Slightly sweet when I first heard it

This warehouse is not big, half of it is empty, only six bamboo rafts are left, each of which is five meters long and three meters wide.

It's unbelievable that such a thing exists.

Wen Qingyin said to Yan Jinghuai: "Grandpa made it himself. He was a fisherman when he was young, and he was very good at doing these things."

"He even made a boat by himself. It's a pity that we came late and were taken away by dad and dad first."

"The old man always said that this is the upstream water source, which will affect the city's water use. We are not allowed to throw garbage in it, and we are not allowed to drive yachts in the river."

"He made two boats out of wood and bamboo, insisting that they are environmentally friendly and pollution-free."

Wen Qingyin complained, "He is just stubborn. I consulted a teacher who specializes in water conservancy, and they said that this river is not connected to the city's waterways."

Yan Jinghuai rubbed her head: "If grandpa knows, you must be very happy to remember his words so clearly."

Wen Qingyin didn't expect him to answer like this, she froze for a few seconds, then smiled.

Who would have thought that this man, who had a scumbag face, was actually so gentle.

The two were eye to eye, when Hor Nange suddenly suggested: "Since the bamboo raft is here, let's try that one."

Li Yuchen and Qian Siyuan were at a loss, "Which one?"

This is a secret unique to the Wen family brothers and sisters.

Wen Qingyin rolled up his sleeves, "Okay, I've wanted to try it a long time ago."

The five people went back and forth several times, and finally carried all the bamboo rafts to the river.

Yan Jinghuai watched the video of "Discharging" and asked worriedly: "This looks so professional, can we really do it?"

Drainage is a way of transporting wood by means of water.

Mr. Wen Bada was very good at this craft when he was young.

Later, when he became famous, he occasionally missed his youth, so he made a few bamboo rafts by himself, and played with them when his hands were itchy.

The young He Nange and Wen Qingyin had seen him 'discharge'.

In their hearts, this craft is very magnificent, although there is only one person, it has the effect of thousands of troops.

Wen Qingyin was full of confidence, "Don't worry, I've seen Grandpa let it go many times, it's easy."

He Nange was also eager to try, "I've even sat on it, it's super cool."

But he didn't forget about safety, he threw the life jacket to Wen Qingyin: "Put it on. You're the only landlubber here."

He muttered, "It's weird too. Why can't I learn to swim when I can learn other things?"

Yan Jinghuai helped Wen Qingyin put on the life jacket, looked at the somewhat turbulent river, and asked, "Are you sure it's all right?"

Wen Qingyin is still confident, "Trust me."

As expected of a big brother, He Nange puts safety first.He decided to go to the next row first, and wait for the trial release to be successful, and then five together.

As a young sportsman, Wen Qingyin is of course ranked first.

She stood firmly on the bamboo raft and propped up the bamboo pole, "Are you ready!"

The fourth brother men tremblingly held each other's hands.

Qian Siyuan complained, "This boat is leaking."

Wen Qingyin was impatient, "You don't wear swimming trunks anymore, if you leak it, you will leak it."

Li Yuchen asked He Nange, "The five of us together weigh more than 400 catties, can the little wild boar carry it?"

He Nange turned his clever brain: "Theoretically, a 28-year-old woman can't do this, but what we are discussing is Wenjianjian."

Wenjianjian never disappoints.

It wasn't until He Nange finished speaking that the bamboo raft moved when she heard her "hey".

The bamboo raft went down the river smoothly, and everyone gradually felt relieved.Floating forward for a while, strange rocks protruded on both sides, and the waterway narrowed suddenly.

Yan Jinghuai and He Nange sounded a reminder at the same time.

Unexpectedly, the two of them spoke only when they heard a 'plop', and one of them fell into the water with a voiceless sound.

The whole process was extremely smooth, and when the few people on the boat thought of rescuing, Wen Qingyin had already surfaced in the life jacket.

Everyone rushed to pull her up, Qian Siyuan was puzzled: "This, what's the matter?"

Wen Qingyin angrily stabbed the protruding embankment with a bamboo pole, "I just accidentally—"

Before the words fell, she fell again.

Because of too much force, she even rolled into the water.

Yan Jinghuai could only pick her up again.

Wen Qingyin was not convinced, and took out what she had learned all her life to curse the street.She became more frustrated and courageous, and wanted to try again, but He Nange had already snatched the bamboo pole.

He Nange stood up, against the light, and stared at her condescendingly, "You have no chance."

It's still the same road, and it's still the same person looking for trouble.

Because He Nange was not physically strong enough, he even drove everyone out, leaving only Wen Qingyin who was the lightest.

Li Yuchen, Qian Siyuan, Yan Jinghuai and the others dared not speak out, so they could only follow behind.

After reaching the 'death' river, Li Yuchen wanted to tell He Nange to be careful, only to hear two 'plops' and 'plops', and both of them fell off the boat.

The culprit was He Nange.

He had the posture of "I can't help but let my fate go", exerted all his strength, and poked hard at the shore, trying to change the direction.

As we all know, the effect of force is mutual.

And because the weight of the two people on board was not enough, the boat capsized.

Fortunately, the river is not deep and the weather is hot, so it is cool to soak in the water.

Several people struggled to straighten the bamboo raft, because their bodies were wet, and the process of climbing up was very difficult, just like seals going ashore.

