The members of the society were all organized by the cadres to fight the drought, and there were not many people in the village at all.

The leaves were wilted in the sun, and the big yellow dog lay in the shade, and when he saw people, he only lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at it, and he didn't bother to bark.

Song Ci is too small, Song Chunan said that he didn't worry about asking his daughter to go to the toilet alone, for fear that she would accidentally fall into the pit.

The father and daughter bargained, but neither could convince anyone.

In the end, Song Ci's old father, who was worried in every way, stuffed it into someone's vegetable garden, with kidney beans and cucumber racks blocking the front and back, and Song Chun'an guarding outside, awkwardly fertilizing on the spot.

Okay, when she is camping in the wild, she is not considered to pollute the environment.

Song Ci was quickly relieved.

After tidying up her clothes, Song Chunan told her to stand far away, fetch water from the well in the vegetable garden nearby, and wash her daughter's hands.

Growing vegetables is not like planting crops, but it has to be carefully tended, and the vegetable garden will be watered at least once a day.

Like this one. In order to save trouble, I directly got a set of ropes to draw water, buckets and water scoops, and no one came to steal them.

Song Chunan threw the bucket down, couldn't hear the sound for a long time, and muttered while holding the rope:

"Look at this place, it's still a little moist, Song Cannon must have watered it when he got up early. This rope is short, and I don't know how hard it is to make up for it. ”

So saying, he was to bend down and put his arm into the mouth of the well, and make up for the lack of rope with the length of his arm.

Song Ci was terrified when he watched it from the side!

There is always a terrifying association, like the next second, an unknown monster will emerge from the deep and narrow well, swallowing him in one bite!

"Daddy!

Song Ci ran over in a hurry and pulled his sleeve out.

Song Chunan was startled by her, and quickly put an arm around her.

"Don't be afraid, girl, Dad is fine. ”

Song Ci looked at him with tears in his eyes, and opened his mouth to pop out two words:

"Daddy bad!"

Song Chunan felt that his heart was about to melt, and he admitted it unprincipledly:

"Yes, Daddy, Daddy scared our Bao'er. Daddy just wants to fetch water for you to wash your hands......"

Song Ci sniffed, and didn't analyze the cause of the sudden surge of emotions, and glared at the wellhead angrily, the subtext was extremely obvious:

The well is bad!

Song Chun'an looked funny, but he didn't want to scold the well according to her meaning.

Isn't that shirking responsibility?

If there is a spirit in the well, how much wronged!

Song Chun'an's fatherly love was overflowing for a while, and he was about to coax his daughter again, when he suddenly felt a sinking in his right hand, and the rope that he had grabbed lightly in his hand seemed to be about to fall.

Song Chun'an subconsciously grabbed it, and then he heard a bang, and the full bucket burst out of the water, falling heavily on his arms and shoulders that had been overworked and sore in the past few days.

Song Chunan gently pushed her daughter to the side, said "The water is ready", turned around and pulled the rope alternately with both hands, and lifted a bucket full of water out of the well.

The sparkling water reflected the blue sky, shaking so that the clouds danced slowly.

Song Chunan threw away the rope in a daze, looked at the bucket, and then at the girl, her mouth opened and closed, and her face was complicated.

"Wash your hands. ”

Song Ci obediently squatted to the farthest distance from the wellhead on the opposite side of the bucket, and stretched out two white little hands to prepare to receive water.

Song Chun'an picked up a handful of water and poured his head on his face to wake up.

The water flowed down his face with the characteristic coolness of the well.

Song Ci thought it was fun, and he had to reach out to the bucket to hold water, but Song Chun'an quickly stopped him.

"Don't wet your sleeves, your mom will say it again when you get home. ”

Song Ci grinned, and obediently let her father help her roll up her sleeves:

"Mom says you, not me. ”

Song Chun'an didn't have a temper at all, so he rolled up her sleeves in three or two times, put her hands together, picked up a handful of water and slowly poured it on the two little hands held by the girl below.

"Yes, my daughter is the smartest and the most powerful. ”