flstandardbreds Chapter 851 Father and Son
Chapter 851 Father and Son
Teng Zijing and Jiang Chengyu completed the last section of the survey route along the coastline. When they returned to Jiang Shuo, they saw Deng Zhouyi squatting on the beach, building a sand dune castle with Jiang Shuo.
Deng Zhouyi gathered the fine sand with his slender fingers and carefully built the outline of the moat for the castle.
Jiang Shuo held the shells and placed them on the top of the tower. His silver bell-like laughter mixed with the sea breeze drifted over. The big and the small were having fun until they were sweating and had a lot of fun.
"Jiang Shuo, are you hungry?" Teng Zijing walked over and kicked the soft sand on the beach. "Stop piling up sand. Let's have a fishing competition. We can grill the fish we catch directly. They're fresh."
Deng Zhouyi saw the two of them coming back, and he quickly stood up and patted the sand on his hands. His palms were stained with fine golden light.
He looked at Teng Zijing and asked, "How's the survey going? Are there significant discrepancies between the plans on the blueprint and the actual situation?"
Teng Zijing turned around and took the rolled-up blueprint from Xiang Xiaowu and handed it over. "Not bad. I'll have to work on the details when I get back."
He pointed at the Maserati and said, "Put the blueprints in the car, and take out the box of cold beer and mineral water from the trunk.
By the way, set up the portable grill. We will have a picnic here today and wait for the grilled fish to go with the wine."
"Okay!" Deng Zhouyi responded, picked up the drawings and walked quickly towards the car.
Jiang Shuo glanced at Teng Zijing's fishing gear bag on the ground. The bag was printed with a deep sea blue ripple pattern, which looked quite professional.
He deliberately drew out his tone and teased, "Big Brother, your equipment looks quite impressive, but I'm not sure if I can catch any fish today. Don't be a 'gearhead' who only looks good for show."
"Tsk, just wait and see." Teng Zijing raised an eyebrow, picked up his fishing bag and headed towards the reef area on the coast. "I'll show you what a 'hidden master of fishing' is."
In the reef area, the waves hit the rock walls, splashing white foam, and a salty and fishy smell floats in the air.
"Boss Jiang, come here!" Teng Zijing chose a flat rock sheltered from the wind and sat down. He opened his fishing gear bag and assembled his fishing rod skillfully.
The carbon fiber rod body is light and tough, and the reel makes a smooth "click" sound when it rotates. He puts a piece of shrimp on the hook as bait.
With a flick of his wrist, the fishing line flew out in an arc, and the lead weight fell accurately into the waves in the distance.
Jiang Chengyu stood by and watched him cast the rod and line smoothly. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Looking at this posture, is Mr. Jing also a fishing enthusiast?"
Teng Zijing raised his chin proudly. "I can't say I'm a fan, I just want to try everything new. Anything fun is interesting to me. Isn't the purpose of life to have fun?"
"It's rare to maintain this unfading innocence of childhood." Jiang Chengyu said this with some sincerity.
Teng Zijing was adjusting the tension of his fishing line when he suddenly paused. The scene at the entrance of the Four Seasons Hotel flashed through his mind.
That day, he held Jiang Shuo and argued with Jiang Chengyu, refusing to let Jiang Shuo and Jiang Chengyu leave.
In the chaos, Jiang Chengyu was clearly standing a few meters away. He just raised his hand and he and Jiang Shuo were like being pulled by an invisible thread.
He slid down to Jiang Chengyu's side with a "whoosh". The force was steady and skillful, definitely not brute force.
He couldn't help but ask curiously, "By the way, Mr. Jiang, how did you manage to 'pull' Jiang Shuo and me to your side at the hotel entrance that day? Thinking about it now, I'm really curious!"
Jiang Chengyu stared into the distance, a faint smile flickering across his lips: "It's a set of internal skills that I've been practicing since I was a child. Once you reach a certain level, you can control it at will.
It's a high-tech age now, who would still be willing to endure the hardship of practicing this? This martial art will be lost in the future."
"So you do this even when reading documents?" Teng Zijing imitated Jiang Chengyu's sword-pointing way of flipping through the pages.
Jiang Chengyu's face instantly lit up with a smile, but Teng Zijing suddenly exclaimed, "That's not right! How did you see the contents clearly when you were flipping through the papers so quickly?"
