He buttoned the top button of his clothes, stretched out his hand to straighten his neckline, "You can go, don't run around."
Huang Dan couldn't see the man's Adam's apple and was covered by the collar, "Okay."
He asked in the next second, "Uncle, you buckled so tightly, wouldn't it be hot? It's more than 30 degrees today, which is very uncomfortable."
Nie Wenyuan said no.
Huang Dan looked at the man, as if he was not sweating. He was a little envious, unlike himself, lying on the bed with his shirtless to sleep, he was sweating profusely, and sparks appeared in his head and fur.
Before going out, Huang Dan went to the room to change out of Nie Wenyuan's long coat and trousers, and put on the white vest and big pants he brought.
Wu Nǎinǎi was in the living room, and when he heard Nie Wenyuan say to prepare two pairs of rubber boots, his eyelids jumped, "You want to take him out? Know how much trouble it can cause, or let him help peel the peanuts at home."
Nie Wenyuan took a cigarette, he shook his hand holding a match, and threw out the cluster of flames, "I have promised less than."
Wu nǎinǎi said, "There's no need to bring it with you."
Nie Wenyuan said, "Mother Wu, I'm his uncle, I can't keep my word."
Wu nǎinǎi couldn't understand, what kind of credit is needed for such a bastard, "It's not that I have a prejudice against him, it's that he is like that. He knows how to mess around all day long, and he can't learn it well in his life."
Nie Wenyuan was playing with a matchbox.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wu Nǎinǎi continued, "Like his brother Xiaofei, who can read, graduated from college, and is sensible, that's your nephew."
Nie Wenyuan took a breath, "No one."
Wu Nǎinǎi was stunned, her voice was much older, "Anyway, the Nie family was kind to you back then."
Nie Wenyuan threw the matchbox on the coffee table, closing his eyes and breathing in the mist.
Wu nǎinǎi watched this man grow up, took care of him for decades, spent more time with him than his parents, and treated him like his own son, but he still couldn't see through it, couldn't see it at all.
The living room fell silent, Wu Nǎinǎiyu stopped talking, but in the end he didn't open his mouth again.
When Huang Dan came out of the room, he realized that something was wrong with the man on the sofa. He didn't speak, but just walked over and waited for the other party's actions to respond accordingly.
Nie Wenyuan smoked a cigarette without saying a word, smothered it and put it in the ashtray. He got up and walked out the door.
Huang Dan quickly followed.
The embankment of City T is to the west, and across a road, the car was forced to stop, and the boat was changed. After getting off the boat, you had to walk on foot. Every time the rubber boots were lifted, they brought out a pool of mud.
Nie Wenyuan walked easily, but Huang Dan was very difficult. He was tired and panting. When he got there, he didn't feel tired, because the scene in front of him took all his attention away.
The PLA soldiers wore dirty camouflage uniforms and orange vests. They carried sandbags weighing dozens of pounds and went one by one to block the embankment.
Nie Wenyuan went to talk to the leader, but Huang Dan didn't go. He was on the dam and saw a PLA paralyzed on top of a comrade-in-arms, his legs stretched weakly, his feet soaked in the water for too long, and he lost his flesh.
Huang Dan's eyes swept to the dyke, and there was a rolling flood in his field of vision, and the camouflage uniform in the middle was very eye-catching.
When he saw that some of the citizens involved in the flood fight were suffering from heat stroke and needed help, he immediately went over and pulled people up. He could only do what he could do here, and he couldn't do anything else.
The surrounding air is turbid, and the smell of soil is very strong, which is blocked in people's breath and oppresses the scriptures, making it easy to make people dizzy.
Huang Dan's inadvertently glanced eyes paused. He walked not far and saw a monument of life and death. It was written in bright red words - the dyke is here, and the dyke and the dyke coexist and die!
Looking at the contents of the monument, Huang Dan's heart has one more thing, it is heavy, he has never experienced this kind of feeling before, the time of crossing this time hit the flood resistance, as if he deliberately wanted him to put these two words comprehend the meaning.
The wind was blowing, and Huang Dan's face was wet and sweaty. He came back and returned to his original position. Before leaving, he promised Nie Wenyuan that he would be good.
Nie Wenyuan was still talking to people over there, with his back to Huang Dan, the hair on the back of his head was shaved, revealing a slender neck, which made people want to reach out and touch it.
Just as Huang Dan was about to move his body's center of gravity from left to right, he saw a People's Liberation Army soldier carrying sandbags coming here, and he suddenly fell forward.
Huang Dan was the closest to the People's Liberation Army, and without hesitation, jumped down and ran forward, trying to support him, but because the weight he passed was too heavy to be stable, he used him as a back pad.
Dozens of pounds of sandbags plus years