No? Are we five still afraid of him?
Xiang Chuzhe shivered and said, "When we got crazy, we even cursed ourselves. Our mental state was completely broken by this rain."
Pei Xu grabbed a corner of the bag and pulled it out with all his strength, while Li Xuran supported his waist for help.
"Let's go!" Pei Xu said as he pulled out a few bags.
Jiang Lin was pulled unstable by his sudden burst of force and fell into the canal in front of everyone's horrified faces with their mouths wide open and eyes wide open.
"Brother Lin!" Cheng Enyue's hand struck empty air.
Pei Xu closed his face, but his face still could not escape the baptism of the cold water.
Jiang Lin held onto his arm to steady himself, his clothes were soaked.
"Ah!" Jiang Lin roared briefly, and then he smiled at the camera and said, "Dear viewers, you are watching "Overboard, Boy."
Pei Xu urged him: "Hurry up and get up!"
"Now that we're here," Jiang Lin patted the stone slab above the canal mouth, "Wouldn't it be better if we hold on with one hand and dig with the other hand?"
Cheng Enyue took Xiang Chuzhe back to get the bamboo pole. Pei Zongli and Zhao Sumei's lips had turned white from the cold. The rain fell on the water, splashing water.
After some persuasion, Pei Zongli and his wife returned home worriedly.
Cheng Enyue floated the bamboo pole on the water and pushed it forward, jokingly saying, "Chuzhe, how about I lie on it and you push me."
Xiang Chuzhe replied: "The rafting project with water safety included is 80 yuan per hour."
The three of them used all their strength to pull out some of the garbage.
Song Yifan said with disdain: "Only half of the slippers are left, and the baby's diaper is rotten. Wow, so disgusting."
"I'm almost freezing to death, Mr. Song, can you sing a more passionate song for us?" Li Xuran's teeth were chattering.
"Hey! Brother, give me a hug and tell me what's on your mind." Song Yifan's shout made Cheng Enyue and Xiang Chuzhe stunned for a moment.
"What the hell is this song? Not a single word is in tune." Li Xuran pulled out a bag and handed it to him.
"You come and sing." Song Yifan hissed, "It's so cold. I'm already giving you a bargain by confiscating your first-row ticket."
Li Xuran coaxed him: "Boss Song, you have worked hard. You sang to cheer us up even though you couldn't speak clearly."
Cheng Enyue shouted: "Brothers, you don't have to be so strong anymore, because your strength is coming!" He raised the bamboo in his hand with force.
Three bamboo poles, two in a group, worked together to poke the canal mouth, and bubbles appeared underwater, but only a little.
"Brother Xu, this method won't work! It's completely impossible to move it."
A few pieces of foam floated to the surface of the water. Pei Xu's original intention was to poke a channel so that the garbage floated out and the tiny garbage flowed into the river through the drainage ditch.
The obstacles of water power and the torture of low temperature exhausted the boys' physical strength. Jiang Lin said, "Think of another way. It's useless to keep going like this until your hands bleed."
A group of people returned to the road wetly. A young man with tattoos came over on his bike and asked, "Are you guys cleared the road?"
"It's not ready yet. It's hard to work underwater. Let's think of a solution." Pei Xu took off his water shoes and poured water.
The tattooed boy said without thinking: "Why don't you just drain the water?"
The teenagers who were pouring out the water from their shoes all turned their heads and looked at him resentfully, with a look on their faces that said, "Are you kidding us?"
The tattooed boy started the car and turned the key, saying, "I'm leaving now. You guys hurry up and clear the drain."
The tram had just gone a few meters when Pei Xu ran after it barefoot and shouted, "Brother, don't leave yet!"
"What else?"
Pei Xu showed a smile of impending victory.
The tattooed boy carried a few shovels to them with an expressionless face, "I just glanced at you, now you have captured me and made me do hard labor."
Bags of yellow mud were packed into bags. The boys had started coughing. The boy with tattoos and his friends helped with the transportation.
Pei Xu and Li Xuran went down the ditch and filled the ditch with bags full of soil, one by one.
"Wow! So heavy!" Pei Xu couldn't catch the bag and fell down due to the weight. Fortunately, Li Xuran was quick to grab his collar and pulled him up, so he only drank two sips of water.
The flower-armed young man said in confusion: "If you block the water, won't the land above be flooded even more?"
Jiang Lin pointed to the land behind him that had turned into a vast ocean and said, "The potato leaves are completely invisible. Is there any difference?"
The mud bags were like a leaky wall, blocking the flow of water.
The appearance of the canal mouth was revealed. The main canal mouth was designed as a square entrance, but it was getting narrower and narrower, and was completely blocked by garbage.
Li Xuran and Cheng Enyue held the mud bags on their backs, while the other teenagers quickly took out the garbage with the bags.
I confessed to Chuzhe: "We really have a lot of bags of organic fertilizer. Next time, I must remind everyone to recycle any garbage produced by labor."
Jiang Lin sneezed loudly, and snot fell down. He wiped it away with his hand without feeling disgusted, and said with a bitter face: "The boomerang also hit me. It hurts and I feel cold!"
After more than half an hour of cleaning, the boy with tattoos kindly sponsored a net and stuck it in the middle of the canal with a bamboo pole to stop the garbage from flowing downstream.
The moment the mud bag wall was completely removed, the water rushed down and flowed into the river.
The situation of the drowned chicken was luckier than theirs. The teenagers shivered on the way home. Jiang Lin ran to try to stimulate the heat of his body. He suddenly hugged Xiang Chuzhe from behind and put him on the ground.
"Hey! Young Master Jiang, you are trying to launch a sneak attack! That's a lack of martial ethics!" Xiang Chuzhe supported himself and stood up with his hands. Jiang Lin changed his target and hugged Song Yifan tightly.
