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 had already burned out on fire. This was all thanks to the 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 would be impossible not to go and see.
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 Hua Bo seemed to have been blown away by the wind, and no shadow could be seen. Looking at his field again, the seedlings were dry, and there was no drop of water in the field.
If it rains, 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 field. And looking at his watermelons, they were growing really well. Overnight, they were completely different. However,
His watermelons are ready, but his own crops are all withered and haggard. When the sun comes out, they will all be finished.
At this moment, he wished he could smash all Hua Bo's watermelons. It was too bullying, wasn't it? But thinking about Xiao Hua's kindness, Shaoqiu felt soft for a moment, so he sat by his own field and saw that there were already cracks in the field.
Now, the mud is gradually hardening, and it seems that the seedlings are about to die. And without this seedlings, what will Shaoqiu do to eat? There will be no food by then, not to mention going to Xiaohua's house to propose marriage, he will starve to death
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Then he walked into Xiaohua's house and had to talk to Uncle Hua, why he drained the water in his field and why didn't he leave a little for himself? However, he walked to the door of Uncle Hua's house and stood there.
I don't know how long it had been, but Hua Bo hadn't been seen yet. Maybe he knew that Shaoqiu was going to cause trouble for him, so he hid far away.
But 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 she was here, but she hesitated. When she saw Xiaohua, Shaoqiu felt in her heart
His anger gradually subsided again. At this time, let alone draining his fields, I drained his blood. So what?
As soon as he saw Xiaohua, Shaoqiu thought, since her father had dried up his own field, why should he find some relics from her? Then he rushed forward, touched Xiaohua's hand, and looked at her.
Xiaohua did not dodge Shaoqiu's touch, and seemed to know what her father had done, which was quite disadvantageous to Shaoqiu, so she 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 secretly so many times. 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 didn't have to do such a thing just for such a small amount of water, and took the blame for his father. In the future, if he is not with Shaoqiu,
, wouldn’t it bring shame to one’s own man if he got married?
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 feel sorry for these seedlings, but I also feel sorry for myself. But if it doesn't rain that day, so will Shaoqiu.
There is no way, otherwise, is it possible that just by peeing, I can make the water in the field ripple?
Having no choice but to leave the field, Shaoqiu returned to the house, and in this room, the beautiful man placed a huge diesel engine. At this time, for some reason, it started to sound. Shaoqiu wanted to find the beautiful man for a moment.
Man, if you don't stop this machine, you will never be able to sit in this room and read a book. The noise is so loud that it can literally 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 flowers also disappeared for a time. All that could be seen were fools, standing in front of their houses.
, watching with a smile. And the people who passed by the door of his house no longer appeared at this time, as if the door of Shaoqiuzhi's house was not too clean and 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’s definitely not a problem if the diesel engine is shaking the roof tiles so loudly. I originally wanted to sit down and read a book, otherwise, this day would be really difficult.
It's passed.
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 and pointed it at it.
"Neck" roared, "Damn it, if you keep making such a noise, I'm going to chop you to death!" However, this machine didn't take Shaoqiu's threat seriously, or he didn't take what he said seriously.
, but it was like a deaf ear, which made Shaoqiu really worried, but there was nothing he could do.
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 I was dazzled?
No, what the hell, in this clear sky and white sun, do I have such a bad time?" Shaoqiu asked himself in his heart.
The creek has dried up, and the sound of the gurgling water is no longer heard. The voices of the people in the deserted village in the past are now quite inaudible. All they have is the sound of the machine in his house. Shaoqiu got some words at this time.
For the time being, I could only try this method, so I placed these Taoist heads in front of the machine, burned some money and paper for them, and even knelt down and kowtowed for them.
I hope this machine can stop and stop making so much noise, 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 only reading, but also sleeping will become a problem. After all, it is so noisy.
If so, who can sleep?
"Damn, this must be an evil thing. Otherwise, why would it be so disobedient and keep screaming like it's dying even after telling it to stop?" Shaoqiu thought in his mind. Then he went to the toilet and made some filth.
If something is thrown at this machine, even a very evil monster should be restrained 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 was already
It's 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 would they isolate themselves from each other and stop communicating with each other?