It was still dark, and Yu Jinsheng, who was best at inquiring about news under Shu Changfeng, knocked on the door of Young Master Bo who had been on the spot last night.
The narrow and low cabin door was pushed open with a creak, and the room was pitch black. Yu Jinsheng opened the fire box and found that the bed was empty, the quilt was half rolled up, the windows were wide open, and water vapor rushed in.
He reached out and touched it, and the warmth of the bed was still there.
"You said... Bai Shiqi is gone?" Zhao Wu Jiu was waiting on the deck before the weather was bright, the cold wind was blowing on his face, Shu Changfeng was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he raised his knees with a blanket, and was delighted that he had recently stepped out of the room. The door is frequent, and I don't know how to thank Bai Shiqi hundreds of times.
Yu Jinsheng was a good at inquiring about news in the army, but he never knew that since he got on the boat of the Jiangsu Gang, he encountered Bai Shiqi and he ran into a wall many times.
He lowered his head and was very ashamed: "My subordinate kept staring at Young Master Bo who entered the room last night. He didn't even take a nap. He knocked on the door this morning, but... he ran out of the window."
The window of the cabin where Bai Shiqi slept last night was facing the water, but there was no walkway beside it. Yu Jinsheng didn't give up, and muttered, "Young Master Bai can't... jump out of the window and fall into the canal, right?"
Zhao Ziheng was dragged from the bed by Zhao Zijiu, he slumped on the deck and pretended to be dead. Hearing this, he pouted, "Don't worry, even if Seventeen falls into the canal, he won't drown." He leaned over and hugged the wheelchair armrest and cried: "Cousin, I have a fever! I got sick from soaking in water yesterday, so you have the heart to let me exercise?"
Zhao Wu Jiu lightly touched his forehead with his cool hand: "It's a little hot." He showed no pity, "It's because of my poor physique, I sweated for a few more laps and the fever subsided."
Zhao Ziheng wailed and was picked up by two guards and ran...
On the canal, lanterns were hung on the bows of the boats that were traveling in the dark night. Time crawls slowly with Zhao Ziheng's breath like a cow's breath. It seems that a dark cauldron is held upside down in the middle of the sky. The pot opened a crack, and a ray of light came in, drawing a vague outline of the fields and villages on both sides of the canal.
The outline gradually became clearer, the sky brightened, the darkness receded like a tide in an instant, and a new day came, and the Golden Crow leapt out of the horizon, spreading a golden light along both sides of the river.
Shu Changfeng stood quietly behind Zhao Wu Jiu, and heard the villagers on the river bank lead the cows and sing the country tunes, the time was slow and leisurely, as if it could wash away the color of ten years of expedition.
The water workers on the boat got up one after another and started activities on the deck, and some of them went to replace their companions on duty at night, the whole water boat became lively, Zhao Wu Jiu finally spoke and ended Zhao Ziheng’s morning exercise.
Zhao Ziheng was sweating profusely. Even though he had been exercising for several days, his skin was still soft and his legs were shaking.
As soon as the group arrived at the top cabin, they heard a lazy voice from Bai Shiqi's room: "Whoever realizes the big dream first, I know myself in my life..."
Zhao Ziheng's waist is no longer sore, his legs are no longer sore, and he can't even breathe... thick, he pushed open the door of the cabin, and the scene in the room was unobstructed, but he saw Bai Shiqi leaning against the head of the bed, Erlang's legs, with a quilt on his waist, looked like he woke up in the early morning. When he saw a group of silent people at the door of the cabin, he smiled and waved: "Good morning, cousin! Ziheng, you are too early!"
Zhao Ziheng stomped on the floor and walked over to vent his dissatisfaction: "Bai Shiqi—"
Bai Shiqi moved in a bit with a good temper, and patted the vacant bed beside him, very understanding: "Are you tired? Lie down and rest? It's probably time for dinner."
Zhao Ziheng: "Are you still my brother?"
Bai Shiqi was surprised: "Where did you say this? If I wasn't your brother, would I see you sink and jump into the river to save you?" She looked contemptuous: "Tsk tsk tsk, Ziheng, you are a little ungrateful. , is this how you treat your savior?"
