We have been sailing on the sea for three days and two nights. Looking around, we can't see even a ghost. Far away from the island, there are very few seagulls. Apart from the blue sky and white clouds, there is only the sea outside the ship. In January, it is...
This is a relatively calm period in the South China Sea. If it were May or June and there were strong winds and seas, we would not be so comfortable.
Perhaps it was because our first tour of the South China Sea was just in line with God's will. The closer we got to the lower latitudes, the stronger the northerly wind blew, so it was not very hot.
The South China Sea can be regarded as one of the clearest oceans in the world. As far as I know, only the Sargasso Sea in the Atlantic Ocean can compare. The water there is the most transparent. It is said that it can reach a depth of 60 meters. In the South China Sea, it is not much more.
It is said that things within forty meters can still be seen clearly. The navigation skills of this era were not developed, and there were no sunken ships. If there were any, I guess I could roughly see them with the naked eye.
The journey was very boring. Of course, I am referring to the sergeants. Jiang Wanqing and I are not included. We are on honeymoon these days. Sometimes we are embarrassed and don’t want to be overly special. But in the dead of night, we can’t help but make out.
Fan, their affection for each other is getting closer and closer.
On this day, the wind was calm, and I suddenly had a whim. A few sergeants had just been replaced from the power cabin and were lying lazily on the deck. They had been wandering at sea for so many days. They were really not interesting. Why?
How can we liven up the atmosphere on board?
Suddenly, an idea came to me. I walked towards the sergeants and said to them, "The journey is boring, so why not try swimming competition? It's a mule or a horse, and you have to pull it out for a swim. What do you think? Are you interested? The champion can skip one shift.
Rock the boat," I saw that they didn't have any violent reaction, so I continued, "In addition, the top three will be awarded by my general... and my little lady."
"Oh - so disgusting - let's compete!" A cheer resounded over the South China Sea.
We stopped the big boat, and two more people unloaded a small boat from the stern, swung it out a hundred and fifty paces, and stood still. Several people stood on the small boat and waved their arms at us.
A row of sergeants who reported their names, shirtless and shorts, stood on the side of the ship. At the command, they jumped into the water one after another and swam towards the boat in the distance.
Because the land is close to the sea, most people are good at water. Today I tried it out, and sure enough, seeing is believing. I saw them, one by one, like a shark entering the water, splashing a splash of water, like a few barracudas, moving forward at a very fast speed.
I mentally weighed the swimming skills of those people against my own, and I thought I was at this level. If it was a little better, it might just be a little stronger in terms of endurance.
They moved almost hand in hand, and a horizontal row of white langoustines pushed towards the boat almost flatly, leaving Jiang Wanqing stunned.
When there were still four or five steps away from the side of the boat, there were still two people lined up in the first position, and the people behind were only half a body away. Only at the last moment did the two people narrowly separate themselves from each other.
They were almost in tandem, holding on to the side of the boat with their hands.
The referee** cheered and clapped.
I looked around several times, but there were no prizes. I couldn't get a piece of dried fish. Finally, I asked someone to bring out three coconuts, cut them open with a sword, and used coconut juice instead of wine to give to the champion, second runner-up, and third runner-up. And they
but unmoved
"General, keep your word and ask Madam to present the award!" one person said, and everyone agreed. I realized this and quickly asked Jiang Wanqing to do it for me.
I saw her gracefully walking forward from the cabin, with a pretty face and a faint smile hanging on it, the dimples on her cheeks are intoxicating, and her well-shaped figure, when she walks around, it makes people think that she is indeed more like me than she is.
The feeling of awarding an award
She served coconut juice to each of the top three. What she could drink was that the taste seemed to be immediately different from ordinary coconut juice. She was full of pride but couldn't drink it. She just rubbed her hands together.
I said to everyone, "Even I want to drink the coconut juice that Madam gave me. How about we just ask her to serve one for everyone?"
The atmosphere on the field immediately became lively again. Finally, we split a dozen coconuts one after another, and everyone drank happily. It seems that there is nothing missing in the world, and women cannot be missing. We had a quarrel with the sergeant for a while. Let’s see how long it will take.
It's not too early, keep going
We started rowing again, and we were much farther away than before. We saw the island in front of us.
The Nansha Islands are the southernmost of the four major archipelagos in the South China Sea, with the most islands and reefs and the widest spread. At noon, we boarded the largest one and ran around the island. Jiang Wanqing said to me
, "Brother, tell me, what does this island look like?"
I didn't know why. I thought for a long time and couldn't answer. She saw my difficulty and said, "Tell you, does it look like a shoe?"
When I took a look, it was not "but more like a big footprint, stepping here from the northern continent in one step"
"How about I give it a name?" Jiang Wanqing said
"Okay, let's talk about it and see if it's appropriate." I encouraged her.
"It's called Taping Island. I thought of it because of the footprints you mentioned," she said.
“The image is good, but I don’t think it’s the best.”
"You can't laugh at me" she said
"I think, borrowing your homophonic pronunciation, it's called Taiping Island, which means peace in the South China Sea. If someone has a thicker accent, it's also pronounced as Taping."
"Okay, okay, you still have ink," she said. "It's not like me. Even if I hang it upside down, I can't get even a drop of it out."
"Who said that? Who dares to say that to my wife? Watch me throw him into the sea!" I whispered to her, "Is there... what kind of water? This general knows best at night."
As we were talking, we suddenly heard someone running over and shouting to us, "General, general, great, there is water!"
"Damn, tell me clearly, who has the water? I can't spare you if you don't understand!" Jiang Wanqing covered her mouth and snickered.
He pointed to a place, "I found fresh water over there! It's drinkable."
We ran over and found a puddle under a tree. It was extremely clean.
It turned out that there was a spring hole in a rock crevice, slowly seeping out, and the surrounding weeds were also very bright. We dug the spring hole larger, and soon there was a group of people in the depression using coconut shells as ladles to pour water on themselves.
The noise can be heard far away
I said to them, "Hold on tight, don't waste time here! Get out of here as soon as possible. After a while, I'm going to take a mandarin duck bath with my wife."
We spent a whole day and night on this island. During the day, there were people driving small boats, and one of them actually had a fine net. They caught a lot of snow shrimp around Taiping Island, picked up clean boulders, and spread them out.
Dry the shrimps and prepare to take them back to Tian Wang
I, on the other hand, took Jiang Wanqing with me to swim in the sea outside Taiping Island. She was originally a woman from the mainland and was not familiar with water. However, she couldn't resist me and encouraged her twice, and she became excited. I held her hand.
, the water covered her chest, she was a little nervous
"Brother, I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore"
I said to her, "Are your feet still standing on the bottom of the sea?"
She cautiously stepped forward and tried to move forward, but she was teetering on the edge and held on to my hand tightly. She said "Yeah" and kept gasping.
I laughed out loud. The sergeants on the shore and the boatmen in the water all wisely stayed away from us and said, "You are still walking, at most you are wading in the water. You have to let your body float in the water."
"What should I do? I don't know how to do it."
"Looks like I need to help you." After saying that, I wanted to let go of her hand, put my other hand on her lower back, and pushed her gently.
She immediately screamed, twisted around, hugged my neck with both arms, and never let go. Her legs were also under the water, tightly wrapped around me like tree roots.
The sergeants in the distance didn't know what was happening here, so they turned their heads to look this way, but she still kept that posture and kept yelling. I hurriedly said to her:
"Sister, don't be like this. People still think that the two of us are doing something in the water."