"No matter, at least, now, there are only the two of us here. Come on, brother, how do you plan to survive this 'one-month retreat'? Just practice this pile of junk every day? There are too many of them! You won't be able to practice it Are you vomiting? ---By the way, here is just such a broken carriage. What are you going to eat for a month? I don't see any food here, or a place where you can make a fire for cooking?"
Mude was a little tired from sitting, so he stood up. In this space that was too narrow for him, he tried his best to find a suitable gap, stretched his arms and legs, and found a new topic - also a , quite a "fatal" topic:
eat.
"Look, it's all here!"
Xinwu reached under the seat of the card bag and pulled out a large wooden box. He opened the lid and pointed at the military cans inside, such as compressed biscuits, sardines, luncheon meat, etc. It was quite complete. !
"Awesome! This carriage of yours must be a military train! It has everything."
Wu Chu stretched out his thumb and gave a big "like".
"Let's forget it. Anyway, there is no shortage of food."
Xin Wu took out the top piece of compressed biscuit, threw it to Wu Chu, and said:
"Nothing to entertain, just give it a try!"
"Okay! Let me give it a try. I have never tasted the real military-supplied 'compressed biscuits'. The ones bought in the supermarket are all fake and not very satisfying at all! Let me experience this... "
Mude stretched out two fingers, pinched it accurately, and easily tore the aluminum foil wrapping paper on it. He put it into his mouth and half of it went down. He chewed it so deliciously that he commented while chewing:
"Well, the taste is good! It tastes better than the ordinary version in the supermarket! The hardness is as solid as porcelain! At first glance, it is enough for the scale and not to fool people. It's delicious! It's delicious!"
Once Muchu started eating, he completely returned to the feeling he had in the Wangli era.
"Li'er, you are still so good at eating! Haha, now, you are the master of time! Don't pay attention to your image and eat more gracefully."
Xin Wu shook his head and smiled bitterly, looking at Wu Chu who had regained his sense of being a king.
"What kind of image do you want? Here, it's just you, me. What don't you know about me? I'm too tired to pretend in front of you! That's all I am, what can you do to me? Haha!"
Wang Li had already finished the small compressed biscuit in a few strokes. He kneaded the packaging aluminum foil into a metal ball and kneaded it until it made a "rattling" sound, responding to Xin Wu's "warning".
"Okay, okay, you can do whatever you want, I don't even bother to care about you."
Xin Wu shook his head and nodded again, as if he didn't want to get entangled in this issue anymore.
"This is not possible. If you really don't care about me, I will starve to death here."
Wang Li suddenly sat back again, threw the metal dumpling in his hand at Xin Wu, and said with a bad smile in his throat.
"You!...Hey, there is a 'Jiao'o' made by Yangguan here. If you want to go out, just put it on and go. How can I starve to death?"
Xinwu threw the metal dumpling onto the gelcoat and reminded Wang Li to "solve".
"That! I don't want that. I just want to supervise how you work. Are you lazy? Are you bored? If you are bored, I can also talk to you, right? Haha..."
In response, Wang Li smiled again and his uneven teeth looked particularly white under the light of the only work desk lamp.
"Okay! If you want to stay, just stay there; if you can help me with anything, just figure it out yourself. I have a work schedule. It takes one month. If I promise that I can finish it, I will definitely fix it. Finished. If you are sleepy, you can sleep in the back stall. - If you think it is too short, just pull the box over and put your feet on it to make it fit."
Xin Wu pretended to start "working seriously" again, but at the same time, he also found several possibilities for Wang Li.
"I'm not going to sleep. It's only what time it is! I'd better work with you first! If you can do more, you can finish it earlier and get out of seclusion earlier, right? Haha, I'm fine!"
Wang Li took the "workbook" over and carefully flipped through the pages, thinking about what he could do.
"How did you arrange your original plan? One month, 388 pieces, that is, 13 pieces need to be repaired every day in 30 days. What is your current progress? How many have been completed?"
Once Wang Li gets serious, he doesn't look like a big silly guy who only knows how to make haha, but is very precise and sophisticated.
"Yes, you have also seen that I am doing 14 tasks every day: 7 in the morning and 7 in the afternoon. The particularly difficult ones are placed at the end, and the ones in front are simple and not very brain-burning. It is now the 6th day. According to the plan, I should have completed 84 items. Now, as you can see, you have added a plug, and I have completed 85 items. Today's task has been 'exceeded'. In fact, , it’s time to rest. I usually go to bed at 8 o’clock in the evening and prepare to fall asleep.”
Xinwu also answered seriously.
"Bed? The bed you're talking about is probably the pair of card-pack seats at the back!"
Wang Li stood up, looked at the booth at the back again, turned back and said to Xin Wu.
"Yes, we are sitting in the same group, facing each other. If you don't mind, let's each take a nap tonight."
Xin Wu nodded and did not deny it.
"Brother! You've had a hard time! You really think of yourself as an ascetic! Practice!"
Wang Li looked at the "bed" and then at Xin Wu, shaking his head like a rattle and spreading his hands, looking very helpless.
"It's just a sleep, what better conditions! We have slept in a dormitory like that, and we don't let you climb up. It's comfortable enough, but we don't want to sleep because we don't like this or that. You can put on your 'Jiao'o' right away and go back to the big villa in Dumu! You don't mind being scared in a gloomy place! You decide for yourself whether you want to sleep or not, I, but I’m tired!”
After Xin Wu finished speaking, he lifted up the small movable desk lamp, swung it to the card holder at the back, placed it on the small table in the middle, and then, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, left it ready for Wang Li's sleeping side. I dusted the upholstery on the seat bag vigorously, pulled it straight and smoothed it; then I took the initiative to fall asleep on the side I chose, exaggeratedly, and muttered:
"Who said that? If you can stand, don't run. If you can sit, don't stand. If you can lie, don't stand. Oh! It's so comfortable! This day has made me exhausted. It's time! I can finally sleep!..."
Xinwu's "performance" was so exaggerated that even a "tolerant" person like Wang Li couldn't stand it anymore. He directly pulled the box under the card bag seat and moved it to the foot aisle. He took off his shoes and pointed his head toward the car window. He and Xin Wu also lay down carelessly, muttering:
"Okay! Why don't you just take a nap! Why are you so fussy about it! My brother is not going anywhere, just stay here with 'Wolong'. Come, tell me a story or sing a little song to coax you to sleep. chant?"
It was as if they were competing to see who was the more rogue. It had been a long time since the two brothers chatted about mountains and rivers, had lying meetings, and gradually fell asleep...
