Chapter 72 Chapter 72 Love Materials

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Perhaps it noticed that there were people on the deck, so the speeding speedboat decisively chose the Fengyi between the Fengyi and Hengrongsheng.

“Boom boom boom—”

The throttle was pushed to the maximum, and the speedboat broke through the rain, leaving white afterimages on the gray lake surface.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and the speedboat still had no intention of slowing down. When it seemed that only the last ten meters were left, the white speedboat suddenly made a sharp turn, and then drifted on the water in a handsome manner, braking to the side of the Wind Wing with a lot of noise and splashes.

The roar of the engine gradually faded away, and the dark lake was once again surrounded by the sound of rain.

The speedboat stopped steadily on the right side of Fengyi, with its pointed bow just facing Gu Mengran and Zheng Yijie on the deck. It seemed to be intentionally keeping a safe distance of five or six meters and not getting any closer.

Sweat oozed from the palms of his hands holding the high-pressure water gun, but was quickly washed away by the rain. Gu Mengran, still feeling the raindrops hitting his face, squinted his eyes and stared straight at the white boat.

The night and the rain blocked the view, and only a vague outline could be seen from a distance of seven or eight meters. Gu Mengran was thinking about whether to take out a pair of binoculars, when a clear and loud male voice floated over amid the sound of rain.

"Hey, can you...? Adjust the machine quickly!"

The voice was intermittent and difficult to hear clearly. The other party was obviously using a loudspeaker. The cold voice was repeated over and over again without any emotion.

"Switch it, 409, what the hell is that?"

After listening several times, Zheng Yijie still didn't understand what the other party was saying. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Gu Mengran.

The burning gaze was hard to ignore. Gu Mengran handed the high-pressure water gun to Zheng Yijie and quickly took out a walkie-talkie wrapped in a plastic bag from the pocket of his wet clothes. Zheng Yijie acted as the translator: "Turn on the walkie-talkie, public channel 409, quick."

"You can hear this?" Zheng Yijie's pupils were shocked.

Gu Mengran didn't even raise his head. "I guess he didn't come here just to see us. Although I don't know what his intention is, it's a good thing that he is willing to communicate with us."

Zheng Yijie didn't agree with this, his mind shaking rapidly, "Come on, buddy, don't forget the people from Lingjiang Port, they were the ones who took the initiative to contact us at that time?"

Gu Mengran was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "You are right."

The plastic bag was a little thick, making it inconvenient to operate. Gu Mengran turned the channel knob to switch channels, but was informed that both attempts had failed.

The rain was too heavy and the walkie-talkie was soaked when the plastic bag was opened.

Standing in the rain all the time was not a good idea. Gu Mengran looked around, turned his head and raised his chin towards Zheng Yijie, then held his breath and rushed under the eaves.

The original intention was to let Zheng Yijie hide from the rain together, but he seemed to have misunderstood. He held up the high-pressure water gun handed to him by Gu Mengran, and stood in the heavy rain with a firm look in his eyes, as if he had received some order.

Gu Mengran: …

There was no time to care about him. Gu Mengran opened the plastic bag and quickly tuned the intercom to 409MHz. Just as he was about to press the PTT button to communicate with the other party, the same male voice that had just been on the loudspeaker came from the intercom again:

"Hello! Can you hear me? Wind Wing, and Heng...what is it?"

After he finished speaking, another voice said, "Brother Duan, is this really possible? Why don't we just move over? If they don't respond, how long will we wait here? My mother is waiting for me to eat."

"Eat, eat, eat. All you do is eat all day long. You're as fat as a bear. What if you get close to me and scare me?"

"You can blame me for this?"

The two of them were arguing as if no one was around. Gu Mengran had no chance to get a word in, so he coughed lightly while holding the intercom.

"There was a sound for a while——"

"Shut up."

He hit his companions hard but treated strangers gently. The other party slowed down his voice and asked politely and patiently: "Excuse me, is this the Fengyi or Heng, Hengrong? Can I ask if you two ships are on the same ship? Where are you from?"

Did you come here to inquire about their origins? After a moment's hesitation, Gu Mengran did not answer but asked, "This is the Fengyi, so I would like to ask you, who are you? Why are you asking this?"

"We? We are residents around Fengjin Lake. You are from Huangjiang, right? Upstream or downstream? We just want to confirm something."

The other person's tone remained unchanged, patient and gentle, but when Gu Mengran finished speaking the last word, he heard an impatient click of the tongue.

No time to care about the other party's attitude, confirm... Gu Mengran chewed on these two words repeatedly, vaguely realizing something. Lying is not a wise move. After hesitating for a long time, Gu Mengran said frankly: "We came from Huangjiang, the lower reaches of Huangjiang."

"Fuck! I knew it."

The man's expression changed instantly, and he seemed to have thrown the walkie-talkie away. At the same time, there was a "clang" sound.

What a hot-tempered old man, Gu Mengran complained in his heart.

More than ten seconds later, the intercom rang again, and the speaker was another trembling man with a silly voice: "Are you really coming from downstream? Is there anyone on your boat with a fever or rash?"

really.

Gu Mengran pretended to be surprised and asked, "What happened? Why do you have a fever and a rash?"

"Don't play dumb with me!" The grumpy old man's voice rang out again: "You came from downstream, how could you not know what happened? Just answer honestly when I ask you questions."

