This night, this night, I don’t know when it will end.

When the haze on their heads finally gradually unfolded, a long-lost red sun revealed its golden light from behind the dark clouds. In an instant, the light shone everywhere on the ground. Everyone was extremely tired. The fierce flood finally became docile beside them and no longer rushing past them. Now only a golden and warm sunshine was left, which shone the golden luster on their skin and faces, and fell on their closed black eyelashes, flashing with a glimmer.

Cheng Jia was so tired that he had only enough to take a breath. He, Sun Shuao, Gongshunian, Chen Huang, Cheng Daxin and others were all lying on the board with their upper bodies naked. If it weren't for the faint rise and fall of their hot chests, Jing'an would have suspected that they were exhausted and exhausted.

"Young master, young master, eldest master, fourth aunt, are you all okay?"

Jing'an, who carried them onto the boat from the shore, asked anxiously.

Cheng Jia didn't reply, but just looked at the sunrise above his head with a faint pair of eyes. He suddenly raised his weak arm and pointed at the blue sky and smiled, "Jing'an, look, the sun finally comes out!"

"Yeah, young master, the sun comes out, we can go back to Yingdu! Miss, the fourth lady and the others are definitely worried about you." Jing'an said to the three brothers of Cheng who were lying on the deck of the ship.

"I also miss Qingqing. Last night, I almost thought I was going to die too, but now I am alive."

Chen Huang said uselessly, "I really want to go back soon!"

Cheng Daxin couldn't help but think of his youngest son, "The boy said he would wait for me to go back at home and teach him to write."

"So," Cheng Jia shook his head, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "But it's not OK. There are still a lot of things waiting for us here!"

When Sun Shuao heard this, "Cheng Jia, go back first! We are still here! And Cheng Zuoyin is Zuoyin of the current dynasty, so he can't stay here for a long time." Sun Shuao said with his chest undulating.

"Yes, Cheng Youtu, our local county magistrate will definitely organize the post-disaster reconstruction matters."

Jiang Ze said that if Cheng Jia hadn't come up to lead people to dig the river embankment to release the flood, it would have been estimated that several cities around Yunmengze would have been finished like last year. After the flood, there was a ruin. But now the situation is much better than what he thought about at the beginning. "This year is much better than the previous two years. As long as we help the villagers clean up the farmland again, we will probably be able to work hard in the second half of the year and survive this winter."

Cheng Jia smiled and said, "Let's talk about it when you wake up. Look, they are all sleeping and snoring."

When Jiang Ze heard this, he also looked in the direction of his lying flat eyes and saw Gongshu, who had stepped out of Yingdu City for the first time in his life, his fat body seemed to have lost more than ten pounds in a few days, and his round face tended to turn into a goose egg.

Snoring sounds echoed one after another under the sun, and even Sun Shuao, who was still talking just now, fell asleep.

Cheng Jia turned his head and looked at so many people around him, all the way. Some even pressed their thighs on the other person's face. He slapped twice and did not wave it. He chose to continue sleeping. Some people put their hands into the nostrils of another person, breathing heavily, and continued to sleep. Some people really had no place to lie on the deck, so they simply held the pole and hung it on the pole and slept there...

Everyone used a magical posture, regardless of high or low, high or low, and lying together on this sun-filled black deck, snoring the same snoring.

Cheng Jia couldn't help laughing.

Suddenly, I really wanted to go back to Yingdu as soon as possible.

But after touching the coliced ​​stomach, he frowned, "It hurts so much! Jing'an, ask the kitchen to put a bowl of noodles for me!"

Jing'an was stunned when he heard this. He thought the young master was stupid, so he kept giggling, and then nodded repeatedly, "Okay, young master, you wait, I'll go and call the chef on the boat to make it now."

When Cheng Jia's noodles came, I don't know if the oil foam and scallions smelled too fragrant, or if everyone was really hungry. Suddenly, a group of sleeping ghosts turned into a group of starving ghosts, their eyes shining and illuminatingly staring at the bowl of noodles in Cheng Jia's hand, and all the time let out a "gurgling" sound in their stomachs.

"Second brother, you can't eat alone!"

Chen Huang lay next to him, the first to open his eyes and shouted.

"Yes, second brother, no matter how you say it, you should eat it first!" Cheng Daxin also woke up.

Because of Chen Huang's voice, everyone woke up, and they all watched Cheng Jia sit cross-legged on a chair that Jing'an found and eat while holding a big bowl of noodles.

Cheng Jia's actions of sucking noodles were immediately paused when he heard this. Zhang Junyan couldn't help but tense up and said with a smirk, "How can it be!"

"Jing'an, go and ask the chef to cook dozens of bowls!"

"Oh, yes, young master!" Jing'an took the order and left.

But Chen Huang, Cheng Daxin, Sun Shuao and the others couldn't wait, especially Sun Shuao had a good skill. He held the porcelain bowl in Cheng Jia's hand with one hand and his chopsticks with the other. He looked at him with his eyes open and asked, "Are we good brothers? How can we eat differently if there is noodles?"

Cheng Jia looked at Sun Shuao with his eyes, and his tense Junyan frowned, then let go of his hand and showed a smile, "Then Shuao, eat it!" He handed the noodles in front of him.

Sun Shuao nodded and patted his shoulder, saying that he was very good and had a future. He laughed and said, "Okay, I will take your bowl of noodles, and I will protect you from now on! Whoever dares to bully you, I will stand up for you."

Cheng Jia nodded slightly and looked reluctantly at Sun Shuao's large bowl of noodles to suck up all the slightest, "Yeah yeah yeah."

Cheng Daxin was a little dumbfounded, "Second brother, don't forget that I am your biological brother!"

Sun Shuao laughed proudly, "Then you come and fight me, big heart."

Although Cheng Daxin was a few years older than everyone else, he started a family and started a business early. Hearing this, he put down his face and started to grab it. Everyone laughed loudly as they watched them.

Chen Huang's eyes were slightly stunned and looked at his second brother-in-law who openly pleased the eldest cousin.

He ignored his brothers, and indeed there was no human nature in the opposite sex. He said he wanted another 100 portions of noodles, "Jing'an, I'll have to eat enough when I make another 100 portions of noodles."

"Yeah, fourth aunt, I'll go and urge you again!"

Two hundred portions of noodles came, but they were still not enough to eat. Everyone hungry all night and used all night to work hard. Jing'an could only urge under the kitchen one round after another.

If it weren't for perseverance, it would have fallen long ago. So as soon as the flood retreated, they fell to the ground and timbers one by one. Then only Jing'an was responsible for the big ship, so he still had the strength to order the boatman to carry them, support them or lift them up. So these two hundred portions were a drop in the bucket. Even Cheng Jiashi was so hungry that he couldn't bear it anymore and could not care about the etiquette of the princes of the aristocratic family. He could only rush to eat with Sun Shuao and others.

"Leave me another bite!"

"I'm not full either!"

"I'll drink that soup!"

“Delicious, delicious, nothing better than this one!”

"Cut, it's obviously just a bowl of clear soup noodles, and there's no extra salt."

After eating the noodles, everyone lay down together, laughing invisibly, "It's so full...haha..."

Cheng Jia sat in the chair with his noodles and ate. He was obviously the one who was the most hungry, but he was the last one to eat it. He shook his head and ate the noodles with a smile on his face.

Bu Yin stood in front of the tent on the shore and looked at the big ship slowly approaching in the distance. He was so ordinary that he rose to his ordinary face and looked at the young man leaning weakly on the bench on the bow of the boat and said, "We are finally back! It's time for us to go back too!"
Chapter completed!