Chapter 73 Chapter 73 Let’s Chat

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Antiviral granules, antipyretics, painkillers...

The enthusiastic villagers were very generous and filled a bag with a variety of medicines, not only in large quantities but also in various types. They even gave them two large bottles of disinfectant and medical alcohol.

A big bag contained two small bags. After sorting out the medicines, Gu Mengran peeled off the stacked plastic bags and took out a lot of food from the bags.

Two boxes of compressed biscuits, a few bags of instant noodles, a small amount of rice...

The most abundant item among them is dried fish with a faint fishy smell.

There were red-tailed carps as wide as two fingers, crucian carp and black carp as big as a palm, silver carp and carp as big as basins, and some fish that Gu Mengran had never seen before.

The fish were handled very cleanly, the big fish were gutted, and the small fish had their entrails squeezed out. Probably because they had been exposed to enough sunlight, the dried fish looked pretty good, golden in color, crispy, and crumbs fell off when you held it in your hand, as if it had been fried in oil.

The faint fishy smell is mixed with the unique fragrant smell of dried fish. It feels a bit strange the first time you smell it, but after smelling it a few more times, hmm, it smells strange and fragrant.

It feels good to have a big brother looking after you. At least I have fun opening the blind boxes.

Gu Mengran was in a very good mood. He evenly divided the supplies and medicine into two parts and asked Zheng Yijie to send one to the new neighbors. However, he was still cautious and told the Xu siblings not to eat dried fish for the time being.

Fengjin Lake is located upstream of a tributary and is relatively safe, but too many fish died in the river a few days ago. It is better to be safe than sorry. They have no shortage of food, so there is no need to take risks for a few dried fish.

After putting the supplies back into the space and cleaning the driver's room carefully, Gu Mengran walked into the aisle with brisk steps and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

After anchoring, no one was needed on duty and everyone was free.

Grandpa and Liang Zhao had already started cooking in the kitchen. Gu Mengran could smell the rich aroma of meat before he even arrived.

The food was spicy, fresh and very strong. Gu Mengran, who had wanted to go straight to the kitchen, quickly turned a corner and ran to the living room, closed the window and pulled the curtains, only then did he feel a little relieved.

Having a new neighbor brings some trouble. Although the kitchen is not next to Heng Rong Sheng, the fenders are next to each other, and the two ships are less than one meter apart. No one knows whether the smell will float over to the living room.

The dinner was particularly rich, with braised pork elbows, sweet and sour pork ribs, and home-cooked stir-fried meat. There was not a single vegetarian dish, all of it was braised meat. There was even a dish of pig's trotters with kidney beans stewed in the pot.

Gu Mengran looked around the kitchen, his eyes wide open.

When his grandfather wasn't paying attention, he twisted a piece of pork ribs with his bare hands and threw it into his mouth. He puffed up his cheeks and said, "This is too rich. What day is it today? Is it the Chinese New Year?"

Meng Gaoyang stirred the pot with a spoon and asked without turning his head, "What day is it? Oh, who said we should have a welcoming party for Liang Zhao?"

"That's right." Gu Mengran leaned over and spit the bone into the trash can. He looked at Liang Zhao guiltily and said, "I forgot that today is the auspicious day for our brother Liang to end his quarantine. How about this, let's add another fish tonight."

Before Liang Zhao could say anything, the old man hurriedly said, "Whatever you think, it's up to you. Isn't this enough for you to eat?"

"Hey, Grandpa, give me one more. I want to eat it." Gu Mengran took two steps forward, grabbed Grandpa's arm and shook him, mumbling coquettishly, "It won't go bad if you can't finish it."

"I'm so annoyed with you, come on, take the fish—"

Halfway through his speech, the old man put down his spoon and turned his head sharply, looking at Gu Mengran with a hint of suspicion in his eyes, "Wait, I remember that when you were a child, a fish bone pierced your throat, and you didn't like eating fish since then. Why did you suddenly change your personality?"

