Uncle Feng was sitting in front of his dilapidated house. The weather was already very hot, and the river was about to dry up. The sound of the gurgling water in the past was no longer heard. Uncle Feng took a sip of tea and glanced at the sky in front of the door.

The sky is almost on the verge of bursting into flames, and the seedlings in the fields have become withered. In a short time, they may die in pieces.

This has been going on for many days. People in the deserted village are standing in front of Shaoqiu's house, urging him not to study anymore and not to make God angry again. Otherwise, if it doesn't rain again, this life will be impossible.

Hearing what people said, he knew that the situation was quite serious. Shaoqiu lost his opinion for a moment. He originally knew that the matter had nothing to do with him, but people insisted on talking like this, and his arms could not hold their thighs. He had no choice but to stop reading.

Uncle Feng glanced at the sky, almost like a fire was burning, and on the mountains in the distance, he could see green smoke coming out of stones. Green smoke was even coming out of the stones, which showed the degree of drought in the weather.

It has reached the point of devastation, and if this continues, it will not be long before the deserted villages will be starved to death.

People beat gongs and drums, walking on the road in the deserted village, praying for God's mercy and spreading the nectar everywhere. They pity the dying seedlings in the fields and sympathize with people's hard work over the past year. Otherwise, if this continues,

It will definitely end up with nothing to gain.

Facing this unprecedented drought, although Uncle Feng had no seedlings, the winter melons in front of his door were about to wither, which was not good. So he walked to the river with a bucket and picked up a bucket of water, but

It is also strange that such a large load of water is carried on the shoulders, but it can be carried home so easily. Uncle Feng made a bigger bucket, each bucket can probably hold a buffalo, and made this load

When he needed a bucket, Uncle Feng walked out of his house and wandered around the deserted village, saying that he could carry water for people and save grain seedlings.

When Uncle Feng lifted such a huge bucket, people were quite shocked, thinking that it was impossible. No one could lift such a huge bucket of water, and Uncle Feng was no exception. However, Feng

The uncle really did it. He carried these two buckets of water and walked on the road in the deserted village. When people saw him, they all gave him a thumbs up.

Carrying such a huge bucket and walking among the dry seedlings in the deserted village, Uncle Feng seemed to hear the seedlings laughing secretly, and people approached him one after another, saying that they were willing to pay any amount of money as long as they could save the seedlings. It was agreed.

Price, Uncle Feng started to carry water. He only carried a few loads of water into the field, and the field was already rippling with water and frogs croaking.

In order to make money, Uncle Feng worked day and night, and there was already a lot of money in his pocket. But the more money, the better. Who would complain about having more money? Neither did Uncle Feng. When night fell in the deserted village

, people were sleeping in their own cool rooms, lying on their cool beds and having sweet dreams, while Uncle Feng was carrying water and making money.

Those seedlings that were about to dry up, after Uncle Feng tried his best to rescue them, were already thriving and prosperous in a blink of an eye. When Uncle Feng was tired from work, he sat alone on the edge of the field, took out a cigarette, and smoked

, the smoke exhaled makes me feel more relaxed. Although I work so hard, the fields are so boundless, and it will take a lot of time to fill every field with river water.

Under the night, the deserted village was really silent. No one spoke, and no women could hear the words of love to their sweetheart. For a moment, Uncle Feng felt a little lonely. He was even afraid of unclean things when he walked out of the deserted village and sat on his own.

He was walking around, talking to himself, etc. But fortunately, so far, he has not encountered anything harmful, and when he was tired, he could lie on the stone and sleep for a while.

Uncle Feng was strong, and as the night fell, it gradually became darker. At this time, he saw that the stars hanging in the sky had become so big and red. Uncle Feng felt that he had grown a lot taller. No, once he stood up, he could still stand up.

Touch this star. The feeling of touching this star is quite comfortable, and as soon as I touch the face of this star, the depression in Uncle Feng's heart and the coldness in his body are all wiped away. That feeling is really wonderful.

, and only on nights like this, can Uncle Feng touch the face of the star, and when Uncle Feng touches his own face, the star will also smile lightly.

Pick up a load of river water, then pour it into the field, let the seedlings drink enough, and then walk to the river again. At this time, a cow will often come and jump to the bucket on Uncle Feng's shoulder, and Uncle Feng will often

After stumbling, the load lost its balance, and a huge boulder was loaded on the other side, which rebalanced the two sides. Uncle Feng just carried the load and hummed a nice song, and the cows in the load often

In harmony, for a time the world was in harmony, and there was no longer a life-or-death struggle in the chaotic world.

When he carried the cow to the river, Uncle Feng put the bucket towards the river, and the cow jumped out. Then he mooed and disappeared into the depths of the night. All the grass on the mountain was dead, and there was no trace of it.

For food, the cow took Uncle Feng's express train and went to the river to see if there was anything to eat. The river water was picked here and there by Uncle Feng, and the buckets were so huge that there wasn't much.

After a few rounds, it showed signs of drying up. The fish in the river kept jumping back and forth, and the cow saw it, so he jumped into the river and bit one for the time being. The taste was pretty good, although there was no tender grass on the mountain.

It tastes delicious, but it also satisfies the hunger a little. I feel like eating it for a while. I really don’t choose what to eat when I’m hungry. The cow eats the fish in the river. At this time, Uncle Feng also caught one or two fish that jumped into his bucket and picked them.

Carrying a load, I walked alone on the rugged mountain road.

When I went down to the river again, I found that the cow felt uncomfortable and nauseated after eating the fish. No, it was vomiting. And the night was so deep, weird and unsightly things could be seen everywhere. The cow was eating these fish.

After having a baby, I couldn't stop having diarrhea for a while, so I started scolding my mother. If Uncle Feng hadn't picked him to the small river, how would he have found so many fish? If he couldn't see the fish, he would naturally

I won’t go eat this damn thing. If I don’t scold Mr. Feng at this time, who’s mother am I going to scold?

Facing this unusual thing in the dark night, it was also an abnormal drought, and everything was abnormal. Otherwise, the cow would not have eaten the fish when it was hungry. At this time, the cow had diarrhea. Thinking carefully, he had something to do with it.

The reason for shirking the responsibility was that I was scolded, which was justifiable, and I didn't take it too seriously for a while. But when I found out that the scolding continued endlessly, I got angry and put down my burden without saying a word.

He said that he threw himself into the river and picked up a stone weighing ten thousand kilograms, intending to kill the cow.

"Are you finished?" Uncle Feng raised the stone high and asked.

"I'm not scolding you, I'm scolding God for being unfair!" Niu replied.
Chapter completed!