Chapter 193 Take a picture of him
Chen Jingyang chuckled upon hearing this: "Take me along? There's someone here who can take me along?"
Zhang Pengfei smiled and said, "Of course! I grew up playing with him. He's a really fun guy."
"Who is he? What can he take me to do?"
“You can just call your neighbor across the hall ‘Brother Shuibo.’ I don’t know what kind of fun he’ll take you to, but you definitely won’t be bored with him.”
The "Water Wave Brother" that Zhang Pengfei mentioned is 37 years old this year, but he looks young and is not tall, so he looks like he is not even 30 years old.
He was thin, with the typical sun and wind marks on the face of a rural migrant worker.
He was about to leave on his electric tricycle when Zhang Pengfei stopped him: "Brother Shuibo, where are you going?"
Shuibo exclaimed with delight, "Pengfei! When did you get back?!"
"I just got home this morning, what are you up to?"
Brother Shuibo laughed: "Nothing much, let's go have some fun!"
“That’s perfect!” Zhang Pengfei pushed Chen Jingyang forward. “This is Chen Jingyang, my friend. You take him with you. I have something to do this afternoon and don’t have time to entertain him.”
"Sure!" Waterwave Goth readily agreed, shifting his position slightly to the side and gesturing to Chen Jingyang, "Get in the car!"
The electric tricycle is not big; the driver's seat is probably no more than 1 meter long. If he sits on it, he will definitely have to sit right next to Brother Shuibo.
Chen Jingyang smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Shuibo. I'll be fine sitting in the truck bed."
Shuibo nodded without thinking, "Okay, but it's rough in the truck bed, so you'd better hold on tight!"
Chen Jingyang: (⊙_⊙)
He frowned and couldn't help but look at Zhang Pengfei.
Seeing the look on his face, like a country bumpkin visiting the Grand View Garden, Zhang Pengfei couldn't help but laugh and said, "硌扽 means very bumpy."
"Oh, it's nothing!" Although he was teased by his wife, Chen Jingyang still nodded politely to Brother Shuibo, lifted his long legs on the spot, and put them directly into the truck bed.
Zhang Pengfei taught him: "You can sit on the side of the truck, or squat in the truck bed, and hold onto the front railing with your hands."
The side railings are the iron railings that stand up on both sides of the truck bed. They are very narrow, about three centimeters wide.
Chen Jingyang tried sitting on it; it was narrow and hard, and a bit uncomfortable on his buttocks.
Seeing that he was seated, Zhang Pengfei didn't want to delay their "going out to have fun" any longer. He said, "Call me if you need anything, and be careful on the road," and then watched the tricycle slowly drive out of sight.
"Brother Shuibo, where are we going to play, and what are we going to do?"
"Let's go to the field and catch mice!" Brother Shuibo said excitedly. "I found a mouse hole in my field. Damn it, it ate at least half of my peanuts."
Chen Jingyang: ⊙0⊙
His first reaction was regret—he shouldn't have worn leather shoes out!
Considering that this was his first time visiting Chenjia Village and he would inevitably have to meet people, he wore a casual suit jacket, jeans, and naturally a pair of leather shoes.
There is a river about 20 meters wide to the west of Chenjia Village, and the piece of land that Brother Shuibo mentioned is on the other side of the river.
To prevent the river from overflowing and destroying houses, a seven- or eight-meter-high embankment was built on the east side of the river.
When going uphill, Brother Shuibo twisted the handlebars of his electric tricycle all the way, and the small tricycle roared with a "buzzing" sound. The road surface was uneven, and the tricycle bounced and jumped uphill like a raging wild bull. The shovel in the basket was shaken and clanged loudly.
Chen Jingyang's buttocks were jolted up five or six centimeters off the side of the car. He didn't dare to sit on it again, afraid that Brother Shuibo might accidentally throw him off again!
As it turned out, Chen Jingyang was indeed prescient. Brother Shuibo showed no intention of slowing down at all. Chen Jingyang even suspected that he might have forgotten that there was a living person sitting in the truck bed.
In that instant, a small electric tricycle gave him a sensation similar to the push-back feeling that comes with airplane takeoff!
However, just a few seconds later, Chen Jingyang realized that the experience of going uphill was nothing to brag about.
Because Brother Shuibo didn't slow down when he went downhill!
Chen Jingyang gripped the railing tightly, his heart pounding. He didn't know if it was the strong wind by the river or the tricycle going too fast, but he felt a gust of wind hitting his face, making it impossible for him to open his eyes.
For the first time in his life, a mere electric tricycle that he could easily step on made him experience the feeling of not being able to breathe!
You know, he had never "enjoyed" this kind of experience before when driving a convertible!
Fortunately, just before they reached the bridge, Brother Shuibo finally had a change of heart and gradually reduced the car's speed, allowing Chen Jingyang's heart, which had been pounding in his throat, to slowly calm down.
With his life safe, he finally had time to take in the scenery before him.
It is vast and beautiful.
There is a buffer zone of more than 300 meters between the embankment and the river, where hardworking villagers have planted crops such as peanuts and sweet potatoes. As far as the eye can see, it is all green.
There are many unnamed wildflowers by the roadside, red and yellow, big and small, some in patches, some just a few scattered, blooming freely for you to pick.
The only drawback was that the river water was black and smelly.
Shuibo told him that a paper mill had been built in a city upstream, and the wastewater was being discharged into the river, which is why the river water had become polluted. The river used to be very clear, and he would bring Zhang Pengfei and the others to swim and catch fish in the river every summer.
After crossing the river, it only took four or five minutes to reach the destination. Chen Jingyang secretly rubbed his legs, which were numb from the bumpy ride, and went with Brother Shuibo to catch mice.
Brother Shuibo picked up a shovel, led him to the edge of the field, and dug a few times at a hole about the thickness of an arm.
"Here, take this." He handed the shovel to Chen Jingyang: "When the rat comes out later, use this shovel to kill it!"
Chen Jingyang lacked confidence, holding the shovel in his hand and looking it over: "This... will it work?"
He didn't dare tell Shuibo that this was his first time having close contact with a shovel.
"Don't worry!" Brother Shuibo confidently pulled a white... firecracker from his pocket!
This thing looks like it was handmade!
It's thicker than a thumb and about five or six centimeters long.
Brother Shuibo chuckled and told him to step back a little. He took out a lighter, lit a firecracker, and quickly threw it into the rat hole.
A few seconds later, Chen Jingyang felt a sudden tremor under his feet, followed by a muffled thud, and then wisps of white smoke rose from the rat hole.
Shuibo Ge suddenly had a slingshot in his hand. He reminded Chen Jingyang, "Get ready, we're coming out!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a large gray rat darted out—no, it should be said that it flew out!
Chen Jingyang had never seen anything like this before, and he was immediately stunned. He couldn't even keep his mouth shut, let alone swing his shovel.
However, Brother Shuibo wasn't in a hurry. He drew his slingshot to its full extent and, with a "whoosh," fired a small pebble at the fleeing rat. With a muffled "plop," the pebble struck the rat squarely on the head.
With the immense inertia, the mouse flipped forward, rolling seven or eight centimeters before finally lying motionless on the ground.
With this skill... he should be a sniper!
Just as Chen Jingyang was about to say something in praise, Brother Shuibo suddenly shouted: "Another one came out! Take a picture of it!"
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