Five seals are struggling to jump up the row, and a small wooden boat is approaching from far to near.

Wen Yuming's fishing rod poked Wen Qingyin, "What are you doing? I saw you jumping into the river from a long distance away, and scared all the fish away."

After everyone finished crying, He Yihong lit a cigarette, his face full of melancholy.

There may be a problem with Feng Shui here.

Raising Wen Yuming, who doesn't work in limbs and doesn't distinguish grains, not to mention, a normal child is also biased.

He Nange and Wen Qingyin were very unconvinced, and they swore that releasing row is definitely a kind of martial arts secret book, which cannot be learned by ordinary people.

He Yihong was worrying about the future of the old Wen's family, so he replied casually: "How can you say so evil, Wen Yuming will."

As soon as the words fell, he regretted it.

Wen Yuming doesn't like others to mention this matter.

He looked at Wen Yuming apologetically, but Wen Yuming didn't seem to care.He rolled up his sleeves enthusiastically, "Today I will tell you to open your eyes."

There is silence all around, only the wind blowing through the forest, making a soft 'rustling' sound.

There were no waves on the water surface, and six bamboo rafts were lined up vertically along the current.There was nothing else on board, except for one person standing in the lead position.

This person lost his hand, the leading bamboo raft moved forward slowly, and the bamboo raft behind him slowly followed as if tied by a rope.

When the boat reached the center of the lake, the sky suddenly changed, the wind was wrinkled, and the water flow was turbulent.The people on the boat still had a leisurely attitude, and the row behind them did not see any anxiety, they were orderly and galloped away along the current.

There is only one person in the world, but he has the aura of thousands of troops.

The five of them and He Yihong huddled together on the small wooden boat, watched with bated breath, and clapped and applauded.

Qian Siyuan suffered from an occupational disease and recorded the whole process with his mobile phone.He said: "Wow, my old uncle still has this skill. He really looks like a hero."

Wen Qingyin also said: "My dad is like a grandpa."

He Yihong couldn't bear the damage to the old man's reputation, and corrected him: "It's only like this time."

He smiled and shook his head, and drove Yan Jinghuai, Li Yuchen, and Qian Siyuan off the boat: "Go down, a person weighing more than 300 kilograms will crush the boat again."

After finishing speaking, he and He Nange each had an oar, "Let's go, let's go back."

Wen Qingyin asked: "Aren't you waiting for my dad?"

He Yihong threw the cigarette into the mineral water bottle, "Your dad has gone back."

Wen Qingyin muttered, "So out of gregarious."

Wen Yuming was in a hurry to go back to take a shower.

Unlike Wen Qingyin, Wen Yuming was not born into a rich second generation.By the time Wen's family is rich, he will be almost twenty.

He was going through a rough time as a child.

At that time, Mr. Wen Bada was still making a living by fishing, and there was always a lingering fishy smell in his house.

Wen Yuming also has it on his clothes.

In school, not only classmates, but sometimes teachers also think he is stinky.

This is what made him sick.Even now, when he enters Forbes every year, he still feels that he has a fishy smell that cannot be removed.

Therefore, he must wear perfume when he goes out, and he must take a bath when he is on a boat.

He had grown up long ago, but part of his soul had already remained at that age when he was looked down upon by others.

It's a secret, even Mr. Wen doesn't know about it.

Now that I think about it, it wasn't all because I was grateful to the old man that I tolerated this silly brother.

He Yihong lit a cigarette again, "Do you think it's easy to vent? Whoever is sweaty doesn't want to go home and take a shower."

He simply put the oar plug in Qingyin's hand, "Row quickly."

Li Yuchen asked: "Dad, what about the three of us?"

He Yihong really didn't want to recognize this son.

He said angrily, "Swim back. It's only a few hundred meters, and it will exhaust you to death."

When Yan Jinghuai came out of the shower, it was raining outside.

The rain fell on the window thinly and densely, dragging out wet water marks.The leaves of the tree by the window were soaked green by the rain, scratching the glass one after another.

Wen Qingyin was wearing off-white home clothes, sitting cross-legged on the bay window reading a book.

There was a soft blanket on her lap, which probably felt so good to the touch that she always stroked it unconsciously.

The bay window was huge, Yan Jinghuai sat beside her and touched the blanket.

Only then did he realize that the blanket was very old.

"Does it feel particularly good?" Wen Qingyin seemed to show him some treasure: "This is my comfort blanket when I was a child. My mother said that I would only sleep if I was wrapped in this blanket."

Yan Jinghuai knew about this.

When Xu Qingwu was a child, there was a period of time when she liked his torn sweater that was worn to the point of pilling, and she always had to touch it before she would go to sleep.

She also named the sweater something like 'Mimi' or 'Hum' and declared it her best friend.

Yan Jinghuai teased her: "You don't know how to name the blanket, let it be your best friend."

"What are you talking about." Wen Qingyin shook off her blanket and showed him the kitten on it, "She is my best friend."

This is a chubby cihua cat with a chubby body and short legs.

Yan Jinghuai remembered, "Grandpa said, you want to raise a cat."

Wen Qingyin stroked the kitten and said to him, "I'll tell you a secret."

"When I was a child, I really, really liked this cat. I even gave her snacks."

"Later when I grew up and had other friends, Maomao stayed in the past with my childhood."

"But oh, when I was thirteen, she came back to life and saved my life."