The three children formed a circle inward and dug together from three directions. The sand was very fine and dry. After a while, three "small sand dunes" were piled up next to them, and they worked together to dig down. Less than ten centimeters away, it started to take some effort. The sand in the sand pit was obviously a little sticky, and some moisture was beginning to be contained in it!
After walking in the scorching desert for so long, I felt dry and thirsty. At this moment, my hands just touched the sand with some moisture, and an extremely comfortable body feeling was transmitted to the skin of every "sand digger" - it was so cool. ah!
Although the cooler wet sand is very comfortable when wrapped around the arms, it becomes more and more difficult to dig further down. The resistance between the wet sand is very large, which also makes the amount of sand produced each time it is dug out more and more. As time passes, the gaps between the fingernails are filled with fine sand. If you exert more force, the nails will be pried and painful by the push of the fine sand.
"No, I can't dig anymore!"
Baihaba was defeated first, spread out his hands, covered his arms with wet sand, and then smeared it all over his head and face. He didn't care whether he had an image or not. Comfort was the most important thing.
Originally, due to the large amount of hair on his flat head, no one paid much attention to it at first, but after he used wet sand to paste it all over his head and face indiscriminately, it was as if he was trying to make "preserved eggs". The early processing techniques were the same. A few children who were enjoying the cool weather and watching them digging sand suddenly discovered that this "egg" was not round enough. It had a flat surface. It didn't look like an "egg", but rather like an "egg". A "dough boy" who had just been slapped on the chopping board was really funny and hilarious, so these children started pointing at his head and laughing. .
Laughter came over, and Bai Haba just looked back, not knowing what they were laughing at, so he giggled a few times together, then turned back and continued to apply wet sand to other parts of his body to cool down.
Next, little Hemin also stopped digging sand. He stretched out his two red hands and looked carefully. There was a slight trace of blood seeping out from his fingernails. Although it hurt, he gritted his teeth and refused to cry. When I came out, I just blew on my nails and rubbed my hands together, trying to relieve the pain.
Xin Wu noticed He Min's hand and quickly asked He Yixi for some clean cloth to bandage him. Among these children, by this time, almost all were in ragged clothes, like a group of little beggars. In comparison, Next, only his clothes were kept the cleanest.
He Yixi carefully selected the cleanest inner garment on her body and selected this special piece of healing fabric.
Seeing that they were digging so slowly and having almost rested, Kang Luoshan stood up again, patted the layer of sand on his butt, walked to the "sand cave", and took off his shoes. Tools took the place of the two little ghosts.
"Look, you can't do this kind of hard work without me! Look at me! You two brats, stay away, don't let me hit you with my arm."
Bai Haba, who didn't work and only focused on making "facial masks", indeed occupied an important work position. When he saw the powerful Kang Luoshan say this, he stretched out his arms and used the greatest balance to hold as many as possible. With his "arms" wet with sand, he reluctantly walked away to a place out of the way, sat down, and started to "supervise".
Little He Min was very obedient. He immediately hid aside and placed his wrapped hands neatly on his chest like treasures. He also covered half of his face with his fists, leaving only two big ones. He stared at the sand pit being dug, hoping to see spring water emerging from it.
With the power of Kangluo Mountain, the progress of the sand cave exploration has indeed been accelerated a lot. It is gratifying to see that a water-bearing sand cave with a depth of about 50 centimeters and a diameter of one foot was dug out by two people. What's amazing is that at this depth, the entire sand is no longer "covering up" and has directly turned into mud with a humidity of over 60%!
"Great! There's really water down there!"
The sole of the shoe that Xin Wu and Kang Luoshan used to dig the sand pit had already been dug into two holes because it was used as a "shovel", but they didn't care, but were happy that the result was about to come out!
"You're tired too, let's continue digging!"
At this time, Ma Gawa and Dugu Se took the initiative to take off one of their shoes and prepared to take over. Xin Wu turned around to stop them and said, "Don't take it off. Anyway, our shoes are already damaged. If you don’t mind, just take them and continue digging, okay?”
After such a long period of sand digging, even if there was an odor on these shoes, they had already been "dry-cleaned" by the sand and soil many times. To put it bluntly, they were considered to be very "clean" labor tools.
"Of course! Give it to us!"
Ma Gawa was not a particular child. He only recognized this as a good intention and immediately took Xin Wu's "gap shovel" shoes and continued to dig hard in the sand pit where mud had emerged.
Without further ado, Duguse patted Kang Luoshan's broad shoulder, spoke with his eyes, took the "Kang's large shoe shovel", and immediately started the "digging" relay race.
The results of this group of "competitors" were also good: it took 30 minutes to dig down another 30 centimeters, and the diameter was expanded to 2 feet. The thickness of the mud was further reduced, and the moisture content at this time was already close to 70%.
"Come on, come on! Come on, take our place."
The next group that took the initiative to form a group was Shi Baoshan and Ma Shenshen. After all, they were the only ones in the older children's group who had not joined yet, so they were too embarrassed to sit down anymore.
"You are too thin, don't you have any energy?"
The person who said this was Huo Dun. Although he was younger than Shi Baoshan, he was not short in stature. Even Ma Shenshen, who was marching side by side just now, stretched his neck desperately to be even with him. How tall! ,,
"You little brat, you are looking down on me! Do you want us to have an arm wrestling match?"
"Compete!"
The two of them were talking about getting ready to practice. "Future General" Pei Wenjian, who looked mature and serious, spoke: "You two, you have nowhere to use your energy? Can you use the right ideas and dig the hole?" Go deeper and faster! Is it interesting that you two are competing to see who is more energetic and who is less energetic? It seems that you two have really good physical strength. I think you can still walk half a desert without eating or drinking!"
After hearing this, the two of them stopped wrestling with each other. They pointed at Ma Shenshen and said, "You, rest!"
So, the two members of this third group became Shibaoshan and Huodun.
The two of them stared at each other's eyes, took over the "relay shoe shovel", and really put their efforts into valuable places, starting a special "labor competition" between the two.
