On that day, he used his powerful mind to fight a decisive battle with the water monster of the Half Moon Reservoir! He saw that the person who came out bravely was actually his mind.

In the end, he emerged victorious and killed the water monster!

"That can't be Wang Shiyi's doing, it's just an illusion, an illusion!" He told himself.

At night, the mountain village was very quiet, and Wang Youcai's erhu sound came from the main hall again.

"The wild shrimp in the reservoir are so fragrant!" Wang Shiyi was full of praise for the contents of the plate.

"The fish and shrimp in the reservoir are delicious, raised in the pond, and the umami is also very rich!" He Maoyong said meaningfully.

"Dad, are there any fish in that fish pond at home this year?" Wang Shiyi raised his head and asked.

"In the second half of the year, the drought was severe, and the water in the fish pond had already dried up to the end, and this year's New Year's fish could only be bought at the town's farmers' market!" Wang Maoyong sighed.

"Dad, it's winter, let's take care of the fish pond, and when the water is released in the spring, we can also store water, and we will eat our own free-range fish for the Chinese New Year next year. Wang Shiyi took a sip of rice wine and said.

"Okay, the weather is good these days, let's go together tomorrow!" He Maoyong said excitedly.

The son seems to love the life in the countryside, He Maoyong is happy in his heart, in Chungcheng, guarding the mountains and land left by his ancestors, there is no problem in life.

The key is that his son is looking for a wife, and he is a little worried, guarding the three acres of rice, where will the money come from for his son to marry his wife? He must engage in some aquaculture, he likes to raise fish, and he has a big fish pond at home, so while his son is at home, he is thinking about repairing the fish pond.

There were a few autumn rains in autumn, and after winter, there was no rain in Chungcheng, and the water in the mountain pond was about to dry up!

The father and son took their tools and walked along the mountain road for a distance until they reached their own piece of the mountain pond.

It was a dilapidated pond, and the winter thatch on the ridge was knee-high, and the north rubbed it with a rustling sound.

There are several damaged places on the ridge, and the yellow sand is exposed.

The water in the pond is so thin that it can't be used for fish to fly shallowly.

There was only a huge reef, in the middle of the pond.

When he was a child, Wang Shiyi and his friends often slipped into this mountain pond to take a bath, tie a fierce son, and backstroke, which contained not only a pool of water, but also the songs and laughter of his childhood. The north wind of longing blew, and the laughter of those years reverberated in his ears.

"Son, let's smoke a cigarette! Smoke a cigarette and then go into the water!" Wang Maoyong handed over a dry tobacco.

Over the years, he has developed the habit of smoking a cigarette and then working, smoking a cigarette and working in good spirits! Besides, farm work is his own business, and it is no stricter than the factory in terms of attendance and discipline.

Wang Shiyi looked at the dry smoke that stretched out and hesitated.

"Son, don't dislike Dad's dry tobacco, it tastes no worse than your filter, Dad has smoked it all his life. Wang Maoyong thought that his son was disgusted with his dry smoke and shabby.

"Dry smoke is no worse than filter smoke!" After Wang Shiyi finished speaking, he took it with his hand, he felt a little embarrassed, not because it was a simple dry tobacco, the normal situation should be that he gave his father a tobacco.

After receiving the dry tobacco, he just wanted to touch the lighter, but his father Wang Maoyong leaned over and lit a fire for him, which made him very uncomfortable.

In the north wind, the father and son smoked dry tobacco in the mountain wind, and Wang Maoyong took a few puffs and coughed.

"Let's build this mountain pond, it's good to store water in spring, son, it's not easy to work outside, you just follow me to engage in agriculture, raise more fish, sell a little more money, and strive to marry your daughter-in-law next year, I'm waiting to hold my grandson!"

Wang Shiyi didn't say a word, finished his cigarette, changed into water shoes, and went down to the pond with a shovel on his back.

The water in the pond was no more than a finger's high, but the silt was thick, so he shoveled the silt from the pond and piled it up on the slope of the pond, covering the broken ridges.

When the shovel sank deep into the mud, it would always splash up a stud of sewage and splash his handsome face.

The place at the mouth of the pond used to be blocked by a boulder, and Wang Shiyi used a shovel to shovel the silt from the pond and cover it on the boulder.

There were a lot of stones in the pond, and the two of them removed them together!

Throughout the day, father and son were working on the pond.

"That stone is so big!" When it was almost dark, Wang Shiyi pointed to the middle of the mountain pond and sighed, with their ability, it was impossible to move.

He remembers that when he was very young, the water in the mountain pond was eighty percent full, and the stone was half a meter high above the water, and the friends in the village liked to bathe in this mountain pond, and they all liked to climb to the rock as fast as a monkey with their fat round buttocks, waving their proud hands at the people on the water, and then in the cheers of everyone, they jumped into the water with a "plop" sound, like a bomb, splashing a large area of water.

"Yay!" shouted the diving hero as he slowly emerged from the deep water, with great pride.

Now, the village is much quieter, the young people have gone out to work, and the friends who dived with him have grown up and gone their separate ways.

There are not as many children in the village as before, and they all go to the city to go to school.

The scene of playing in the water in the mountain pond no longer exists!

"Look, what is this?" said Wang Maoyong, holding two cylindrical things in his hands.

"It's explosives!" Wang Shiyi recognized the thing.

"Blow it up!" Wang Maoyong said.

"Father, wait a minute, don't be in a hurry to blow it up!" Wang Shiyi said, stepping on the mud, and walked towards the rock!

Slowly, he climbed up the rock, stood on it, and against a wisp of the north wind, shouted, "Look at me!"

After saying that, he jumped and jumped off!

"Boom!" Like a small bomb, Wang Shiyi splattered with mud, splattering his head, face and face.

"Son, are you crazy?" Wang Maoyong reprimanded loudly, his son is nineteen years old, and he is still as naughty as a primary school student.

"Yay, it's so exciting!" Wang Shiyi got up from the mud and shouted loudly, he looked too excited.

That jump was his farewell to the happy days of his childhood!

After that jump, the rocks are gone, and the sight of diving will be gone!

Wang Maoyong, with explosives and leads, climbed the big rock.

At dusk that day, with a loud bang, the father and son successfully blasted the large rock in the middle of the pond.

The rock, which carries the fond memories of childhood, flies into the sky like a bird in the sound of explosions.