We have to go back at 9:00. It’s not that Song Tan can’t endure hardship, it’s just that the summer sun is too harsh.
What's more, with Professor Song's level of professionalism, it would be impossible for them to return in such a graceful manner.
For example, at this moment, although Professor Song closed the tablet, he pointed to the height of the hill in front of him: "I just happened to go there on the way back."
"Yan Ran, I remember where you put your hoe, right? Go dig it up and see if the soil underneath is wet?"
The tools they brought were certainly not carried wherever they went. Instead, they marked the selected places and then dug them out on the way back.
That's right... Song Tan thought to himself: If it weren't for the fact that you are all well-equipped with sun protection, I would have thought you were not afraid of heatstroke!
In this weather, her father didn’t even dare to brave the sun and exert his strength!
Yan Ran didn't refuse, he put the things back in his pockets, and when he got to the place, he held the hoe and was ready to dig.
Hum Chi, two hoes went down, and the soil underneath was indeed red and moist.
"Not bad."
Professor Song squatted down and twisted it with his hands: "First make a mark here, and then dig down twice."
Song Tan:......
Forget it, she stretched out her hand: "I'll do it."
The arms and wrists are exposed to the sun, not to mention how white and tender they are.
"Don't do it!" Yan Ran, who had a wheatish complexion but a bit of dark skin, felt sorry for her: "Just wear a straw hat, the sun will be too much on you. I'll do it, I'm used to it, I'm strong."
Well, there are calluses on my hands!
It can be seen that professionals make farmers!
Song Tan grabbed the hoe and said, "I'll do it."
As he said that, he went down with the hoe. My dear, the hoe pole went straight into the soil!
Then he lifted it up with force, and the well-developed root system of the weeds was pulled out, and the few people standing here fell silent.
Without trying it, the soil underneath is obviously wet and sticky.
Professor Song looked at the pit, and then at Song Tan. For a moment, he didn't know whether to praise her for her strength in digging deep, or to sigh that there was a great possibility of water underneath...
There was silence for a long time, until Song Tan knocked the mud off the hoe and put it on his shoulder: "Let's go to the place halfway up the mountain next, right?"
She remembered that Qi Lin's shovel seemed to be lost there.
then--
Before coming, Professor Song walked ahead and looked around.
On the way back, Song Tan walked in front carrying a hoe in a posture similar to that of Sun Wukong carrying a golden cudgel. The four masters and disciples behind him were inexplicably a little reserved.
Wait until the next location——
"Where to dig? Up the mountain wall or at the bottom?"
"On the mountain wall. Be careful, there may be rocks underneath."
Qi Lin, who was supposed to take action, took a step back knowingly.
Song Tan admired his sensibleness, so he picked up the shovel, then replaced the pickaxe he brought with him, and started to dig directly into the mountain wall.
Her sense of water was no worse than that of this veteran farmer. After a few pickaxes hit the rock formations and were mixed with clods of soil, she made a strange sound.
Then a small stream of water gurgled out.
Professor Song was really surprised: "Why are you so strong?"
It sounds like the sound is really mixed with layers of stone!
But Song Tan looked at the water flowing out:
"It stands to reason that there are more stone layers underneath, and the water coming out should be clean. Is it considered a spring?"
Professor Song shook his head: "I don't know, but look at the dirt on your pickaxe, and the terrain here is not high. Even if the water inside is clean, it will be easily contaminated when it comes out..."
"If we look at the water quality, we have to drill out this place and test it again."
Fine.
Song Tan just asked casually. In fact, there was no shortage of water in all directions. He made a mark and continued walking back.
He hummed and climbed up the hillside again. Standing at the top, Professor Song pointed to the pile of rocks and soil and said, "Come here."
"I'm not sure of the exact location, but look at this grass, it's the most lush we've ever seen. It grows so strong in the crevices of the rocks. There's a high possibility of water."
Tang Xiaodong geared up: "Shall I do it?"
Song Tan didn't want to work, but look at these people, there were layers of sweat under the brim of the sun protection hat, soaking through and drying...
Ouch, she couldn't bear it anymore.
He simply pretended not to hear what Tang Xiaodong was saying, and started digging with a hoe. He turned over five or six stones in one go, but there was still a click at the bottom!
Song Tan made a move.
Then, she took back her hand and said: "There are rocks down here, let's keep them for now. We'll wait for the well diggers to come and get the drills to deal with them later."
She could dig through it if she had to use force, but it wasn't necessary.
and……
"If you don't come back, I'm afraid you'll really suffer from heat stroke."
This time no one really refused.
Professor Song's goal of going up the mountain today has been achieved, and he is now satisfied. What's more, everyone is not tired or hot, and they can run faster than anyone else with their hoes on their backs.
Until I descended the mountain and climbed over another hillside, on one side was a tea field that had just been pruned, brown mixed with green. On the other side was a lush chestnut forest, and there were as many trees climbing on the tall fence.
The fairyland-like golden cherry blossoms are swaying in the wind.
For a moment, even the mountain breeze seemed to bring the coolness of the forest, and the expressions of several people relaxed visibly.
Later, Yan Ran came forward curiously: "Your golden cherry trees are blooming so beautifully!"
"certainly!"
Song Tan couldn't help but feel proud: "This golden cherry fruit can be sold for a sky-high price."
"But if you really want to see it, come back in the evening after the sun has set. Your water has been exhausted. Aren't you thirsty now? Come on, I'll cut some chestnut branches and go back and let's eat watermelon."
This time, she didn't need to say anything. Everyone used hoes and picks to hook up the branches. Song Tan took the scissors and clicked the basket, and soon the basket was full.
Back in the courtyard, not to mention Professor Song who unscrewed the water pipe and washed his face regardless of his appearance, Yan Ran also splashed water on her face.
Seeing this, Wu Lan hurriedly chased people away: "Oh Yan Ran! Girls, don't pour cold water on your head like this, it will give you a headache... Hurry, when it's hot, go into the house and take a shower with warm water first, and then go to the living room, the air conditioner in the living room
It’s always open!”
At this time, Professor Song did not refuse. The clothes on his body were also wet with sweat and were stained with white salt.
So, Yan Ran rushed upstairs, and they rushed to the bathroom downstairs with a simple change of clothes.
When they entered the living room again, the cool air-conditioning mixed with the sweet smell of watermelon hit their faces. Everyone immediately collapsed on the sofa, completely liberated.
Then he looked at the large pot of water chestnuts and a plate of cut watermelon in front of him, and sat upright again in high spirits.
And here, Song Sancheng was sitting on the shady corridor, facing a load of water chestnuts in front of him, pulling at the vines one by one.
Oops, there are so many water chestnuts! If I had known better, I wouldn’t have been able to pick them all!