"Damn, you're all dead?" Yan Naijing, who was kneeling on the ground, turned his head and yelled at the stunned Yan Wei villagers: "Hurry up and stop them......"

Only then did the people of Yanwei Village wake up in shock, and they ran towards the river with their hoes. But Zhou Yi smiled nonchalantly, leaned over and picked up a large handful of small stones, and his right hand had already emitted small stones at an extremely fast frequency. The people of Yanwei Village, who ran in front, only felt a pain in the crooked leg and involuntarily fell to the ground. Seeing the sudden change, the people behind stopped their steps one after another, and looked at the "comrades-in-arms" kneeling on the ground in front of them with puzzled faces.

Zhou Yi saw that the people of Yanwei Village who had not yet fallen to the ground behind him were still ready to move, and the small pebble in his hand was launched quickly again. After launching the pebble in his hand, Zhou Yi clapped his hands, smiled and said lightly: "It's done!" and turned his face to see that none of the people in Yanwei Village stood up, and they knelt on one knee on the ground, holding their legs and criing out in pain. Even Yan Naijing, who knelt on the ground before, was not spared, this time she just lay on the ground and rolled around.

It turned out that Zhou Yi used a little internal force in the process of launching the pebble, but it is conceivable that this pebble with a little internal force hit the knees of this group of ordinary people, and they only felt that their knees were like they were suddenly interrupted, the pain was unbearable, and they couldn't use any strength. Several seventeen or eighteen-year-old young people standing behind Zhou Yi saw their eyes straight, they only saw Zhou Yi grab a handful of small stones from the ground, and then keep waving his wrists, and a large group of people on the other side fell down one after another as if they were cutting wheat. God, is this making a movie? Several young people withdrew their eyes from the people of Yanwei Village, and their eyes immediately became very crazy when they looked at Zhou Yi.

The people of Yanwei Village here are holding their knees on the ground and crying out in pain, while the twenty or thirty people of Hanzhao Village over there are throwing off their arms and standing on the embankment and struggling. In less than ten minutes, a large hole was dug out, and a large stream of clear water flowed quickly down the mouth to the other side of the embankment. When several young people standing behind Zhou Yi saw the water being released, they immediately ran to the village, and shouted loudly to the village with their hands in their mouths as they ran: "Come to the water, divert the water to fight the drought!"

In a short time, the men, women, and children of the village were carrying hoes, small adzes (I don't know what the scientific name of this thing is, it is shorter than the handle of the hoe, and it is used in the countryside to dig soil or the old people to collect dung), shovels, shovels, and shovels to the river. The other people in the village who got the news waited by the river until the water flowed down the river before they began to draw water to their fields.

Zhou Yi looked at the villagers who were working on the embankment, and felt slightly proud. "As soon as I got the martial arts, I helped the people in the village do a good deed, it's very refreshing!" Zhou Yi thought while constantly patrolling the crowd in Yanwei Village, and when he saw which person wanted to struggle up, he went up and pressed the other party's shoulder, and the person not only disappeared without a trace in an instant, but also became more powerless. More than an hour later, Zhou Yi's father, Zhou Ziyan, took the lead in coming up from the river and said to Monday: "Xiao'an, thanks to you this time." However, where did you learn this method of firing pebbles? Have you been secretly practicing these things and not studying them seriously? Is it because you can't study well because of this ?......?"

Zhou Yi saw that his father's topic was on study again, and hurriedly ran to Yan Naijing's side, stretched out his hand to hold Yan Naijing, and said, "Let you get up, let you get up ......"

Zhou Ziyan looked at his son and didn't want to say, so he didn't continue to ask, but shouted at the embankment: "Dig wider, and another hour will be almost enough."

An hour passed quickly, and most of the land in Hanzhao village was brought into the river, and the drought was brought under control. Zhou Ziyan didn't want to offend the people of Yanwei Village too much, so he asked people to fill in the embankment again, and led the elated people of Hanzhao Village home. Before leaving, Monday came to Yan Naijing's side and said to him gently: "Dude, remember, keep it in the future." It's no good to be mad, mad, mad!"

On the way home, several young people gathered around Zhou Yi, constantly begging Zhou Yi to teach them the martial arts of launching "hidden weapons", swearing curses, making wishes and bribes, and almost kneeling down for Zhou Yi after using any means. But Zhou Yi still smiled faintly, and did not agree or disagree. In fact, in his heart, Zhou Yi wanted to teach, but he didn't want to expose too many of his secrets, after all, he was reborn, in case he was constantly questioned by others, and if he accidentally said something wrong, he was likely to become a neurotic in the eyes of others. So some secrets are better to keep by yourself. Father Zhou Ziyan didn't ask Zhou Yi when he would practice such skills. In his heart, the more capable his son is, the happier he is, no matter where his ability comes from!

When he returned home, his father Zhou Ziyan was very happy, shouted and asked Zhou Xiaohua to fry two small dishes, and gave Zhou Zhou five yuan to go to the small shop to buy a bottle of liquor. Zhou Yi took five yuan, and reluctantly ran to the small shop behind the house to buy a bottle of liquor for three yuan.

During the meal, Zhou Ziyan kept praising Zhou Yi while drinking wine, what "good son, promising, capable, etc. The words kept coming out of his mouth and repeatedly, until Zhou Xiaohua, who didn't understand the situation, was dizzy.

