Eight wind does not move

"The pipeline of the sub-pump is broken." Jiang Yu straightened up from the rear of the car and stretched his stiff waist from squatting all the time: "I made a copper plate to support it. It's not a big problem. Wait for the oil to arrive. Then you can drive back.”

He wiped his hands full of engine oil, sat by the campfire, and threw a few potatoes to bake. Bai Guangpin had set up a simple stand earlier, and boiled ginger soup for Zhou Hang.

The surface of the ginger soup is gurgling with small bubbles, and the spicy taste is lingering in the cold night.

"At least the weather is fine tonight, but the wind is a bit strong." Bai Guangpin came out of the military tent, squeezed a thermometer in his hand, looked at it through the firelight, and sat by the fire after reading it: "Xiao Zhou The fever is quite severe, I will find medicine for him to take later, have you contacted the team yet?"

"Contact, Tashi will come to support tomorrow." Jiang Yu found a wooden stick to pick potatoes from the fire.

"Did Station Master Wang scold you?"

"The scolding is so bloody." Jiang Yu's face was full of bitterness when he heard the words of Wang Station Master: "Old Wang went to the county to hold a meeting, and he probably couldn't hold it anymore. I'm afraid it's not a direct blow to my heart."

Bai Guangpin laughed when he heard this, Jiang Yu picked up a potato and threw it on Bai Guangpin. The potato was still very hot, so Bai Guangpin scolded Jiang Yu while laughing.

The weather was clear, and the stars were everywhere in Hoh Xil. The stars in Hoh Xil were very low. Jiang Yu looked up for a while while peeling potatoes by himself: "It's a pity, it's the first time that Zhou Hang is here. It's clear at night, so I can't see it."

"There are many opportunities." Bai Guangpin said, he still felt hot, and repeatedly rolled this potato in his hand, and suddenly realized that Jiang Yu had only baked three potatoes, and asked, "What are you going to do with those two? Hungry?"

"Be hungry first, and I'll see if I can get something out of it," Jiang Yu said.

"Those four people probably haven't been working for long. They are all ordinary pickers. Most of them don't know anything. Why do you have to arrest them?"

"Intuition." Jiang Yu blinked pretending to be mysterious, and Bai Guangpin sighed helplessly.

"By the way, your hand." Bai Guangpin suddenly thought of it, pointed to Jiang Yu's right hand, and said, "Sterilize the poison for you."

"It was just wiped, it's nothing serious." Jiang Yu raised his palm and looked at it. When he was in the water just now, he was scratched by something. The bleeding has stopped. He just bandaged it indiscriminately. The left hand is not very convenient.

Jiang Yu opened his hand, Bai Guangpin poured alcohol on the wound, Jiang Yu's expression did not change.

"Does it hurt?" Bai Guangpin asked, his hand was a little lighter: "I've been dealing with wounds all the time, it's a bit uncomfortable for people."

Jiang Yu shook his head, he turned his face away, and turned to look at the foothills in the distance.

When he lowered his head, he saw Bai Guangpin's hands trembling, and he knew that the other party was still very resistant to this kind of intimate contact.

"Okay." Bai Guangpin quickly cleaned the wound without leaving any traces, took a piece of clean gauze and bandaged it for Jiang Yu: "If you have inflammation or something, it will be really troublesome."

"Thank you." Jiang Yu withdrew his hand, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Bai Guangpin has a serious barrier to physical contact, especially with adult men. He has made it clear that he came to Hoh Xil to work as a protection station worker in such a difficult place, not because of any great dedication, but because of Hoh Xil. The emptiness made him feel at ease.

He said he was an incurable man.

Bai Guangpin turned around and took the ginger soup from the top, took a bowl and poured half of it: "This bowl is for Xiao Zhou to drink, and the rest I will give to the four skin pickers, don't catch those who have finally caught it and freeze to death." here."

"They won't freeze to death." Jiang Yu said, continuing to look up at the stars, and said lightly: "It's stronger than a bison."

"They're all human," Bai Guangpin corrected.

Zhou Hang was still burning a little bit, Jiang Yu first put his hand on Zhou Hang's forehead, it was very hot.The other party seemed to be disturbed, and opened his eyes with some difficulty.

"Is it cold?" Jiang Yu asked, Zhou Hang shook his head and said it's okay.

"Baizai made ginger soup for you, get up and drink it." Jiang Yu raised Zhou Hang's head, and put the bowl to Zhou Hang's mouth.

The corners of Zhou Hang's eyes widened a little, and he turned his head away: "I hate ginger..."

"Okay, I didn't intend to make you like me." Zhou Hang's voice was too weak. Jiang Yu thought that Zhou Hang was talking about hating himself. He leaned on his shoulder: "Good boy, you will have the strength to hate me after drinking."