Gu Mengran subconsciously looked at Liang Zhao, but unexpectedly Liang Zhao was also looking at him.

When their eyes met, Gu Mengran hastily looked away and laughed, "That's it. I just opened that bag of supplies and found a lot of dried fish inside. It smelled so stinky that I suddenly felt like eating it."

"Dried fish?" The old man's eyes lit up, and he decisively stretched out his hand to Gu Mengran: "Come here, give it to me. Steamed dried fish is perfect for drinking."

"Snap"

Gu Mengran patted his palm and said, "You are really hungry. You are not sure whether the water here is polluted or not, and you dare to eat anything."

After saying that, Gu Mengran took two steps to the side and reached his hand into the sink.

In less than a second, a flat, dead Wuchang fish appeared in the empty sink.

The old man squinted his eyes and glanced at it, with a look of disdain on his face: "Is this thing steamed?"

"Yeah." Gu Mengran nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Then you guys deal with it quickly, I——"

"Grandpa, you cook first. Zheng Yijie will come back to help you later. I'll take Liang Zhao away first. He's needed urgently."

Without giving his old man a chance to speak, Gu Mengran pulled Liang Zhao and ran out of the kitchen quickly.

As soon as the people left, the bustling kitchen suddenly became deserted. The old man sighed and muttered to himself: "Stinky boy, you just know how to slack off."

In fact, Gu Mengran did not take Liang Zhao away just to avoid being lazy. He had something important to tell him.

The Wind Wing is moored for a long time, and it is not enough to have power grid and high-pressure water cannons. If they want to be completely free and not have anyone on duty at night, they also need a human body sensing alarm.

It was parked in a deep water area of ​​more than 600 meters, making it difficult for ordinary people to even get close to it. Even if someone drove a speedboat approached it as in the evening, the Fengyi had an absolute "height" advantage, and it was impossible for someone to climb up with bare hands.

The only problem is Heng Rong Sheng. Heng Rong Sheng has a lot of cargo and a low waterline, so climbing up with bare hands may not be realistic. But with the help of tools and some time, it is probably possible to climb up.

As I said, it’s definitely better to be more prepared.

Each of them had a bag of alarm devices. Gu Mengran and Liang Zhao worked separately, one on the left and one on the right, installing the alarm devices on the outside of the doors and windows on the first and second floors along the deck. Finally, they connected the wires to the door handles and window frames.

The upper building is covered with a layer of waterproof tarpaulin, and the doors and windows have awnings, so there is no need to worry about the alarm being damaged by rain.

The function of the alarm is actually very simple. It is simply a reminder. If someone touches the doors and windows connected to the wires from the outside, this thing will immediately squeak and emit a high-decibel whistle.

——High-end doorbell that rings when you touch it.

After a long and bumpy journey, with their days and nights turned upside down, the four of them finally had some free time, so they got together to have a sumptuous and quick dinner, which lasted until late at night.

The old man was craving for alcohol, and he coaxed Zheng Yijie and Liang Zhao into drinking. At first, he was quite restrained, drinking beer, one sip at a time to enjoy himself. However, after a few glasses of wine, he gradually became drunk, and he could no longer tell the directions. He drank beer and white wine, and he would not leave until he was drunk.

He was drunk. Three people drank the same amount, but only the old man was drunk.

I am really a novice but I love to play.

Boss Fei took his son back to the bedroom and settled him down. When Gu Mengran returned to the kitchen, Liang Zhao and Zheng Yijie had already put away the dishes and polished the stove to a shine.

Not bad, not bad, it really makes people feel at ease. Gu Mengran yawned lazily, turned around and walked back, but just as he lifted his legs and took a step, Liang Zhao suddenly called him from behind.

"Meng Ran."

Gu Mengran turned around and saw Liang Zhao and Zheng Yijie walking towards him side by side.

Thinking that the two men were looking for him for something serious, Gu Mengran stood there waiting. But when he walked up to them, Zheng Yijie brushed past him, gave him a meaningful look, and then quickly walked back to his room along the corridor.