After lunch, my father went to another village to find the village party secretary to "report" to work, while Zhou Yi was tidying up his small house. School will start in half a month, and I'm going to go to the fifth grade. I can't repeat a grade this time, and I must go to junior high school smoothly. Although I didn't study well in college, I was studying hard in junior high and high school, and I believe that I should be able to cope with this fifth grade and later junior and senior high school studies.

After tidying up the house, Zhou Yi sat at the table and began to think about how to quickly change the situation at home. After this water release incident, I don't know if my father will be removed, if not, it is not bad to be a small village official, at least in the eyes of good-looking parents, this position can still bring respect and glory. However, if my father continues to be a village official, it is difficult for him to come forward to make money, what should he do? When he thinks of making money in the early stage, Zhou Yi's first thought is passenger transportation. It is now '95, and there are not many people from various towns and villages who have gone to the cities, but there are quite a few.

However, after the year 2000, this number will increase exponentially, and both adults and children like to run to the city for nothing. In his previous life, he clearly knew that many families in towns and villages who first started to buy cars lived extremely wealthy lives. Now, the dilapidated highway to the county seat is full of small Changhe cars, and after a few years, they are all buses.

Although the money for a trip is not very much, but the number is large, the number of runs is large, if it is a minibus, seven or eight times a day, a thousand dollars is not a problem. The Changhe car is full of people, and it can collect four or five hundred a day. Four or five hundred dollars was not a small amount in the early nineties. However, if my father continued to be the village official, there was no way to do this, and if my father was dismissed, how could I persuade him to accept his advice? "Well, it's a headache! It seems that being reborn as a child is not a good thing, at least it is difficult to do things. ”

"Auntie, is Xiao'an at home?" Zhou Yi was interrupted by a question from outside the house. He walked out of his small room and saw several young people who were chasing him in the morning to learn the martial art of "firing hidden weapons" again. These young people are from another Shuweizhuang in Han Zhao Village, and Zhou Yi is not too familiar with them, but they are just familiar.

When several people saw Zhou Yi coming out of the house, they hurriedly surrounded him and began to ask again. Zhou Yi saw that these people were so pious, so he said: "It's okay to teach you, but you have to keep it secret!"

When several people heard that things had taken a turn for the better, they swore and swore one after another. Monday smiled helplessly and said to a few people: "Find a quiet place and let's go!"

Zhou Yi and a few young people came to the grove behind the village, and made up their minds to teach them only some techniques for firing things, and not anything else. After everyone came to the grove and stood still, Zhou Yi came to them, held a small pebble in his hand and gave them a gesture to launch, and while making gestures, he told them how to gather strength on their arms, how to exert force in their wrists, and so on.

When Zhou Yi returned home, he saw his father sitting in front of the door with a cigarette in his hand.

"What's wrong, Dad, you're being 'jerked'?" asked Monday, who stepped forward.

"Well, the secretary said that there was a call from the township today, and someone accused me of gathering people to fight and brawl, and I was withdrawn. After my father finished speaking, he sighed helplessly.

"Why? I beat the person, you make it clear to the secretary! But if you withdraw, you will withdraw, what is there to be a broken militia battalion commander, thankless!" Zhou Yi was quite happy in his heart, but he made an indignant expression on his face.

"you guys!" Zhou Ziyan raised his hand and slapped Zhou Yi: "The kid knows a fart, what is the broken militia battalion commander, is your father and me broken?"

Zhou Yi smiled wryly, not daring to answer his father's words again, but thinking in his heart how to make his father listen to his own opinions and borrow some money to run passenger transportation?

Zhou Yi knew that after his father was dismissed, he borrowed a lot of money to buy a machine for making popsicles and started a wholesale popsicle business. It's a pity that my father's choice of place was not good, and there were many people who followed the trend and made popsicles during that time, so the business ended in failure. But my father was not convinced, regardless of a lot of foreign debts, and borrowed money to buy a truck, ready to run freight, but unfortunately the truck bought had a big quality problem, three days and two ends broken, the money earned by pulling goods is not enough to repair the car, and finally the truck was transferred at a low price.

The two blows seemed to enlighten my father, and he found someone to partner with him to open a store specializing in electrical appliances. After the store was opened, just in time for the beginning of the 21st century, the peasants had a lot more money in their hands, and the business was surprisingly good, and they made a lot of money in the early stage. But the good times didn't last long, and the owner of the house that rented it to his father was unwilling to rent it. My father had no choice but to move the shop from the original intersection to a slightly more remote place. As soon as he moved the place, the owner of the original rented house immediately opened a store specializing in electrical appliances. This time it was bad, the business was not good, and they couldn't make ends meet, so the two of them had to divide the store and go home to farm again.

Not only did he not make any money in several businesses, but his family owed more than 100,000 foreign debts. My parents had no choice but to go out to work to make money, and every year I sold my labor to save part of the money I earned for Monday study, and the rest was paid off my debts. Because of this, my sister dropped out of school before she finished high school and went out to work.

Think about yourself in your previous life, because of your appearance and family, your infarction complex is very serious, and after you go to college, you can no longer use your mind to study, and you will be in a mess all day long, not only wasting five years of time, but also getting nothing in the end. Thinking of this, Zhou Yi's heart suddenly felt sour, he held back the tears that were about to fall, and turned back to his small room.

While having dinner, Zhou Yi was still thinking about how to avoid the failure of his father's three businesses, how to persuade his father to do business according to the market he knew, and he didn't even hear a word about how his parents discussed his future life.