He had to go back at 9:00. It wasn't that Song Tan couldn't endure hardship, it was just that the summer sun was too hot.
What's more, given Professor Song's professionalism, it is impossible for them to return so casually.
For example, at this moment, although Professor Song closed the tablet, he pointed to the top of the hill in front of him and said, "We can go there on the way back."
"Yanran, I remember you put your hoe there, right? Go dig it up and see if the soil underneath is wet?"
The tools they brought were definitely not what they carried with them wherever they went, but they would mark the chosen places first and then dig them up on the way back.
What you said... Song Tan thought: If I hadn't seen you all fully armed with sunscreen, I would have thought you were not afraid of heatstroke!
In this weather, her father doesn't even dare to work out in the sun!
Yanran did not refuse. He put the things back into his pocket, and when he arrived at the place, he picked up the hoe and prepared to start digging.
After two hoe strikes, the soil underneath turned out to be red and moist.
“Not bad, not bad.”
Professor Song squatted down and twisted it with his hands: "Make a mark here first, and then dig down a few more times."
Song Tan: …
Forget it, forget it. She held out her hand: "Let me do it."
The arms and wrists exposed to the sunlight look so white and tender.
"Don't!" Yan Ran, whose skin was a little dark, felt sorry for her: "You are just wearing a straw hat, and you will be exposed to the sun. Let me do it, I am used to it, I am strong."
Of course, there are calluses on my hands!
It can be seen that farmers are made professionally!
Song Tan grabbed the hoe and said, "Let me do it."
As he said this, he dug the soil with the hoe, and the entire hoe handle went straight into the soil!
Then he lifted it up with great force, and the well-developed roots of the weeds were turned out. The people standing here all fell silent.
Without trying, the soil underneath is obviously wet and sticky.
Professor Song looked at the pit, then at Song Tan, and for a moment he didn't know whether to praise her for her strength and depth, or to sigh that there was a high possibility of water underneath...
There was a long silence, until Song Tan knocked the mud off the hoe and put it on his shoulder: "Next, let's go to the place halfway up the mountain, right?"
She remembered that Qi Lin's shovel seemed to be left there.
then-
Before coming, Professor Song walked in front and looked around.
On the way back, Song Tan walked in front with a hoe on his back. He looked like Sun Wukong carrying his golden cudgel. The four masters and apprentices behind him all felt inexplicably restrained.
Wait till the next location—
"Which way to dig? Up the mountain wall or down?"
"On the mountain wall. Be careful, there may be rocks underneath."
Qi Lin, who was supposed to take action, took a step back tactfully.
Song Tan admired his understanding very much. He picked up the shovel at this moment, then changed it to the pickaxe he brought with him, and started to chisel at the cliff wall again and again.
Her sensitivity to water was no less than that of the experienced farmer. After a few swipes of the pickaxe, the water hit the rock and the soil, making strange noises.
Then a small stream of water gushed out.
Professor Song was really surprised: "How come you are so strong?"
From the sound it seems like the stone layers are really mixed up!
Song Tan looked at the flowing water:
"Logically, there are more rocks underneath, so the water coming out should be clean. Does it count as spring water?"
Professor Song shook his head: "I don't know, but look at the dirt on your pickaxe, and the terrain here is not very high. Even if the water inside is clean, it will be easily contaminated when it comes out..."
"If we want to check the water quality, we have to drill out this place and test it again."
Okay.
Song Tan just asked casually. In fact, there was no shortage of water everywhere. He made a mark and simply went back.
After climbing up the hill again, Professor Song stood at the top and pointed to the area where the rocks and soil were mixed and said, "Come here."
"I can't tell you exactly where it is, but look at this grass. It's the most lush we've ever seen. It's growing so vigorously even in the cracks of the rocks. There's a high possibility that there's water."
Tang Xiaodong rubbed his hands and said, "Let me do it?"
Song Tan didn't really want to work, but look at these guys, the sweat under the brims of their sun hats is soaking through and drying...
Oh, she couldn't bear it anymore.
He simply pretended not to hear what Tang Xiaodong said, picked up the hoe and started digging. He turned over five or six stones in one breath, and then at the bottom, there was a click sound!
Song Tan paused.
Then, she took her hand back and said, "There are rocks underneath here. Leave them there for now. Wait for the well drillers to come and get the drill."
If she had to use force, she could have dug through it, but it was unnecessary.
and…
"If you don't come back, I'm afraid you'll really get heatstroke."
This time no one refused.
Professor Song had achieved his goal of climbing the mountain today, and he was very satisfied. Besides, everyone was tired and hot, and at this moment, they were carrying hoes and running faster than anyone else.
Until we got down the mountain and climbed over another small hill, on one side was a tea field that had just been cut, with brown and green mixed in, and on the other side was a lush chestnut forest, with fairy-like golden berries climbing on the tall fence and swaying in the wind.
For a moment, even the mountain breeze seemed to bring the coolness of the forest, and the expressions of several people relaxed visibly.
Afterwards, Yan Ran came forward curiously and said, "The golden cherries in your garden are so beautiful!"
"certainly!"
Song Tan couldn't help but feel proud: "The fruit of this golden cherry can be sold at a sky-high price."
"But if you really want to see it, come back in the evening when the sun sets. You've drunk all the water, aren't you thirsty now? Hurry up, I'll cut some chestnuts and we can go eat some watermelon."
This time she didn't need to say anything. Everyone used hoes and pickaxes to hook the branches. Song Tan took the scissors and picked up the basket. Soon he had a full basket.
Back in the yard, not only did Professor Song turn on the water to wash his face without caring about his image, but Yanran also scooped up the water and splashed it on his face.
Seeing this, Wu Lan hurriedly chased them away: "Oh Yanran! Girls, don't pour cold water on your head like this, it's easy to get a headache... Hurry up, if you feel hot, go into the house and take a shower with warm water first, and then go to the living room, the air conditioner in the living room is always on!"
This time, Professor Song did not refuse. His clothes were soaked with sweat and had white salt stains on them.
So, Yanran rushed upstairs, and the others rushed to the bathroom downstairs with some simple clothes.
When we entered the living room again, the cool air in the room mixed with the sweet aroma of watermelon hit us in the face. Everyone instantly collapsed on the sofa, completely liberated.
Then he looked at the large bowl of water chestnuts and a plate of sliced watermelons in front of him and sat up straight again with full energy.
On this side, Song Sancheng was sitting under the shady porch, picking water chestnuts one by one by pulling the vines in front of him.
Oh, there are so many water chestnuts! If I had known, I wouldn't have picked so many. I can't pick them all!