After nuclear sewage, I can hear the voices of plants

Chapter 75 "Gao Qianliang is outside"

Carrying the long nails, Jiang Yan carried the board to the backyard. On the soft soil, the long nails could not play its role, but as long as it was filled with water in the future, the water pressure would naturally compress and fix it to the wall. superior.

So now Jiang Yan only needs to hang the plastic sheet on the wall.

Throwing all the prepared materials into the pit, Jiang Yan took out the prepared chalk, mashed it carefully on a stone mortar, then added some water to it, and stirred it into a thick paste, Jiang Yan Yan put it aside and didn't care about it anymore.

The land was soft, so Jiang Yan took a shovel and pounded it down, then took out the prepared long nails and nailed the wooden boards to the height where the plastic sheets met.

Waterproofing requires tight seams, and these wooden boards can only be nailed one layer slowly around the inner circle. Because the ground was compacted previously, this batch of wooden boards did not fall off due to the soft ground.

After nailing the wooden boards one by one, Jiang Yan checked it and then took out the prepared ball cover.

The ball skins are all scattered scraps, but when Jiang Yan was making the armor, because his skills were not exquisite, he did not trim it too finely at the beginning, so that these scraps had obvious characteristics.

Most of them are relatively complete large-scale scraps. Jiang Yan does not need much modification. He can just nail them to the wooden board with nails.

The remaining parts are all scraps that Jiang Yan carefully chopped up with scissors during the production process. Not to mention nailed, even if they fell on the ground, Jiang Yan would have to bend down to look for them for a while. .

Carefully nailing the scraps to the wooden board, Jiang Yan waved the hammer in a circle around the fish pond. After working for nearly half an hour, Jiang Yan finally nailed the ball.

After doing this, the next thing to do is more complicated. Jiang Yan needs to stick the plastic sheet that has been laid on the ball skin, and then cover the spliced ​​plastic sheet on it.

With only two hands, Jiang Yan's efficiency dropped significantly at this moment. One hand held down the plastic sheet, and Jiang Yan's other hand pressed the spliced ​​plastic sheet on it. He took out his hand and took out the hammer. Jiang Yan lifted the plastic sheet. Nailed to the board.

The complicated work made Jiang Yan look forward to Gao Chou's return, but when he released his consciousness, he did not receive any information from anyone around him, which made Jiang Yan, who was working alone, a little irritated.

Jiang Yan spent nearly three hours nailing the plastic sheeting. After finishing the work, the lunch time had long passed. He rubbed his empty belly. Perhaps because it was past lunch time, Jiang Yan did not feel hungry at this moment. .

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yan calmed down, then picked up the wooden board and prepared to start the final work of waterproofing.

As a result, Jiang Yan smeared the prepared chalk mud on the board with a thick layer, and then carefully covered the joints of the plastic sheets. When he found that there was no gap, Jiang Yan took out a hammer and nailed it to the bottom board. superior.

With the help of chalk mud, the wooden board can leave no gaps in the waterproof layer. After the chalk mud reacts, its chemical properties can provide a certain degree of waterproofing.

Like a cement worker, Jiang Yan applied a thick layer of chalk mud on the wooden board, and then nailed them one by one to the bottom wooden board. After a long round of work, Jiang Yan finally completed the fish before sunset. Pond waterproofing work.

Jiang Yan simply cut the upper plastic sheet and buried the remaining part under the excavated soil. After simply sealing it, Jiang Yan returned to the front yard carrying tools of all sizes.

The water in the fish pond cannot be poured in immediately. It needs to wait for the chalk mud to react. Judging the time, Jiang Yan thought that it would take about a day. The fish pond can start working the day after tomorrow!

Putting the tools away in the storage room, Jiang Yan sat on the Taishi chair to rest. Looking at the cement road outside the door, Jiang Yan's brows slowly furrowed.

"How come it's been three days and Gao Chou hasn't come back yet?"

The 20-kilometer journey takes about six hours on foot. Theoretically, if Gao Chou goes out in the morning, he can reach the rice fields he has seen before in the evening.

Including the time it took Gao Chou to find a shelter for himself, he didn't work on the first day, started collecting rice on the second day, and started rushing back on the morning of the third day. By this time, he should be home.

"You're not home yet? You're not out in the cold, are you?"

Recalling the pythons, gorillas, and crocodiles he encountered in the jungle, some bad images suddenly emerged in Jiang Yan's mind. "probably not."

Shaking his head to get rid of the chaotic thoughts in his brain, Jiang Yan judged rationally that Gao Chou's survivability was stronger than his own. It would be difficult for him to die in the wild with a pistol, not to mention that there was no way to hide any wild animals in the rice fields. animal.

With nearly a hundred kilometers around, only Jiang Yan's location is the closest to the mountain range, and this mountain range is just Nanshan Mountain and Bailong Mountain.

As for the rice fields in my memory, there are only large areas of farmland around them, and there are no wild trees at all. Even in the past 50 years, it would be difficult to grow into a dense forest like Nanshan. As for the existence of large animals like boa constrictors, the probability of their existence is It's even less low.

"So, what is Gao Chou?"

Thinking rationally, there are only a few possibilities if Gao Chou doesn't come back today.

One is to be bitten to death by small animals such as venomous snakes and scorpions, but the probability is extremely low.

The second is that the probability of being bitten to death by a large animal such as a python is close to zero.

The third is to betray himself and find a better adoptive father. This possibility is close to zero.

The fourth point is the most likely to happen.

It was because Gao Chou encountered something on the road that delayed his return home.

Sitting on the chair, Jiang Yan kept swaying. After a tiring day, she didn't even eat lunch. Her crazy thinking now made her head dizzy. She gave up the random thoughts in her head and Jiang Yan He stood up from the chair, walked to the stove, and made himself a simple dinner.

After swallowing two sticks of corn, Jiang Yan washed up briefly, then returned to the farmhouse and fell asleep, worrying about what to do tomorrow.

If you can't come back, then you can't come back. It's important to sleep.

. . . . .

In the early morning, there were dark clouds, and the sun was hidden behind the clouds. When Jiang Yan woke up, she simply washed up, looked up at the gloomy sky, and couldn't help but complain.

"unlucky."

Opening the door of the chicken coop, he released the chickens from the chicken coop, took out the shovel and shoveled out the leftover corn cobs in the chicken coop, and Jiang Yan dried them on the cement platform.

After doing all this, Jiang Yan started to water the plants according to the example. With the irrigation from the well, the surrounding plants began to exude vitality.

"Boss! I miss you!"

"Boss, I want to eat some meat."

"Boss, my leaves are itchy, can you help me scratch them?"

The noisy and random sounds made Jiang Yan, who was already unhappy, more and more irritable. He tore off a blade of grass. Jiang Yan returned to the farmhouse with the bucket, took out a book from the storage room, and sat on the Taishi chair. Started reading.

Jiang Yan didn't have any work to do today. The crocodile meat stored at home could last for three days. The fish pond in the backyard needed to be dried in the shade. Jiang Yan, who had no work on his hands, simply read a book.

(End of this chapter)