Jiang Chengyu asked back: "Have you ever seen someone read ten lines at a glance?"
"Reading ten lines at a glance? Internal power technique?" Teng Zijing's eyes lit up, as if he had heard something strange.
"These are all made-up abilities from novels. There's also a technique that can generate force through the air. Do these things really exist?"
Jiang Chengyu looked at the surging waves and sighed softly: "There is no smoke without fire since ancient times. The things passed down by our ancestors always have some truth.
It’s just that life is going so smoothly these days that these skills, which require careful practice, are slowly being forgotten.”
While the two of them were chatting, the beach was already busy. Jiang Shuo, Xiang Xiaowu, and Deng Zhouyi worked together to spread out a piece of off-white moisture-proof cloth.
The cloth was soon filled with things: ice-cold orange juice with white steam, glass-bottled beer with an amber glow in the sun, vacuum-packed marinated food, and a platter of cut fruits.
Deng Zhouyi was squatting beside him assembling a portable grill. The stainless steel bracket clicked together, and the charcoal fire was already lit. The red flames licked the grid, making his face feel warm.
"Big brother! Where's the fish you caught? I've been waiting for you for ages. If you don't get it on the grill it'll get cold!"
Jiang Shuo ran over, stood under the reef, looked up and shouted, holding a bunch of grapes in his hand, his mouth full of juice.
Teng Zijing stared at the fishing float with a tense look. After a long while of no movement, he felt a little embarrassed and said with a stiff upper lip:
"Don't worry, the big fish are waiting for their turn down there. They'll be hooked soon."
Jiang Shuo jumped onto the reef in two steps and looked into the bucket at his feet. The bucket was only half full of sea water, empty.
He crossed his arms and shook his head: "Hey, it seems there's no hope for me to rely on you, let me do it."
After saying that, he took off his coat and shoes neatly, wearing only a small vest, and walked towards the reef barefoot.
"Jiang Shuo!" Teng Zijing was startled and quickly grabbed him. "It's freezing cold out here, and the water is piercingly cold. You'll catch a cold if you go in!"
Before he could finish his words, Jiang Shuo had already broken free from his hand and jumped into the sea with a "splash", causing ripples in the water.
Teng Zijing stretched out his hand to grab it, but only caught a handful of air. He looked at the place where Jiang Shuo jumped and saw waves hitting the rock wall layer by layer.
The whole person jumped into the water and disappeared immediately. "Jiang Shuo!" Teng Zijing's face suddenly changed. He ripped off the buttons of his shirt in panic and was about to jump in to save the man.
"Mr. Jing! What are you doing?" Jiang Chengyu pressed his shoulder with a steady force.
Teng Zijing's voice trembled with anxiety: "He hasn't come up in a while! Something must have happened. I have to go down and save him!"
Jiang Chengyu glanced at the sea, signaling him to look. Teng Zijing followed his gaze and saw that the sea water suddenly began to swirl and stir where Jiang Shuo had just entered the water.
Like a whirlpool stirred by an invisible hand, it spun faster and faster, the waves rolled up with tiny silver lights, and gradually gathered into a crystal clear water dragon.
The dragon's body is formed by countless water droplets, and its scales sparkle with colorful light in the sun. It rises from the sea in a winding spiral.
It is about ten feet high. When the dragon's head is raised high, you can see water droplets dripping down its whiskers, splashing tiny water droplets in the waves.
"What, what is that?" Xiang Xiaowu and Deng Zhouyi were stunned on the beach, forgetting to turn over the skewers in their hands.
The two of them subconsciously took two steps forward, speechless at the spectacle they had never seen before.
What’s even more bizarre is that when the water dragon circled across the beach, its body shook and countless silver lights slid down from its belly, which turned out to be fish of all sizes!
There are palm-sized sea bass, patterned grouper, and a few silver pomfret.
They landed "patter" on the open space next to the moisture-proof cloth, wagging their tails lively, and in a blink of an eye, they formed a small pile.
Teng Zijing was staring blankly when Jiang Chengyu suddenly patted his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "May you be blessed. I'm leaving now."
Before he could react, Jiang Chengyu flashed like a shadow blown by the wind and instantly appeared next to Xiaowu on the beach.
