The weather was so dry. When he got up in the morning and walked out of the house, Shaoqiu found that many places in the deserted village were already on fire. This is all thanks to drought.
At this time, I thought of my big field on the mountain. I don’t know what happened to the seedlings. Uncle Hua had put a pipe in his field and was pumping water from his field. It’s impossible not to go and take a look. So, I braved the scorching heat alone, wearing a bamboo hat, and walked towards the mountains.
When we arrived at the edge of the field, there were no pipes in the field, and Uncle Hua seemed to have been blown away by the wind, with no shadow to be seen. Looking at my own field, the seedlings are now dry, and there is no drop of water in the field. If it doesn't rain, all the seedlings will die soon.
How could Uncle Hua do this? He put all the water from other people's fields into his own watermelon patch, and looking at his watermelons, they were growing really well. Overnight, they were completely different. However, his watermelons are ready, but his crops are all withered and haggard. When the sun comes out, they will all be finished.
At this moment, I wish I could smash all Hua Bo’s watermelons. It’s too bullying, isn’t it? But thinking about the kindness of the little flower, Shaoqiu felt soft for a moment, so he sat by his own field. He saw that the field was cracked, the mud was gradually hardening, and he saw that the wheat seedling was about to die. And without the seedlings, what would Shaoqiu have to eat? By then there would be no food to eat. Not to mention going to Xiaohua's house to propose marriage, he would starve to death.
Then he walked into Xiaohua's house and asked Uncle Hua why he drained the water in his field and why didn't he leave a little for himself? However, when he stood in front of Uncle Hua's house for an unknown amount of time, he still didn't see Uncle Hua. Maybe he knew that Shaoqiu was going to cause trouble for him, so he hid far away.
Xiaohua stayed in the room. When she saw Shaoqiu coming, her face turned a little red and she seemed embarrassed. She wanted to ask Shaoqiu why he was here, but he hesitated. As soon as he saw Xiaohua, the anger in Shaoqiu's heart gradually dissipated. At this time, not to mention drying up his field, but drying up his blood, so what?
As soon as he saw Xiao Hua, Shao Qiu thought, since her father had dried up his own fields, why shouldn't he get some compensation from her? Then he rushed forward and touched Xiaohua's hand. Faced with Shaoqiu's touch, Xiaohua did not dodge. She seemed to know what her father had done, which was quite disadvantageous for Shaoqiu. He deliberately cooperated and even came forward for Shaoqiu to touch.
Not only that, Xiaohua felt very sorry for what her father had done, and she had cried countless times behind her back. Seeing that Shaoqiu finally plucked up the courage to enter her house, she took off her clothes. , the whole body appeared in front of Shaoqiu. And when he saw Xiaohua like this, Shaoqiu felt a little regretful. He couldn't have done such a thing just for such a small favor and took the blame for his father. If he didn't get together with Shaoqiu in the future, wouldn't he have to make his own life miserable if he got married? Men are shamed?
I didn't dare to stay there anymore, and returned to my own field. I had to find a way, otherwise, the seedlings would die. I felt sorry for these seedlings, but I also felt sorry for myself. But if it doesn't rain that day, Shaoqiu has nothing to do. Otherwise, is it possible that he can make the water in the field ripple by peeing?
Having no choice but to leave the Hetian, Shaoqiu returned to the house, and in this house, the pretty man placed a huge diesel engine. At this time, for some unknown reason, it actually started to sound. Shaoqiu temporarily wanted to find a good-looking man. If he didn't stop the machine, he would never be able to sit in this room and read a book. The noise was so loud that it could shake the roof tiles.
However, after searching every corner of the deserted village, the beautiful man was still nowhere to be found, and the beautiful flower also disappeared for a time. All that could be seen was a fool, standing in front of his house. , looking at it with a smile. The people who passed by the door of his house no longer appeared at this time, as if the door of Shaoqiu's house was not too clean and they did not dare to come forward.
"Damn, maybe I touched Xiaohua's hand and offended the gods. Otherwise, why would it be like this?" Shaoqiu said in his heart.
Thinking of this, I really regretted touching Xiao Hua's hand, but Xiao Hua brought her hand over by herself. It would be a bit disrespectful not to touch it at this time, not to mention that when Xiao Hua saw herself, Xiao Hua didn't have a smile on her face. Well, it’s not an exaggeration to touch your hands, right? But it was definitely not a big deal if the diesel engine was making such a loud noise. I originally wanted to sit down and read a book, otherwise, I would really be unable to live this day.
For a moment, he stepped forward and wanted to know why the diesel engine was making noise and what the problem was. Shaoqiu had never been good at such things. At this time, he took a knife in his hand, pointed it at its "neck" and shouted, "Damn it, if you keep making such a noise, I will chop you to death!" However, this machine did not respond to Shaoqiu's threat. She paid no attention to what he said, or said she didn't take it seriously, but it was like turning a deaf ear to him, which made Shaoqiu really troubled and helpless.
Having no choice, Shaoqiu opened the door again and looked around the deserted village. There was no one there, but there seemed to be a ghost in the distance. He just shook his head and disappeared into the grass again. "Is it because my eyesight is dazzled? In this clear sky and white sun, can I remember it like this?" Shaoqiu asked himself in his heart.
The river has dried up, and the sound of its gurgling water is no longer heard. The voices of people in the deserted village in the past are now quite inaudible. All they have is the sound of the machine in their own house. Shaoqiu got some Taoist tools at this time, so he could only try this method for a while, so he placed these Taoist heads in front of the machine and burned some money and paper for them. I knelt down and kowtowed to it, hoping that the machine would stop and stop being so noisy, okay?
For this reason, Shaoqiu has kowtowed for more than a hundred times, and the machine is still ringing endlessly with no intention of stopping. If this continues, not to mention reading, sleeping will become a problem. After all, who can sleep if it's so noisy?
"Damn, this must be an evil thing. Otherwise, why would it be so disobedient and still scream desperately when you tell it to stop?" Shaoqiu thought in his mind. So he went to the toilet and got some dirt, and then poured it on the machine. In this way, even a very evil monster should have restrained himself after receiving this splash, right?
However, after splashing some dirt, the machine had no intention of stopping. On the contrary, the screams became even more intense. For a moment, I had no choice but to sit down in front of the door of my house, with tears constantly rolling in my eyes. It’s already night, and lights are lit all over the deserted village. People don’t know why, but they all stay in their houses and don’t come out. Could it be that there are ghosts in this deserted village? Otherwise, with the enthusiasm of the people in the deserted village, why can’t they be isolated from each other anymore? Have you been in contact?