Song Yifan laughed and shouted, "What's your ability in throwing us? If you have the ability, go and get Brother Xu and Cheng Enyue!"
Jiang Lin playfully put him to the ground.
Song Yifan shouted again: "Why are you messing with me? If you have the guts, go get Cheng Enyue!"
Cheng Enyue's position is unshakable. He is in charge of the rice spoon in the family. If you offend the cook, you will starve. The cook has the highest status in this family.
Cheng Enyue laughed and shouted, "No, the five of us are still afraid of him? Let him go!"
Li Xuran laughed and fanned the flames: "Fuck him! Five of us together."
Song Yifan and Xiang Chuzhe also rushed to help, shouting happily: "There is strength in numbers, Jiang Lin, you are surrounded by five people!"
Cheng Enyue grinned, grabbed Jiang Lin's hand and said, "It's over, Jiang Shao, we've been beaten up."
Jiang Lin was surrounded by them with laughter. Pei Xu shouted, "I will lift his two hands."
After a fight, Pei Xu was holding Jiang Lin and was pinned down by his brothers. He laughed and shouted, "No, why did you accidentally hurt your allies? Has it turned into a personal grudge?"
Song Yifan at the top was still cheering: "Press him! Press him!"
Jiang Lin's laughter became weak. His brothers stood up and laughed, running forward, cheering and howling like apes.
Jiang Lin stood up and chased after him, "I'll bet a bag of spicy noodles that I'll beat you guys."
"Go take a shower quickly!" Zhao Sumei anxiously led them to their neighbors' houses to take a shower!
Jiang Lin and Song Yifan fell ill that night.
Pei Xu entered Jiang Lin's room with a thermometer and said softly, "Take my temperature."
Jiang Lin covered himself with a double-layer quilt with his whole body hot, but he said stubbornly: "Brother is the strongest man in Peijia Village, how could I have a fever? I just caught a cold and I will be fine after a good sleep." After saying that, he pushed away the thermometer handed to him by Pei Xu.
Pei Xu gently pushed aside his bangs. His hot forehead made Pei Xu helplessly say, "You always say that other people's mouths are harder than shovels, but your mouth is made of steel."
Jiang Lin pulled the quilt over his head and muttered, "I'll be fine after a while of sleep, don't worry about me."
Pei Xu's buttocks left the bed. Jiang Lin thought he would leave, but unexpectedly, his quilt was lifted up to his chest the next second. Pei Xu picked up his upper body, sat down and held him in his arms.
Before Jiang Lin could react, Pei Xu had already lifted his limp arm and stuffed the thermometer into his armpit.
A strong hand clamped his arm tightly. Jiang Lin turned around and struggled, "I'm really fine, let me go."
"Don't move!" A deep voice came from above my head, and its tone was unquestionable.
Pei Xu's cold face appeared in Jiang Lin's mind, and he instantly became quiet.
The light from the doorway shone in through the half-open door. Jiang Lin half leaned on Pei Xu's chest, his head against his shoulder. He didn't dare to move. He quietly closed his eyes and listened quietly to Pei Xu's breathing.
And his breathing was disordered.
"39.6 degrees!" Pei Xu panicked instantly and hurriedly put on his down jacket. "You still say it's okay? I'll perm your hair like a white cut."
Li Xuran covered Song Yifan with a plush blanket and ordered, "Let's go to the hospital together."
The two patients were staggering in the back seat. Pei muttered, "Do you two know one thing? Fever is very dangerous because it can burn a person's brain and make him mentally retarded, unable to speak, or deaf!"
Jiang Lin had no energy to refute: "Don't exaggerate. I used to catch a cold and have a fever frequently, and I would be almost cured after staying in bed for a night."
Pei Xu rolled his eyes and criticized him: "You still don't believe it? Uncle Ming's son in the village is a living example. When he was five years old, he had a high fever, but his family didn't take it seriously, which resulted in the tragic situation of deafness and dumbness. Do you think I'm telling you a horror story?"
Jiang Lin argued, "It's normal to have a fever and a cold. Going to the hospital will be photographed by paparazzi. Then, based on the blurry and watermarked pictures that I had to look at and recall carefully, they started to spread rumors about me. If there happened to be a girl in the picture, the topic would be that I accompanied my suspected undisclosed lover to the prenatal checkup."
Song Yifan echoed, "Being famous also has its troubles, with a bunch of paparazzi watching and annoying illegitimate fans. Fortunately, I have always been an unknown celebrity."
"You are an unknown celebrity and you don't have the troubles of being photographed by reporters or followed by fans. You are just as stubborn. You don't take being sick seriously." Li Xuran finally found a chance to speak and started the microphone.
The two patients in the back row wisely shut up. The two in the front row are now fighting at full strength. He who knows the times is a hero. He conserves his strength temporarily while being sick.
In the simple ward, the white quilt and pillow on the bed were slightly yellowed. The two patients refused to lie down on the bed in disgust. They sat in the hospital corridor to receive intravenous drips.
Pei Xu taught him again: "You two are like wearing open-crotch pants and taking off your pants to go to the toilet. It's unnecessary."
"I feel those beds are dirtier than the ground. To be honest, I would rather lie on the ground than sleep."
"Brother Lin, we have a shared brain. Is this really the best hospital in town?" Song Yifan couldn't believe it.
Pei Xu said helplessly: "Yes! Two living fathers."
Li Xuran looked around and asked, "This hospital can only treat basic diseases, right?"
Pei Xu nodded: "Minor illnesses or sudden injuries can be treated here. Slightly more complicated cases that require detailed examinations must be treated in the county hospital or the city hospital."
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