Poor family mother and son

This coconut picking competition made everyone get acquainted with Chu Qing.

Most of the people on the island are Xiaobao's "helpers", no, it should be the "congregation", the Federation of Hardworking People.

Chu Qing didn't know most of them, such as Ping Jian and Chao Liu, let alone those who hadn't come to greet them yet, Xiao Sining was leading them to rush to build a house.

Gotta have somewhere to live.

Chu Qing was tired enough, so he didn't plan to leave right away, besides, after finally getting so many coconuts, he had to drink enough before changing places.

So, lunch was settled on the spot.

Eating the sea by the sea was another feast of seafood, but Chao Liu was the only one holding a coconut shell bowl filled with Yangchun noodles, which was a "sick meal" cooked by Chu Qing himself.

It is said that getting on the car for dumplings and getting off the car for noodles, even if you take a boat instead of a car, you must have a bowl of noodles. It doesn't matter who eats it, as long as you have it.

Chao Liu held the bowl and slurped the coconut-flavored noodles, then kept observing clearly, and whispered to Ping Jian from time to time: "I think this woman is a bit like our adoptive father."

Ping Jian also whispered back to him: "To be honest, I also have the same feeling. Obviously these two people are not comparable, but I just feel that they are like... how are they similar?"

Chao Liu thought about it for a long time, and tentatively concluded: "Don't do human affairs?"

Ping Jian savored carefully: "Well, almost, that's what it means; you see, our adoptive father knows a lot of things, but it doesn't seem to be what he is best at;
This Chu Qing seems to be the same, but I can't tell what she is good at..."

Chao Liu: "She's good at taking risks! Have you ever seen a woman doing rope climbing at a height of six or seven feet?"

"Both of you," Chu Qing held a coconut shell filled with jade liquid fine wine, and motioned to the two of them, "Drinking? Talking about people in person, isn't it good?"

Chao Liu blinked his eyes for a long time: "Oh... I'm dizzy..."

After a simple lunch, Chu Qing led everyone to move out the "ballast stones" on the ship.

"Ballast stones", as the name suggests, are the stones used to hold the ballast of the ship to help maintain the balance and stability of the ship.

But the "ballast stone" that Chu Qing brought this time was not stone, but cement.

Since Xiaobao said that he has a small island, Chu Qing is going to build this small island into a shelter, in case something goes wrong, he can escape from the world here.

Because of this thought, the first thing I thought of was to build some houses for preparation.

But I didn't expect that when I saw the "a black line" at sea, I realized that this might not be a "small island".

But no matter what, now that there is such a place, it is a good thing for Chu Qing.

This world is too dangerous, and having a "safe haven" always gives me a sense of security.

When he finally moved all the cement ashore, he saw Xiaobao waving his hands in the distance, and Chu Qing squinted his eyes, as if several sailboats were approaching in the sea.

"Who's here?" Chu Qing asked.

"Little Gangan" swooped down on Xiaobao's shoulder, and Xiaobao touched his nose: "It's Shuimaomao, I asked them to bring the cannon over."

Chu Qing: "..."

That's what puberty is all about!
As a parent, don't think that since you are there, everything is under your command, no!Adolescent children will do more things behind your back!
Xiaobao: "Grandpa Huang is going back to his hometown. With his son by his side, I can't let his son find out that I am going to transport guns. Grandpa Huang can keep it secret, but who knows what his son is like!"

Chu Qing: "Why did you bring it here?"

Xiaobao: "You have to try the gunpowder you made. If it's in Linyang County, there's too much movement. You're the Marquis of Linyang, so it's not good for you..."

Chu Qing grabbed the binoculars and looked towards the sea, not forgetting to thank Xiaobao: "I thank you!"

The cloud of my hometown floated across the sky, and it kept calling to me.

There were six more boats. On the boat in the middle, there was a half-grown old man in white clothes and white hair, wearing a black eyepatch, standing upright at the bow, with a straight back.

The hand of the sea breeze passed through his white hair, covering his face with white hair, perfectly destroying the fairy image that the little old man tried his best to maintain.

Alas, Shunfeng can ruin the image sometimes.

For example, now that Shui Maomao has hair all over his face, Chu Qing needs to hold down the bamboo hat all the time.

"Pfft!" Chu Qing laughed, and hurriedly put away the binoculars, not to let the little old man know that Chu Qing saw his funny face, and that this was Wei Chengyi's father.

If possible, Chu Qing really wanted to take a photo of Shui Maomao and send it to Wei Chengyi to have a look.

"Mother," Xiao Bao said suddenly, "Did you find anything after you went to the island?"

Chu Qing: "What did you find?"

Xiaobao: "Isn't it easy?"

Chu Qing: "What do you mean?"

Xiaobao: "If we can go to the island, then others can too. There is no guard here!"

Yes!

It was only then that Chu Qing thought of this problem. It took them seven days to come, and it seemed very slow, but Chu Yuan said that when they came, the wind was not strong enough, and the speed was neither fast nor slow.

In other words, if you come from Ganzhou, if the wind is smooth, you may be able to arrive here soon.

"There used to be 27 fugitives from East Lun here. They came up with the idea. Our sweet potatoes were obtained from them." Xiaobao said.

No one told Chu Qing about this process.

But it sounds like this, and it can also be known that Donglun people lived here, that is to say, people arrived here from Linyang County in the old Donglun Kingdom a long time ago.

No matter where you come from, it doesn't seem too far to reach the island.

"Mother, it's less than three hundred miles away, and we need guns." It seemed that Chu Qing also thought about the distance, and Xiaobao said, "No one came, maybe the boat is bad, or there are hidden reefs, but as long as you want to come , is not difficult."

Now, Chu Qing's heart felt heavy.

It's not that Chu Qing couldn't think of such a simple question, but that he didn't think about it at all.

It has been two years since Sweet Potato appeared. Too many things happened in the past two years, and Chu Qing was overwhelmed. He had never heard of anything wrong with this small island, and Xiao Bao kept avoiding talking about it. Much, so ignore it.

Xiaobao brought the cannon this time, not only to test the cannon, but also to "occupy".

From this point of view, Chu Qing was still not prepared enough this time.

Chu Qing thought that the "small island" Xiaobao mentioned was only a few square kilometers, and the usable land was only a few thousand acres, so she didn't bring professionals here.

Just as he was thinking, Shui Maomao's fleet was already approaching.

Young friends, come to meet today, let the boat ride, the warm wind blows gently, the flowers are fragrant, the birds are singing, the spring is intoxicating, and the songs and laughter are flying around the colorful clouds.

Haifeng brought Hou Ze's voice over: "I've seen Lord Chu!" Then Shui Maomao slapped him on the head: "I want to be called Linyanghou!"

Seeing each other in a foreign land is very cordial, Chu Qing took off her bamboo hat and waved at them: "Master Shui, long time no see, don't come here without any problems!"

Shui Maomao was very happy that Lin Yanghou was still the same old Chu Qing, with no airs at all, and waved his hand: "Lin Yanghou, what are you wearing on your face? It's also a blindfold?"