A boy of about ten years old was in a daze by the river for a long time.

Because a young woman from Huaxin who claims to be her mother looks very different from her.

The river has dried up halfway, but there is no problem in taking out human figures.

The young woman was about twenty, wearing a light green skirt and a white tube top.

She watched over him carefully, fearing that he would accidentally fall into the river.

When the boy came to the river specifically to see his appearance, he couldn't help but be surprised!

I saw in the water some unusual faces with pale faces and brown hair.

This woman has a beautiful face, beautiful eyebrows, red lips, and white teeth.

When he looked up again and saw the woman who was as beautiful as a fairy, the boy couldn't help but think that I was her adopted son. Why were the mother and son looking exactly opposite?

When the young woman saw the boy's puzzled eyes, she burst into tears and said, "Mother, I'm sorry for you, because you were born before you were full term. Ping'er, but for you, mother spent almost all of her family property on you."

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This boy now finally knows his name, which is Zhao Ping.

It turns out that in his previous life, Zhao Ping was riding a scooter on the street and sacrificed himself to save a beautiful woman who jumped from a building.

The unwilling soul was wandering around, but unexpectedly it would travel to the body of a sick man who was in a coma due to injury.

But fortunately, there is an extremely beautiful woman who claims to be his mother to take care of him.

It’s just that he was born without a father, so mother and son depended on each other for life!

My mother never told me who my father was!

I just know that I was born an illegitimate child!

An illegitimate and abandoned son without a father!

It is not difficult to imagine that he was named Zhao Ping because he wanted to be plain and peaceful.

But this wish is not easy to achieve!

It was only a mile from home to the river, but I was out of breath all the way and had to sit on the horse that my mother carried with me to catch my breath three times.

Even so, this was something he fought for himself, because his mother kept him lying in bed to rest in order to keep him healthy.

As a person from later generations, Zhao Ping knows how harmful it is to lie in bed all the time. Not only will the physical function be severely reduced, but this extremely fragile body may also die at any time that day.

Although this life is fragile, it is also your own precious life. You must find a way to grow up healthily.

Such as practicing running and so on.

When Zhao Ping was practicing running that day, he suddenly saw the housekeeper Wu Jie and his son hurriedly picking up hoes, sticks, etc., saying that they were going to Lijia River to fight for water.

Not long after Wu Jie and his son left, the little maid Lan'er ran in panting and told him some bad news.

It turns out that the county magistrate received a report and said he would come to judge the water dispute.

There are three larger villages in this place.

They are Wangjiacun, Lijiacun and Zhaojiazhuang.

In terms of land, population, area, and connections, Wangjiacun far exceeds Lijiacun and Zhaojiazhuang combined.

I heard that there are still people in Wangjiacun working as officials in the county and on the government roads.

The three villages often compete for water over land.

Although there are many people in Wangjiazhuang, Lijiazhuang is not vegetarian.

Although Wangjiacun wins more and loses less, it is not that it never loses.

Wangjiazhuang accounts for the majority of the population and land, so it is understandable that it used to be the majority of water users.

But this time is completely different. It has basically not rained since the second half of last year to the beginning of spring this year.

Without rain, all crops will dry up.

Fortunately, Wangjia Village has a lot of fields but little land, and there is still enough food left to survive this early spring.

However, Lijiacun and Zhaojiazhuang are typical areas with more land and less farmland.

Basically every household has no surplus food.

If there is no river, there is only a dead end.

This time, no water can be allowed under any circumstances.

However, no one expected that the county magistrate would also participate.

This is not good for Lijiacun at all, because the county magistrate does not like fighting at all, but likes to compose poetry.

But Xiang, the head of Lijia Village, fights with force, while Wangjia Village just fights with culture.

The situation is not favorable at all for Lijiacun.

Of course, it is also detrimental to Zhaojiazhuang.

Because Zhaojiazhuang also depends on Lijiacun.

what to do?

Zhao Ping picked up a copy of "Collection of Yuefu Poems" and said to Lan'er: "Lan'er, let's go watch the fight for water."

Unexpectedly, the hateful Lan'er hurriedly opened her hands to stop her and said: "Young Master, you need to rest more. My mistress has told me not to let you go out."

Zhao Ping patiently said to Lan'er: "I heard that the county magistrate likes to fight poems. I usually don't have much time in class, so I can increase my knowledge."

The reason why I have so little class time is of course because I am often sick.

Not to mention an illegitimate child!

Zhao Ping often asked for leave due to illness and could not come to school. In anger, the teacher treated him as if he was nothing.

When his classmates saw him, they were all far from lucky. They were very afraid that this sick man would infect them, and no one talked to him.

Behind his back, he was also mocked as an illegitimate child without a father.

If you don’t have time to attend classes, your grades will naturally be bad.

This made Zhao Ping even more withdrawn and introverted.

Nicknames such as "Sick Young Man", "Lonely Man" and "Incompetent Man" have become notorious in the neighborhood.

This gave Zhao Ping the idea of ​​​​looking for his father.

Father, why did you abandon me?

But Lan'er still wouldn't let Zhao Ping go out.

Zhao Ping took out a shortbread and said: "Lan'er, shortbread."

Five or six-year-old Lan'er's throat moved a few times. She looked at Zhao Ping with big eyes and hesitated a few times to take the shortcake.

Zhao Ping took the opportunity to step over her, and Lan'er had no choice but to chase him while shouting.

The two came to the Lijia River and saw that there were about a thousand villagers in the two villages.

The noise almost shook people's ears, and unexpectedly there was no fighting scene as expected.

Zhao Ping and Lan'er saw the housekeeper Wu Jie and his son rushing forward, holding their heads high, and arguing fiercely with the villagers of Wangjiacun.

Not to be outdone, the villagers in Wangjia Village waved their arms and pointed at Wu Jie and his son and cursed.

Because they were too far apart, Zhao Ping didn't know what they were cursing.

Later, both sides pointed at each other's noses and cursed. Wu Tian suddenly waved the wooden stick in his hand, and the other side's voice suddenly stopped.

What puzzled Zhao Ping was that the Wangjia villagers only had hoes but no sticks. Could it be that Wangjia Village had to admit defeat before fighting?

Could it be that the opportunity he finally got to watch the excitement turned out to be a hero running away in vain?

Suddenly several gongs rang, and Zhao Ping heard a rough voice shouting: "Quiet! Quiet! I'm going to ask the county magistrate Liu to give me a lecture."

The villagers in the two villages suddenly became quiet!

Zhao Ping looked toward the gongs and saw two officials wearing black soap clothes in front of him who were playing gongs to clear the way. Several officials behind them were holding signs saying "Quiet" and "Avoid" and separated on both sides.

When the rickety sedan came to a stop, an official came forward and opened the curtain of the green double sedan, while making a gesture of invitation with his right hand.

A serious-looking green-robed official in his forties came out!

Zhao Ping only heard him cough and glanced around. The villagers of Wangjia Village and Lijia Village, led by their respective security chiefs, bowed and saluted: "I've seen the official."

What a great official authority!

Zhao Ping remembered that county magistrates were usually of the eighth rank, but here he obviously regarded himself as the county magistrate.

The green-robed official nodded, coughed a few times, and then said in a deep voice: "I received a report that someone gathered to cause trouble. What happened?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fat, fair-skinned, wealthy man about fifty years old, wearing a Dongpo hat, wide sleeves, purple clothes, round collar, and satin, saluted with both hands and immediately replied: "Report to the officials, in order to fight for water in Lijia Village, many people gathered together and used sticks.

Let the officials make decisions for the common people!"

After saying that, he wiped away the non-existent tears.
To be continued...