I glanced at Hu Xiang with a sad face, rolled up my sleeves resignedly, found two brooms in the corner of the cabin, gave one to Hu Xiang, and I waved the broom to remove the cobwebs.
Just when Huxiang and I were sweating like rain and getting tidied up in full swing, there was a loud sound outside the cabin that shook the heaven and earth, "rumbling", which almost seemed to pierce the sky.
Hu Xiang and I quickly dropped the brooms and ran out, like two headless flies, running around on the deck: "What happened? What happened?"
Sima Yang said nothing, and there was no expression on his chiseled face.
Sima Qing also remained silent, and the corners of her normally tight mouth slightly raised fifteen degrees.[
Oh my god, am I reading that right? Sima Qing, whose expression is as good as that of a stone in a cesspit, actually smiled... laughed! He actually smiled!
I stopped turning, opened my mouth slightly, and looked at Sima Qing with a blank expression.
Just as we were wondering, a gust of cool wind, mixed with the rustling sound of leaves, rushed towards us, carrying the salty smell of sea water, blowing our hair flying like willow branches dancing in the wind...
With a "swishing" sound, something hit my nose. When I touched it, I saw that it was a solidified piece of mud the size of a five-cent silver coin!