Shaoqiu stood beside his own field. It was raining constantly, but in Hua Bo's field, the sun was shining brightly, which was perfect for hoeing. At this time, in order to prevent the water from the Shaoqiu field from flowing into my own field, otherwise the field will be wet. Although it can be irrigated, it must not be done today, because it is the time of weeding, so how can there be water?
Moreover, Hua Bo's family is planting watermelons, but Shaoqiu is planting rice seedlings. The watermelon seedlings cannot be flooded, otherwise, they are very likely to die. Of course, Uncle Hua can dig a hole beside his own land so that the water in the fields in the autumn can flow out of the ditch, but in this case, it will delay his own work. There is no point in doing it for a poor student. It would be uneconomical to dig such a big ditch.
Moreover, I even raised a big fish in this big field in Shaoqiu. Even though the big fish didn't grow much meat at night, it was alive after all, which was better than eating dead. Of course, these are not the main reasons. What Uncle Hua wants is this effect. Instead of beating Shaoqiu to death, he and his little Hua can go on a date somewhere on the mountain and fall in love. For him, This is really fatal.
For this reason, it was raining constantly in the fields in Shaoqiu, and the rainwater once overflowed the wheat seedlings. If the water was not released, it would not work. It is very likely that all the wheat seedlings would die. In autumn, this There will be no income. As for Shaoqiu's field, it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and only the east side is adjacent to Hua Bo's field. If you want to release water, you have to pass through Hua Bo's field anyway.
"Uncle, I beg you, please let the water from my field pass by your field. Otherwise, if these seedlings are soaked for a few more hours, they may not survive." Shaoqiu knelt before Hua Uncle. In front of him, he said so.
"No, I don't have time to dig this ditch now. Besides, I have watermelons planted everywhere. If you dig ditches like this, I will lose a lot of watermelon seedlings. This will definitely not work." Uncle didn't even look at Shaoqiu and continued digging in his own land, working hard while the sun was shining.
At this time, Shaoqiu saw that Uncle Hua did not agree to let the water from his field pass through his field. For a moment, he had no choice but to keep praying to the sky, "Oh my god, please don't rain. Otherwise, the seedlings in my field may really be doomed."
Hua Bo hoeed the ground for a while and got a little tired, so he sat on the side and kept smoking, taking a short rest, and then continued fighting again. But at this time, when he saw that the water in the Shaoqiu field was almost overflowing from the boundary, he became very angry. Without saying a word, he walked to the boundary again and kept cultivating the soil on the boundary. Reinforce the embankment, otherwise, once the torrent washes over, your watermelon field will be nothing but a vast ocean.
Shaoqiu looked at this large pond, and there was a big fish swimming around. Isn't it the one that Uncle Hua kept in his field? He was very angry at this time, but he didn't dare to take it with Uncle Hua. Talking about something, he threw a stone at the big fish and beat it randomly. Seeing this, Uncle Hua came over and asked, "What are you doing?"
Seeing Uncle Hua coming, Shaoqiu didn't dare to catch the fish anymore. He stepped aside and looked at his field. The seedlings were no longer visible. Only Uncle Hua's fish kept swimming around. Sometimes I feel comfortable, and I even jump across the water and make a graceful movement, as if I want to say hello to Uncle Hua in this way. Seeing his big fish jumping around in Shaoqiu's field, but Shaoqiu didn't dare to do anything to his fish, Hua Bo was very happy for a moment.
Moreover, with the existence of this pond, when Uncle Hua is tired from work, he can jump into the water and take a bath. And this water, for some reason, is also extremely cool, and it is very refreshing for people to soak in it. So comfortable. It is precisely because of these benefits that Uncle Hua does not allow Shaoqiu to release water, and when he has finished hoeing the watermelon field, if it does not rain for a day, the existence of this water will also make his watermelons grow better.
"Uncle, I beg you." Shaoqiu cried at this time, because there was no intention of stopping the rain that day, and if it continued like this, his own seedlings would be finished before long.
"No, how can I dig a ditch in my watermelon field? What a waste of land. Besides, there are watermelons growing everywhere in my place. I am very careful when hoeing. If you dig a ditch like this, you have to hoe it." How many roots of the watermelon can be cut off, and my losses won’t be big?” Hua Bo responded.
At this time, one side turned into a pond, and the other side was a watermelon field. If the situation continues to develop like this, I don’t know what to do, because the rain in the fields in Shaoqiu is falling continuously, with absolutely no intention of stopping, but the sun over Hua Bo’s side is huge. No, it’s true. It's burning the earth like crazy.
