The next morning, the dawn on the dam was quiet. It was not until three o'clock in the morning that everyone walked out of the dormitory in twos and threes.
Facing the rising sun, Sui Zhichao stretched his waist.
Comfortable!
I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time.
"What is the taste?
Suddenly, Sui Zhichao smelled the unique aroma of flour, sniffed, and turned his attention to the canteen in the center of the camp.
The scent comes from there.
After resting all night, Sui Zhichao's stomach was already empty, and the smell of steamed buns wafting in the air just aroused his greed.
Following the scent to the canteen, the scent in the air became stronger and stronger.
"Brother Wei, today's steamed buns..."
Before Sui Zhichao finished speaking, the smile on his face froze.
What did he see?
The person busy in the kitchen is not Wei Fugui at all, but 'Feng Cheng'.
Immediately, Sui Zhichao greeted with an eager smile on his face.
"Feng Cheng, why is it you?"
Li Jie's eyes were fixed on the steamer, and he said without looking back: "Old Wei has gone home to attend the funeral. I will take over for him during the few days he is back."
Going to a funeral?
Sui Zhichao couldn't help but sigh after hearing this. The moment Wei Fugui received the letter, his mother had already passed away two months ago.
The communication conditions on the dam are really poor.
To judge others by oneself, if it were him, thinking of this, Sui Zhichao suddenly did not dare to think any further.
That scene was so terrible that just thinking about it made him feel terrified.
"Master Wei, the steamed buns this morning are so delicious!"
At this moment, a cheerful female voice suddenly came from the door, and Ji Xiurong sighed while rushing towards the kitchen.
However, when she saw that the busy person in the kitchen was Li Jie, her reaction was almost the same as Sui Zhichao's.
Sui Zhichao explained with a smile: "Brother Wei has gone home to attend the funeral, and Feng Cheng has been filling in for the past few days."
Ji Xiurong was stunned, and then he stretched his head and looked around the kitchen, his eyes sweeping over the steaming steamer and the gurgling aluminum bucket.
Following the aroma in the air, Ji Xiurong took a deep breath and gave a thumbs up.
"It smells so good, Feng Cheng, I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be so good."
Li Jie did not rush to answer, but Sui Zhichao on the side responded first.
"No, Feng Cheng's cooking skills are absolutely amazing!"
As he spoke, Sui Zhichao also gave a thumbs up. With his triumphant expression, people who didn't know better thought he was the one with the best skills.
Ji Xiurong raised his eyebrows: "Sui Zhichao, since you praise me so well, shouldn't you sing an allegro?"
Sui Zhichao chuckled, thought hard for a moment, and patted his thigh.
"Yes!"
"That's a dozen bamboo boards. Let's not praise anything else. Let's praise Feng Cheng's excellent craftsmanship. We even have it for breakfast. Listen to me praise you."
"Big steamed buns, spicy soup, eat a bite, drink a bowl, the gods will not change it."
While the two were talking, the remaining three female college students also walked into the cafeteria.
"Hemp Flower, you have been singing so early in the morning..."
Hearing the unique intonation of Jinmen Allegro, Shen Mengyin couldn't help but sigh. However, before she could finish her words, she covered her mouth.
Allegro's accent was simply poisonous, and the tone of his speech unknowingly took on the flavor of Jinmen dialect.
Hearing this, Meng Yue poked Shen Mengyin's arm, with a smirk on her face.
"Shen Mengyin, your Jinmen dialect is quite authentic."
Ji Xiurong obviously did not forget that Shen Mengyin teased him last night. Hearing Meng Yue's words, he quickly agreed.
"Oh my, who is this? I haven't gone to Jinmen yet, but my accent has changed first."
Sui Zhichao rolled his eyes, gradually figuring out the taste, and then cast a grateful look at Meng Yue and Ji Xiurong.
Regardless of their intentions, these two sisters were obviously helping him and helping him get closer to Shen Mengyin.
It's a pity that Meng Yue and Ji Xiurong didn't notice Sui Zhichao's eyes at all. At this time, their attention was all on Shen Mengyin.
"Humph! Ignore you!"
Being teased like this by the two, Shen Mengyin blushed and ran away without saying a word.
After a while, the members of the advance team came to the canteen one after another. After a night of jokes, everyone was hungry.
However, everyone has yet to see Zhao Tianshan.
How can we serve dinner if the captain is not here?
Sui Zhichao touched his dry belly and complained in a low voice...
"Captain, why aren't you here yet?"
Yan Xiangli on the side replied abruptly.
"Captain, you won't be coming today."
"What?"
Sui Zhichao stared at Yan Xiangli with a surprised look on his face.
At this time, there was surprise and a little confusion in his eyes.
Yan Xiangli talked to me?
Captain, you're not coming?
Yan Xiangli's sleep was very light. He vaguely heard the movement from the laboratory last night. When he got up and came to the door, he happened to see the team leader helping Wu Yansheng out through the crack in the door.
The moonlight was very bright last night. Through the moonlight, he could clearly see Wu Yansheng's appearance. He seemed to be injured. He was limping while walking and grunting in pain from time to time.
Then this morning, he saw with his own eyes the captain and Wei Fugui helping Wu Yansheng out of the camp.
As for why Yan Xiangli suddenly started talking to Sui Zhichao, it was not because he wanted to build a relationship with Sui Zhichao.
It's because he will be leaving soon.
Now that he is sure to leave, all the disturbances on the dam have nothing to do with him. Similarly, there is no need for him to continue to 'pretend'.
Sui Zhichao pointed at himself and said in surprise: "Yan Xiangli, are you talking to me?"
Yan Xiangli nodded lightly.
"Then what do you mean?"
"It doesn't mean anything, it just means literally, the captain will not come today."
"Why?"
Yan Xiangli smiled: "Didn't you notice that apart from the captain and Master Wei, there was one person who didn't come this morning?"
Sui Zhichao looked around and immediately understood who Yan Xiangli was referring to.
"Dakui, where is Wu Yansheng?"
Na Dakui said blankly: "I didn't see it. I didn't see it since I got here this morning."
Upon hearing this, Sui Zhichao showed a constipated expression.
have to.
Asked in vain.
To untie the bell, the person who tied the bell had to be asked. If he wanted to know, he had to ask Yan Xiangli. So Sui Zhichao turned his eyes and looked at Yan Xiangli again.
"Wu Yansheng seems to be injured. The team leader and Master Wei sent him to the dam early this morning."
Although Yan Xiangli had vaguely guessed something, he was not the kind of person to talk too much. Faced with Sui Zhichao's question, he just briefly explained the situation.
Sui Zhichao and Na Dakui stared at each other with confused expressions on their faces.
injured?
Sui Zhichao looked up at the calendar hanging on the wall and thought to himself.
This date is correct. Only one night has passed. Why was Wu Yansheng injured?