Shuo Yu felt a little embarrassed after understanding it. He tried his best not to look over there, nodded stiffly, and started to boil water in a large pot.
"Doubing, go get some buckets of water. I'll need it later."
"Okay, Brother Banxian." Doubing was very obedient and finished it in a short while.
Shuoyu was busy doing his own thing under everyone's gaze. Meng Fanle, Kang Ya and the others who were unable to sleep due to the noise of Milong's "Errenzhuan" just looked at him. They all wanted Shuoyu to go up and say something, because they knew that Milong was afraid of him.
But no one stepped forward to say anything, because like Milong, they were also afraid of Shuoyu. This fear was without any reason, so they could only cover their ears and stare at Shuoyu busying himself.
The water boiled very quickly, of course Shuoyu also used some tricks,
Soap beans, and a lot of insect repellent herbs he had just picked on the mountain were mixed together, emitting a bitter taste, but also exuding warmth.
Steam was rising from the gasoline barrel. Shuo Yu stretched out his arm and stirred it vigorously, testing the water temperature. He looked at the guys who were staring at him in amazement and made an inviting gesture, imitating their leader's original move.
"Please, everyone. The bath water is ready. Do you still want me to rub your backs?"
Everyone looked at Shuoyu, and then looked at each other.
Fanla stretched one leg, wrinkled his eyes, and wondered what this was all about, but as always he couldn't figure it out.
Shuo Yu spread his hands and sighed. Are you guys a little paranoid?
"Well, those who come in later will have to use other people's bath water, if that's what you want."
Shuo Yu looked up at the building. Mi Long's singing voice was so loud that it was hard to ignore him. He took a deep breath and shouted over with all his might.
"Milong, can we take a break? Have you showered? Aren't you afraid of giving your wife Burmese malaria? It can be fatal—!"
Shuo Yu counted one, two, three, four, five in his mind, listening to the clanging sounds of Mi Long pulling his pants down. His whole body exuded happiness and satisfaction, which was really annoying. No one wanted to look at Mi Long at this moment.
Shuo Yu smiled at the disheveled guy and pushed him.
"Come in. Who knows what you got into here in Burma? It's always good to wash it off. You've seen people die from malaria, haven't you?"
He looked at the veterinarian, wanting him to agree with him, but the veterinarian was busy telling a story to Lei Baoer and was having a great time. He didn't notice Shuo Yu's eyes at all, so he had to change the subject.
"Milong, you didn't sing that annoying little song of yours this time? Did you change the song?"
Milong was the first person to enter the Shuoyu medicine barrel. He washed his hands vigorously and also washed his hair. He looked really anxious.
"Ah, you don't know how to appreciate it. Where we are, you can only hear shit for a hundred dollars."
Shuo Yu watched him wash up quickly but carefully, and quickly let him go back. The man on the wedding night was really anxious.
He then turned to look at the people squatting in the yard looking at him, and bent down again to make an invitation gesture.
"Come on, Milong has already washed, everyone, don't wait any longer, don't you feel itchy when you sleep at night?"
Shuoyu helped the vet and Lei Baoer wash their bodies. Bathing a child was not an easy task, but Lei Baoer was quite obedient, at least very sensible, and did not reject Shuoyu's care. He also began to believe the vet's words that children could see through people's hearts and lungs.
Fanla, Kangya and the others took off their rags, including Ayi, and went into Shuoyu's medicine barrel to wash. The smell was indeed unpleasant, but it was very warm, and people couldn't help but make "ouch, ouch" sounds.
No one was left out, a total of 108 people, including Man Han and Nidan who were watching them, and Clauber who had just joined them. Shuoyu boiled six large pots of hot water, which exhausted him to death. In the end, everyone took off their clothes and squatted in the yard to get some fresh air, holding the egg and ginger soup that Shuoyu had just cooked in case they caught a cold. It was nutritious and could drive away the dampness and coldness in the body.
Shuoyu brought a bowl of ginger soup and placed it in Fanla's hand, then sat down beside him.
"Drink it, or you'll catch a cold tomorrow."
"Um, um, did you really meet that person?" Meng Fanle looked at the hot soup in the bowl. The heat went straight through the bowl and burned into his skin, all the way to his heart. He took a sip and then spoke hesitantly.
"Yes, I met him. I went to find Deputy Commander Tang, the senior officer who spoke to Ayi that day. I gave him three thousand dollars in cash and I met him. He's a nice guy, at least he's in good spirits." Shuoyu was also sipping hot soup and watching the stars with Fanla.
"You're crazy, you're really crazy."
Meng Fanlu didn't understand why Banxianer spent three thousand dollars just to meet that fake group leader. Three thousand was enough for them to eat Peking duck every day until they vomited.
Shuoyu just smiled, looked at the moon, put his head on his knees, and said lightly,
"I don't know if I'm crazy, but he really is a good man. Good people shouldn't die like this."
"There are so many good people in this world. Do you have to save every one of them? You will be exhausted to death, man?" Meng Fanle turned his head and looked at his silly smile, not understanding at all.
"But I only saw him. I only met him. The captain is really nice."
What Shuoyu didn't say was that he had met many people like the leader.
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