Uncle Hua walked to the pond from time to time and strengthened the embankment so that the water in the young autumn field could not overflow under any circumstances. Otherwise, his watermelon field would be submerged. Once submerged, he would die immediately. Fortunately, although the water in Shaoqiu's fields wanted to flow out, due to Hua Bo's good work and the strongness of the embankment, it was absolutely impossible for the embankment to break, so he smiled. , walked back to the hoeing place and continued to do his work.
Shaoqiuzhi was guarding the edge of his field, praying to the sky to stop the rain. But at this moment, thunder struck again from time to time in the sky. Between the lightning and thunder, the sound of thunder continued, like The roar of God is indeed a bit scary. Shaoqiu stayed in his field and kept praying for his seedlings to stop the rain. Otherwise, all the seedlings in his field would die soon.
Uncle Hua, on the other hand, believed that the water must not overflow, so he kept reinforcing the dike. Otherwise, once the dike broke, the consequences would be unimaginable. And when I looked at my big fish, I didn't know why. In a short time, even though the time was short, it actually grew a lot. It seemed that the fish was raised in this big field in Shaoqiu, so it was good to be affectionate.
If you raise it like this for a while, the big fish will become even bigger at night. Then you can find someone to carry it back and dry it in the sun. How fat and delicious is the fish meat? However, we can't think too far at this time. The key is not to let Shaoqiu let the water go. Otherwise, there will be no hope. If the fish loses the water, it will never grow again.
When he was tired from hoeing, Uncle Hua even went to the pond and threw some food for the fish from time to time. His big fish must have grown up with the food he threw in, plus the seedlings from the fields in Shaoqiu. The speed of gaining weight will definitely be very fast. Seeing Uncle Hua like this, Shaoqiu knew for a moment that there was no way to reach an agreement with him, so he could only sit aside silently, worrying, but there was no way he could do it.
The heavy rain in the sky has no intention of stopping. On the contrary, for some reason, it is getting heavier and heavier. From time to time, thunder and lightning flashed across the sky, causing the earth to tremble. Shaoqiu stayed under the lightning, trembling from time to time, fearing that the lightning would hit him from time to time, which would be bad.
In the midst of the lightning and thunder, Hua Bo kept reinforcing the embankment, fearing that if the embankment collapsed and the flood came, something bad would happen and all his efforts would be in vain. Shaoqiu saw that Uncle Hua was so heartless and only cared about his own interests and did not care about other people's crops. Isn't this too immoral, so what's the explanation?
But this is Xiaohua's father after all, and I can't do anything about him at the moment. Otherwise, I would just release the water, so as not to turn my field into a vast ocean. After thinking about this matter, Shaoqiu felt very helpless, so he sat aside and kept coughing.
At this moment, there was a huge thunder in the sky. Suddenly, Hua Bo screamed and fell down. And this torrent also rushed through Hua Bo, rolling away mercilessly, overflowing Hua Bo's watermelon field, causing his watermelons to roll one after another for a while, and some of them fell off the vines. Then it floated on the water, following the torrent, like a mighty army, drifting to an unknown place.
And Hua Bo's big fish also moved forward with the torrent, and from time to time, he could no longer be seen. Uncle Hua fell on his watermelon patch. Perhaps he had done too many immoral things and was struck by lightning.
At this time, Shaoqiu hurriedly stepped forward, supported Hua Bo, pushed him aside, and rested on a stone. He watched his watermelon being washed away by the torrent. For a moment, it became miserable. It was really It's so heartbreaking. "Oh my god, my watermelon!"
Not only that, the rain from the sky at this time, for some unknown reason, moved from the edge of Shaoqiu's fields to Huabo's watermelon field. Those weeds, after being moistened by the heavy rain, suddenly came back to life. And they grew like crazy. Compared with before, there seemed to be more weeds in this field.
The seedlings of Shaoqiu disappeared because of the torrent. For a while, the seedlings were visible. Although they were soaked by rain and had some disadvantages, they regained their vitality after being exposed to the sun. At this time, Shaoqiu was really happy to see the seedlings growing happily in his field. Hua Bo was lying under the shade of a cool tree and gradually became conscious.
Shaoqiu helped Hua Bo leave the mountain. Because Hua Bo was so weak that he could hardly walk. If he didn't help Hua Bo at this time, who else could help Hua Bo on this mountain? There is no way, who calls him Xiaohua's father, I can only step forward and help him.
After returning to his home, Shaoqiu imagined that the seedlings in his fields were growing happily. Soon, in autumn, he would earn a lot of money. With this money, he would marry this little flower into his family. What a wonderful life it would be. Something. But he couldn't do it now, because Uncle Hua was very angry with himself. No, on the way back, he didn't need his own help and had to crawl back by his own strength.