Gu Mengran chuckled. "We were rushing along at full speed, so we didn't really pay attention. Fever and rash... Oh! Are you talking about chickenpox?"

The other party paused: "Tell me more."

There was no need to lie about this part, so Gu Mengran told the truth:

"When we were approaching Lingjiang Port, there were suddenly many dead fish on the river. We didn't know what happened, so we continued to go up. Unexpectedly, we met a group of people mooring boats at Lingjiang Port. They had a lot of blisters on their bodies, which were very exaggerated and scary."

"And then?" the grumpy old man asked again, "How did you get here?"

Gu Mengran: "They rushed over. The blisters on their bodies were so scary that we didn't dare to stay or get in close contact with them. You should be able to see that there are still several holes on our hull, all caused by the collision."

The other party did not respond and asked directly: "Are you sure you didn't come into contact with them? No one on your ship has a fever or rash?"

The only infected person has recovered. Gu Mengran said calmly, "No."

"You don't have the final say. Please cooperate. Right now, call out all the people on your two ships and stand on the deck so we can check them." The grumpy old man said in a deep voice.

Gu Mengran took a deep breath and said patiently, "It's raining so hard and we have elderly people on board. How about... you come aboard to check?"

"Come on, wait, I—"

"Brother Duan!"

The other side was quiet again. This time they waited for a long time, so long that Gu Mengran thought there would be no follow-up. The intercom rang again, and the irritable brother calmed down a lot. He arranged in an orderly manner: "Listen, from now on, no one on your two ships is allowed to disembark."

"Whether you are passing through Fengjin Lake or planning to stay here for a long time, you must now isolate yourself on the ship for seven days. If anyone has a high fever or a rash on the body, notify us immediately."

Gu Mengran raised his eyebrows, "What do I need to inform you about?"

"You're asking such meaningless questions? What else can we do by informing you? Of course, we can find you medicine and doctors!"

After these words were spoken, Gu Mengran suddenly felt a little confused.

What does this mean? The hospitable and enthusiastic villagers?

Before he could figure it out, the grumpy old man blurted out another sentence: "Hey, throw down a rope now. We brought some medicine to prevent the virus. Everyone should take some. And what? How many people are on your ship? Do you need food and supplies? Come on, speak up!"

Gu Mengran was a little confused by his dense words. It took him a while to react and he asked tentatively, "Who doesn't need food? Don't you guys need food?"

"You have no time to take care of yourself, and you still have time to worry about others? Stop talking nonsense and throw down a rope quickly." The grumpy old man was very impatient, but his tone was slightly proud.

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Ten minutes later, the two wet men returned to the cab carrying half a bag of wet supplies. They placed the solid supplies at the door of the cab, turned around and left without saying a word, leaving the old man and Liang Zhao with a confused look on their faces.

His skin was almost swollen by the rain. After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, Gu Mengran walked back into the driver's seat. His grandfather and Liang Zhao were squatting beside the half bag of supplies, studying what was inside the plastic bag through the plastic bag.

His hair was still dripping with water. Gu Mengran wiped his hair with a towel and raised his chin towards his curious grandfather. "If you are curious, open it and take a look."

The speedboat approached with a lot of noise, and the old man and Liang Zhao also heard it. However, they didn't know what happened. Before they could go out to check the situation, the two men brought back half a bag of supplies, which confused them.

The transparent plastic bag has three layers inside and three layers outside, like a bloated balloon, wrapping half of the bag tightly, and you can't tell what's inside from the outside. But through the unique packaging method, it can be confirmed that these are not their own supplies.

After looking at it for a long time without understanding anything, the old man looked up and glared at Gu Mengran, "Why don't you tell me what's going on?"

Gu Mengran smiled and relayed word for word the conversation he had just had with his grumpy brother to his grandfather and Liang Zhao.

From the earthquake until now, they have been the ones who have been taking out supplies. This is the first time that the eldest girl has received supplies out of love from others.

The old man was stunned. It took him a long while to come back to his senses. He stared at the bag of supplies and muttered, "What does this mean? Sending us medicine and supplies for no reason? Is this a scam?"

"Probably not." Gu Mengran shook his head and said, "That person spoke very aggressively. He didn't deliberately say anything like he wanted to help us. It felt... like..."

He had a vague guess, but couldn't say anything. At this time, Liang Zhao took the initiative to take over what Gu Mengran had not finished saying, and analyzed slowly: "I think this place may be safer than we thought."

"They should have no worries about food and drink, and have a relatively stable residence. They also know something about viruses like chickenpox, so they asked us where we came from. When they heard that we came from downstream, they were very nervous, probably because they were worried that we would carry the virus around and spread it."

The old man couldn't help but ask, "What does this have to do with sending supplies?"

Liang Zhao smiled and patiently explained, "It's raining heavily now. Who would want to run around when they have food and drink? They sent us supplies to stabilize us and also to tell us that we won't go hungry if we follow their instructions. Yes, they are asserting their sovereignty."

"hiss."

The old man took a deep breath and smacked his lips, "The city is full of tricks. Is it so complicated to send half a bag of supplies? What should we do now? Should we return the supplies to them?"

Gu Mengran shook his head: "No, asserting sovereignty is not necessarily a bad thing."

"Since they are not trying to chase us away, we can just stay here and quarantine ourselves for seven days. If they have no ill intentions, being their lackey is not a bad option."