Zhao Ziheng was at a loss for words, but he was exhausted, but his good brother was paralyzed on the bed and went back to sleep, no matter what he thought, he could only turn his eyes to Zhao Wujiu for help, and said pitifully, "Cousin— "
Zhao Wu Jiu pushed the wheelchair in, his face full of disapproval: "Seventeen, you were lazy in the cabin during the good times, don't you know that you are good at work and diligent but not playful..."
As soon as his teaching dean's preaching tone came out, Bai Shiqi got goosebumps all over his body, jumped up from the bed, and said hurriedly: "Cousin, I have something to do today, what's next? The competition has to be arranged, you and Ziheng will have breakfast first, and I will arrange it first."
There were several guards beside Zhao Wu Jiu blocking the door, she opened the window and jumped out, everyone else was startled, Zhao Ziheng had already exclaimed: "Seventeen, don't jump! Dangerous! !"
The window here is facing the river, and it is the top floor of the boat. It is really like jumping into the river. Zhao Wu Jiu urged his wheelchair to rush over in a hurry. Zhao Ziheng also rushed to the window. Hanging like a monkey from the window on the next floor, and grimacing at the brothers.
Beneath her was the surging canal, her fiery red robe swelled in the wind, and her figure fell towards the canal like a bird. The shocked Zhao Ziheng screamed and closed his eyes in fright.
Zhao Wu Jiu has fought for many years, and after so many life-and-death junctures, he almost sweated, but when he was about to fall into the canal, he stepped on the side of the ship that was almost level with the cabin.
The width of the side protruding from the side of the ship is similar to the width of the palm of an adult man, but Bai Shiqi walked over as if no one stepped on the narrow side of the ship, and crossed the most dangerous place. He grabbed the beam on one side and turned over, as if he could sense Zhao Wu Jiu's gaze from the top cabin, he made an ugly grimace again, the flaming red robe flashed and the person disappeared.
Zhao Ziheng still covered his eyes, trembling slightly and asked, "Fall... fall?"
He choked several mouthfuls of water in the canal yesterday, and he still has lingering fears when he thinks of the sinking moment.
Zhao Wu Jiu patted his cousin's big head: "It's alright, everyone's gone." Just now, when Bai Shiqi took off, he couldn't help but hold his breath, he suddenly understood the godson of the gang leader Bai. The way - having a child like this, non-sticks are not enough to check and balance.
Where is Bo Shiqi a dandy? She is clearly a daring stinky boy, her eyes are full of rebelliousness, and she will go wherever there is danger. It is no wonder that Yu Jinsheng, who is the most knowledgeable person under his command, can repeatedly suffer from depression. This thing.
Zhao Wu Jiu thought through this episode, and knew that ordinary morning exercises could not restrain her at all, so he could only admit his frustration in his heart for the first time.
Not long after, the cook brought breakfast, and the cousins ate at the same table. Zhao Ziheng confirmed again and again, "Cousin, is Seventeen all right?"
Zhao Wu Jiu wanted to knock his big head off: "What do you think he can do?"
"Yes, even if Seventeen falls into the river, he won't drown." But even so, he still admires his good brother's ability very much. In order to resist the oppression of his cousin and escape the morning exercise, he actually dared to jump into the river. No. If he had the courage of seventeen and a half, maybe he wouldn't have to be trained by his cousin's guards every day to live and die.
Zhao Ziheng just thought about it. After yesterday's danger, he has already figured it out today. When he came to the deck again, he gave up all the rest of the competition, and decided to be a crowd of onlookers with peace of mind. Give her a hug: "Seventeen, you are all right!"
Bai Shiqi smiled and said, "Ziheng isn't coming off today?"
Zhao Ziheng dressed up today even more than Baibai Shi7, with a jade pendant on his waist, a golden crown on his head, a wide robe and large sleeves, and a jade fracture fan on his hand. One: "What's next, I'll take a look at it today. But do you want to try it out? Your subordinates say that you are strong at climbing masts, so let me open my eyes?"
Zhao Wu Jiu thought to himself: Climbing the mast is just a piece of cake for Young Master Bai...
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Go and write about the young handsome next door. Good night babies.