle has filled with water, turning into an artificial fishpond.
There's no point in making a fire now; all we can do is eat cold food.
They were all holding bread and pancakes, munching away until their hands were dry.
There's no tea left; without hot water, there's no way to make tea. All we can drink are beverages and mineral water.
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