Shaoqiu stood beside his own field. It was raining all the time, but Huabo's field was sunny, which was very suitable for hoeing. At this time, in order to prevent the water from Shaoqiu's field from flowing into him.
Otherwise, the field would be wet. Although it can be irrigated, it is definitely not possible today because it is the time of weeding, so how can there be water?
Moreover, Uncle Hua's family is planting watermelons, but Shaoqiu is planting seedlings. The watermelon seedlings cannot be flooded, otherwise, they are very likely to die. Of course, Uncle Hua can dig a hole on his own land so that the young rice seedlings can grow.
The water in the autumn fields flows out from this ditch, but this will delay my work. It is not worthwhile to dig such a big ditch for a poor student.
Moreover, I even raised a big fish in this big field in Shaoqiu. Even if the big fish doesn't grow much meat at night, it is alive after all, which is better than eating dead. Of course,
These are not the main reasons. What Uncle Hua wants is this effect. Instead of beating this Shaoqiu to death, he and his little Hua can go on a date somewhere in the mountains and fall in love. For him, this is
It's 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 drained, it would not work. It would most likely cause all the wheat seedlings to die. In autumn, this
There will be no income. As for the Shaoqiu field, it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and only the east side is adjacent to Huabo's field. If you want to release water, you have to pass through Huabo'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 pray 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 became a little tired, so he sat on the side, smoking continuously, taking a short rest, and then resumed fighting. But at this time, seeing the water in the Shaoqiu field, he almost wanted to leave from here.
The land boundary was overflowing, so he became very angry. Without saying a word, he walked to the land boundary again and kept plowing soil on the land boundary to strengthen the embankment. Otherwise, when the torrent washed over, his watermelon field would be destroyed.
For a while, it can only be 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 hit it randomly. Seeing this, Uncle Hua came over for a moment 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. Watching my big fish jumping around in this young autumn field,
But Shaoqiu didn't dare to do anything to his fish. Uncle Hua was very happy for a while.
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.
It is precisely because of these benefits that Uncle Hua does not allow water to be released in Shaoqiu, and when he has finished hoeing the watermelon field, even if it does not rain for a day, the existence of this water can 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 seedlings would be finished in a short time.
"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 watermelon roots have to be cut off and I won’t lose much?" Hua Bo responded.
At this time, one side has turned into a pond, and the other side is a watermelon field. If the situation continues like this, I don’t know what to do, because the rain in Shaoqiu’s fields is falling continuously, and there is absolutely no
It means to stop, but the sun over Hua Bo's side is huge, no, it is scorching the earth crazily.
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. 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 shocking strength of the embankment, there was no way it could break, so he smiled and started walking again.
Go to the hoeing place and continue your 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.
Yeah.
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 he looked at his big fish, he didn't know why.
Although the time was short, it actually grew up a lot. It seems that fish are raised in this big field in Shaoqiu, so it’s 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 will the fish meat be? But you can't do it at this time.
If you think too far, 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 getting fat will definitely be very fast. Seeing this uncle Hua, Shaoqiu knew for a moment that there was no way to reach an agreement with him, so he had to sit silently aside, anxious, but there was no way.
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 flash across the sky, and the earth trembles. Shaoqiu stays under the lightning, trembling from time to time, and
I'm afraid that the lightning will hit me from time to time, which is not good.
In the midst of the lightning and thunder, Hua Bo kept reinforcing the embankment, fearing that if the embankment collapsed and a flood came, something bad would happen and all his efforts would be in vain. Young Master
Qiu 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 so wicked? How could he explain it?
But after all, this is Xiaohua's father, and he has nothing to do with him for the moment. Otherwise, he would just release the water, so as not to turn his field into a vast ocean. After thinking about this, Shaoqiu
I was really helpless, so I sat on the side and kept coughing.
At this time, there was a huge thunder in the sky. Suddenly, Hua Bo screamed and fell down. The torrent also rushed over Hua Bo's body and rolled mercilessly.
It went and overflowed Hua Bo's watermelon field, causing his watermelons to roll for a while, and some of them fell off their seedlings, and then they floated on the water, following the torrent, with a mighty force and thousands of horses.
It seems like it's drifting to somewhere.
And Uncle Hua's big fish also followed the torrent and moved forward. Suddenly, it was no longer visible. Uncle Hua fell in his own watermelon field. Maybe he had done too many evil things.
Come on, I was struck by lightning at this time.
At this time, Shaoqiu hurriedly stepped forward, supported Hua Bo, pushed him aside, and rested on a stone, watching his watermelon being washed away by the torrent. Suddenly, it became miserable. It was really
It’s so heartbreaking. “Oh my god, my watermelon!”
Not only that, the rain in the sky at this time, for some unknown reason, moved from the edge of Shaoqiu's fields to Huabo's watermelon field. After being moistened by the heavy rain, those weeds came back to life from time to time. And
They have grown crazily, and there seem to be more weeds in this field than before.
The seedlings of Shaoqiu disappeared because of the torrent. For a while, the seedlings were visible. Although they were soaked by the rain and were disadvantageous, they regained their vitality after being exposed to the sun. At this time, I looked at my own field.
The seedlings were growing gratifyingly, Shaoqiu was really happy, and Uncle Hua was lying under the shade of a cool tree, and gradually he became more conscious.
Shaoqiu helped Hua Bo leave the mountain. Because Hua Bo was so weak that he could hardly walk. He didn't help Hua Bo at this time. Who else could help Hua Bo on this mountain? No one.
The only way to do it, who calls him Xiaohua's father, is to 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.
It was a thing. But it couldn't be done at this time, 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.