Gu Mengran: …

Liang Zhao walked over with a faint smell of alcohol.

He drank quite a bit tonight, but he looked no different from usual, not drunk at all. However, his well-defined face was slightly flushed, especially his ears.

He leaned aside without saying anything. Gu Mengran tilted his head to look at him and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Seemingly a little entangled, Liang Zhao met his gaze and quickly looked away, his lips opening and closing for a long time before he uttered, "Can we talk for a while?"

It was obvious what he was talking about as he hesitated and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Gu Mengran raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably, "Chat here?"

"Go to the living room or to my room or your room? My room has just been disinfected today, and it smells like disinfectant." Liang Zhao explained softly.

Gu Mengran: "Forget the living room, let's go to my room."

As soon as the rain fell, the temperature dropped sharply. Now the temperature is maintained between 25-30℃, neither too cold nor too hot, a very comfortable temperature, and the room no longer needs to turn on the air conditioner.

There was only one chair in the room. After entering, Gu Mengran took the chair first, sat at the table, filled the electric kettle with water, and plugged it in to boil the water.

There was no other place to sit, so Liang Zhao looked around, hesitantly lifted the quilt, and sat upright on Gu Mengran's bed.

As if he had eyes on his back, as soon as Liang Zhao sat down, Gu Mengran immediately moved his chair and turned around, sitting face to face with him, and raised his chin slightly, "Tell me, what do you want to talk about?"

As if he had already thought of what to say, Liang Zhao no longer avoided his gaze and met Gu Mengran's gaze frankly, "I want to confirm with you whether my dream and your dream are the same dream."

After confessing that day, Gu Mengran deliberately stopped mentioning the matter, because he also wanted to know whether Liang Zhao cared about the "dream", whether he had forgotten about it in a blink of an eye, or whether he would take the initiative to verify it with him.

The result was the latter, and the initiative returned to Gu Mengran.

Without answering immediately, Gu Mengran smiled and asked softly, "So what if it's the same person? So what if it's not the same person? It's just a dream."

"No, it's not just a dream." Liang Zhao's eyes were firm and his tone was determined: "All the disasters in the dream have become reality, except us."

Gu Mengran shrugged, "Well, if you must confirm it, then I can tell you for sure, yes Liang Zhao, you dreamed my dream. As for why it was my dream... because I dreamed it first!"

As if it was an insignificant joke, Gu Mengran spoke in a light tone and with a relaxed expression, without any abnormality.

One was calm and composed, while the other suddenly became nervous.

In less than three seconds, Liang Zhao's brows were furrowed, his face was pale, and he looked at Gu Mengran with a very complicated look, his lips trembling slightly: "Does it hurt, does it hurt?"

Gu Mengran was stunned by the question which had no context. Just as he was about to ask back, he saw Liang Zhao's eyes slowly moving, staring at his legs without blinking.

Gu Mengran seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He waved his hands hurriedly and said with a dry smile, "Are you drunk? I said it was a dream. How can a dream hurt?"

"Is a dream that two people have together still a dream?" Liang Zhao lowered his eyes and looked at the pair of intact legs. A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he murmured as if talking to himself.

Gu Mengran: "Of course! It's unscientific that the disaster in the dream becomes reality. What does it mean for two people to have the same dream? You can regard it as a prophetic dream. Anyway, we are now eating and drinking well, which is completely different from the days of having no food to eat in the dream."

Different...

Liang Zhao chewed over these three words over and over again, his thoughts drifting uncontrollably.

Where did the difference start? It started with... Gu Mengran's phone call.

If Gu Mengran hadn't called him, maybe they would have met in a dream, but why did Gu Mengran make that call? Because he had a dream, in which he saved him.

The truth seemed to be getting closer and closer. Liang Zhao vaguely saw a ball of light and was about to reach out to touch it, but another hand was faster than him and patted him heavily on the shoulder.