The next moment, Jiang Shuo jumped out from the dragon's head and landed steadily beside Teng Zijing, with water droplets still dripping from his body.
He picked up the clothes he had just taken off and made a face at Teng Zijing: "Big brother, take care of yourself!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared like a gust of wind, ran to the beach, and in the blink of an eye he blended in with Xiang Xiaowu, Deng Zhouyi and others.
Before Teng Zijing could come to his senses, he saw that the water dragon suddenly lost its life and its body instantly turned into a stream of cold water.
With a "splash", the water poured down on his head, soaking him from head to toe. The sea breeze blew and made him shiver with cold.
"Jiang Shuo! You little bastard, I'll tear you apart with my bare hands!" Teng Zijing wiped the seawater off his face and roared towards the beach with a mixture of anger and laughter.
There was no real anger in his roar, only the helplessness of being teased. He put his hands on his hips and muttered, "This father and son, one is very secretive, the other is very clever, neither of them is easy to mess with."
On the beach, Jiang Shuo was hiding behind Xiang Xiaowu and laughing secretly. Jiang Chengyu looked at Teng Zijing, who was like a drowned rat on the reef.
There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the waves beat against the rocks, sending a string of silver bell-like laughter into the distance.
Jiang Chengyu turned around and was about to walk towards the business car when the cell phone in his trouser pocket suddenly rang. The ringtone was particularly abrupt on the empty beach, breaking the tranquility of the sea breeze and waves.
He glanced at Teng Zijing who was bending over to pack his fishing gear in the distance. He was soaked to the skin and sneezed involuntarily when the sea breeze blew.
He turned his head to Xiao Wu, who was busy fiddling with the grill, and said, "Xiao Wu, go get the spare blanket and towel from the car and wipe Master Jing."
"Yes, Mr. Jiang." Xiang Xiaowu responded straightforwardly, hurriedly putting down the charcoal tongs in his hand.
He brushed the dust off his hands and ran quickly towards the business car, his leather shoes making a rustling sound on the sand.
Teng Zijing was disassembling the fishing rod into several sections. His wet shirt stuck to his back, outlining his tight lines. He glanced at Xiang Xiaowu who was running towards the business car, but didn't pay much attention.
Jiang Chengyu walked a few steps towards the beach, avoiding the noise on the beach, took out his mobile phone and looked at the screen.
The words "Gu Ze" popped up on the screen. He frowned slightly, but finally swiped the answer button.
There was a hint of uncomfortable concern in his tone: "Hey Gu Ze, how are you feeling today? Are you feeling better? Have you asked the doctor to change the dressing on your arm injury?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then Gu Ze's timid voice came, like a child who had done something wrong: "Cheng Yu... I'm sorry."
He paused, his voice lowering, "I shouldn't have yelled at you that day. Can you... forgive me?"
Jiang Chengyu looked at the surging waves in the distance and said calmly, "It's nothing. You were not feeling well that day!"
"Cheng Yu," Gu Ze's voice was filled with cautious tentativeness, "Where are you now? I... I don't trust others. Can you come back tonight to help me change the medicine?"
Jiang Chengyu tightened his grip on the phone, his tone carrying a hint of helpless apology:
"My right hand has been disabled for almost half a year now, and I can't even do something as simple as this."
He paused, thinking that they were friends after all, and added, "If you really can't trust others, I can only take Jiang Shuo with me. He's quite skillful."
"It's okay." Gu Ze's voice immediately brightened up, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.
"It's okay. Jiang Shuo is a clever, smart, and cute kid. It's okay to bring him along!"
He spoke faster, fearing that Jiang Chengyu would change his mind, "I'll wait for you at home, go slowly on your way..."
Jiang Chengyu wanted to say something else, but a busy tone came from the receiver and the call was hastily hung up.
He stood there holding his cell phone, the sea breeze lifted the corner of his clothes, and a complicated look passed across his face, like helplessness, or some kind of unspeakable fatigue.
In the distance, Xiang Xiaowu was already running towards Teng Zijing, holding a gray cashmere blanket and a pure cotton towel.
Teng Zijing walked towards everyone while wiping his wet hair, and Xiang Xiaowu followed closely behind him carrying his fishing gear bag.
The laughter on the beach mixed with the crackling of the charcoal fire, making Jiang Chengyu's side even quieter.