Jiang Yu was very strong, and he pressed Zhou Hang's mouth directly to the mouth of the bowl without any politeness. Zhou Hang thought in his heart that he was feeding a child medicine, so he resisted drinking half of it and spilling the other half. Jiang Yu smiled bitterly: "Is it so bad to drink?" ?”

Zhou Hang frowned, as if he was holding back the desire to spit it out, and he relaxed for a while before relaxing his expression. Although it was hard to drink, the hot and spicy liquid felt much more comfortable when he poured it into his mouth.

"Go to sleep, it will be fine tomorrow." Jiang Yu wanted to put Zhou Hang flat, Zhou Hang grabbed Jiang Yu's sleeve.

Jiang Yu made half of his movements, and then supported Zhou Hang again, as if he was waiting for Zhou Hang to say something.

Zhou Hang immediately relaxed and shook his head.

Seeing Zhou Hang retracted himself into the sleeping bag, curled up like a small animal, Jiang Yu couldn't help reaching out and stroking Zhou Hang's hair.

Very soft and dense.

"Go and look at Xiao Zhou, I'll ask them something." Jiang Yu walked over with the camping lantern, and Bai Guangpin was sitting cross-legged facing the two heavily tied men, as if he had long wanted to stay away from there. Two people.

"Success." Bai Guangpin got up and gave Jiang Yu the seat.

Jiang Yu didn't sit down either. He turned the light to the brightest, illuminating the faces of the two of them. The night was so dark that the men couldn't keep their eyes open.Jiang Yu first grabbed the yellow hair by the hair, and forced him to look at him.

"You owe us your life now." He said slowly.

Huang Mao didn't nod, but just stared at Jiang Yu fiercely, but there was a guilty conscience in his fierceness.

"Be honest, talk more and suffer less. What do you want to do with so much money?"

"You're not a person with a scarred head." Huang Mao said suddenly, Jiang Yu didn't respond, just nodded for Huang Mao to continue.

Huang Mao couldn't understand Jiang Yu's meaning, so he continued to say tentatively: "If you were a scarred person, you would have killed us long ago, let alone saved me."

"Who will talk to you when you die?" Jiang Yu squatted down and looked at Huang Mao at the same level: "Boss is also curious, which God of Wealth are you going to send this batch of goods to?"

"You guys are fucking tiaozi." Huang Mao whispered, watching Jiang Yu's reaction secretly, he was a little afraid of Jiang Yu's gaze, Jiang Yu's eyes were slightly squinted, like a wolf in the dark, ready to go, as if every piece Muscles are tensed.

"Think what you want." Jiang Yu said, seeing that the other party didn't speak again, he continued to speak: "If you don't tell me, it will be of no benefit to you or me. I can't make a job with the boss, so naturally I am unhappy, I am unhappy."

Jiang Yu shot out suddenly, and punched Huang Mao firmly in the abdomen. The yellow hair was tied tightly, and there was only time to let out a painful cry.

"I'm not happy, you won't have a good time, understand?"

Zhou Hang opened his eyes, besides the sobbing wind, there was the man's tragic scream.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Hang suspected that he was dreaming, he vaguely saw Bai Guangpin sitting beside him.

Seeing that he was awake, the other party first took a thermometer and put it in his mouth. Zhou Hang held it with his mouth open, and vaguely saw Bai Guangpin standing in front of him, talking to him in a low voice: "Jiang Yu is asking, Mrs. Are you noisy? Shall I ask Jiang Yu to speak softly."

Zhou Hang was completely awake now, and the thermometer almost fell out of his mouth in fright: "Is he beating someone?! Isn't he afraid of punishment?"

"Old Wang will definitely be scolded if he finds out." Bai Guangpin said, "But if you don't beat those people up, they won't believe that we are people with scars. Can't pry it open."

Zhou Hang frowned, he glanced at Bai Guangpin, and wanted to say something, but Bai Guangpin put his index finger on his lips, and smiled with his lips pursed.

The voice of the man's screams subsided and turned into a whimpering cry. Zhou Hang heard Jiang Yu finally speak again, with a casual tone but a strong accent: "Our boss is very angry, really very angry, brother Kindly, let me tell you, you now have two ways—”

"One, let me know everything my boss wants to know. I will take the leather away, and I will say that you have been killed by me. Two, I will directly take you back to meet the boss. You choose." Even if it is far away, Jiang Yu's articulation still caused Zhou Hang to feel a chill all over his body. The other party seemed to be silent, and Jiang Yu added: "You have seen a lot of Scarhead's techniques before."

Only the wind was blowing in the wilderness. Zhou Hang saw the camping lantern hanging from the tent shaking slightly, and his own shadow was cast on the ground, shaking slightly.

As if after a long time, the man's subtle voice came again.

"I said, I said everything, don't take me back, I'm just obsessed with money." The man's voice was crying: "I said..."