At dawn, Uncle Feng was still carrying water endlessly, and when he kept filling other people's fields with river water, Uncle Feng also thought of himself. Could he also carry water for his own fields? However, he had no land, so he could only carry water and save seedlings for people.
The grain fields on the mountains in Shaoqiu were also withered at this time. In a few days, this huge field of crops would most likely die. Uncle Hua is even more eager for this. At that time, he even wants to light a big fire in Shaoqiu's fields and burn all his crops, leaving them with no harvest. Otherwise, his wife will never believe it. He is a fool. As long as it is proven that this Shaoqiu is a fool, then the probability of Xiaohua remarrying into this Shaoqiu's house will be almost zero, otherwise it will take some trouble for his wife to cause trouble.
The thing that Uncle Hua is most worried about is that Uncle Feng carries water for Shaoqiu's field. As long as the river water is poured in and all the seedlings are saved, this large area of seedlings will have a good harvest, and he will mercilessly compete with his own crops. . In this way, asking his wife to believe that Shaoqiu is a fool would be tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger.
At this time, Hua Bo stayed in his own field, while the adjacent Shaoqiu field was already filled with the smell of death. It won't be long before Shaoqiu's seedlings are doomed. As a result, Xiaohua will no longer marry into this poor family. This is a great blessing for Xiaohua. Otherwise, it is not impossible to live without food or clothing for the rest of his life, and it is not impossible to end up in Fireworks Alley in the future. In this case, this Shaoqiu can be said to be too poisonous. Even if he dies, he will have to struggle from the grave. Climb out and chop him twice.
However, wouldn’t it be better if we could nip problems in the bud? Then he hurried from the mountain to Uncle Feng's side. He saw that Uncle Feng was carrying water, so he couldn't disturb him for a while. After all, it was important to save the seedlings, so he quietly sat aside and looked at Uncle Feng.
I don’t know why, but this skinny old man has such amazing strength that Hua Bo didn’t dare to talk to him at this time. He was afraid that he might offend him by accident and hit himself with his fist. Isn’t that right? Deadly? But for the sake of Xiao Hua, and for the sake of knocking Shao Qiu down, he didn't care about anything. He came closer, bowed, and said the best words, and there was a smile on his face, no matter how cruel the person was. , It’s not like I’m going to hit the smiling person.
Uncle Feng happened to be tired from working, so he sat aside to rest. When he saw Uncle Hua sitting next to him, he also glanced at him, "Is something wrong?" Uncle Feng asked.
"It's nothing, but I'm just telling you not to carry water for Shaoqiu's field," Hua Bo said mysteriously, "I had a dream yesterday, saying that if you carry water for Shaoqiu's field, every day Carrying a load of water takes one year off your life."
"Is this happening?" Uncle Feng asked indifferently.
"It's absolutely true. I lied to you that I was a puppy." Hua Boli said confidently.
"Yeah, I got it, thank you for reminding me," Uncle Feng took a puff of the cigarette and spit it out. He was quite contented for a moment. Seeing that Uncle Hua still hadn't left, he asked again, "Is there anything else?"
"I would like to ask you to carry a load of water for my field," Hua Bo said. "Otherwise, my family of three will starve to death."
After Hua Bo said this, he sat next to Uncle Feng, sobbing, and hated himself for not being as strong as Uncle Feng. Otherwise, why would he ask for help, and why would he worry about not having enough to eat? At this time, he was afraid that Uncle Feng would not agree to him. In this case, the seedlings in Datian would be dead, and he would be laughed at by Shaoqiu. He was hungry and anxious, and his wife did not know whether she would do something shameful. Woolen cloth?
"It's okay. In return for your reminder, I can pick up a load of water for you for free, which is enough for your family to have food." Uncle Feng replied.
"Thank you so much," said Uncle Hua, "I even want to call you grandpa right now."
"No need, I have to work, I won't accompany you now, you can do it yourself." Uncle Feng dropped these words, then picked up the bucket and walked towards the river.
Let's say that after Shaoqiu came back from the West, people in the deserted village did not come forward to greet him. It was right that such a person had never been born in the deserted village. Not only did he not take it seriously, but his life could be said to be better without the existence of this person. However, why couldn't Shaoqiu live? Fortunately, God blessed him, so he came back from the west. When people in the deserted village saw him, they wanted to see if he had a shadow. Legend has it that ghosts have no shadows. Because of this matter, Shaoqiu found it difficult to think about it, "Are you annoyed?" Whenever people want to verify their own shadow, Shaoqiu will ask in his heart, but he dare not say it out, otherwise , which may make you feel even more uncomfortable.
I don’t know who had the bad idea. The day of the shadow verification was a rainy day. It was originally cloudless, but in the blink of an eye it became overcast. Seeing this, some people said that they should not do the verification and do it again when the weather gets clearer. However, people all said that they did not have that much patience and it was better to just do it in one go. So why bother?
"He has no shadow." Someone said in surprise.
"Yeah." I couldn't see his shadow either.
People dispersed in a hurry, no one wanted to stay with such an ominous person, so they all went back to their own houses, saying, "There is a ghost. Close the door quickly. You are not allowed to go out until broad daylight." , and you must not step out of the house even half a step at night, otherwise you will be killed without mercy!" People scolded their children one after another.
When these words reached Uncle Feng's ears, he believed Uncle Hua's dream even more true. At this time, it was taboo not to carry water for him, but to urinate in his field. But you can't carry water for this young autumn. Otherwise, carrying a load of water will shorten your life by one year. Isn't this not worth the gain?
Because Uncle Feng was afraid of this, he was afraid of peeing when he was carrying water for Hua Bo's field. Shaoqiu's field was not far from Hua Bo's. What if he peed because he drank too much water? Soaking urine in Shaoqiu's fields is equivalent to carrying water for it? Therefore, when carrying water for Hua Bo's family, Uncle Feng did not dare to drink water. He just felt thirsty if he was thirsty. It was better than losing his life.
When Shaoqiu found out that Uncle Feng was carrying water for Uncle Hua, he knew that his fields were also dry. If he didn't water them, the harvest would be in vain. And having no food to eat was a huge disaster. We had to find a way. Knowing that Uncle Feng could carry water, and one load of water was enough to water a large field, we approached Uncle Feng. However, for some reason, when Uncle Feng saw Shaoqiu, he waved his pole and drove her like an animal. He could not let Shaoqiu get even half a step closer to him.
