People often can't remember many happy days in their lives, but pain often burns your heart.

If there is a story of that day, Huang Yun wants to forget forever, it is the day by the river, if the story of that day, Huang Yun is really sure to choose to forget, he still feels painful. It was my father's death day, and it was also a meeting with Yun.

I remember that it was still an ordinary day, but the weather was gloomy and the heat in the air was almost overwhelming, and Huang Yun, who had been tired from working in the field for a day, returned home a little earlier than his father to prepare dinner.

But the town is unusually quiet, and it has lost the noise and jokes of the 'second-rate children' who wander around the village every day, the barking of dogs, the sounds of other people's husbands and wives arguing, the crying of babies, and the playfulness of children.

I heard my father say that a village in the upper reaches of the river dug a small stream along the river, so that the river passed through their village, and it was convenient to water the crops, but the water that led to the downstream was almost half, and a few young people and cattle from the town went upstream to ask for an explanation, and their parents also acquiesced, and some children who were not guarded by their parents followed their 'heroes' from afar to defend the rights and interests of the village and town, and Huang Yun and his father did not have time to take care of these things, in their opinion, it was enough to have water.

In the past few days, in order to control Huang Yun's weight, Huang Yun at the dinner table has always been unable to eat, so he always takes the excuse of going out to fish at night, and in the evening, the two steamed buns and half dishes hidden in the tattered bamboo basket outside the courtyard gate before his father comes home run to the river far away from home to eat, by the way, catch two fish, eat one for himself, and take the other home for his father to eat, but Huang Yun has already betrayed herself by going out and coming back at night in the past few days, and Huang Yun's father will follow her far behind her to catch the stolen goods, and then teach her a good lesson。

'Dad, I'll eat well, you eat slowly, I'll go to the river to catch two fish.' ’

'Eat the fish, and don't you eat two bites of the fish you caught?'

"No, I'm full, I don't like fish very much, Dad, eat it quickly, leave me alone"

'It's a gloomy weather, get a coat and go out again, it won't rain later.' ’

'It's okay, isn't it like this every day, the rain doesn't fall, and it's troublesome to hold the robe. ’

"Okay, come back early, it's getting dark." ’

'Hey', while his father was answering, Huang Yun had already gone out.

Go to a shanty in the yard, where there is a very rough fishing rod and a bucket made of willow wood, and secretly watch my father concentrate on eating, tiptoe to a humble bamboo basket at the gate with a fishing rod, take the food he has secretly hidden, put it in the tin bucket, and make a sound of 'bang'.

'Don't sway, don't break the bucket again'

"Got it, Dad" Huang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and trotted out of the door, walking halfway in the woods on the south side of the village, the leaves made a 'whoosh' sound, it rained, this forest grew very well, the heavy leaves blocked the rain for Huang Yun, and the trees didn't expect that even if they helped people block the rain and floods, her son would still burn them in exchange for fertile land.

Huang Yun's father was not so lucky, he didn't wear a coat when he went out, the gloomy weather two days ago made him bring a coat for two days, but it didn't rain at all, so he didn't want to bring that heavy thing, and he was drenched on the road, thinking: Huang Yun should be sheltering from the rain in that place, he was already soaked, so he hurried home to bring him a coat, so he hurried home and forgot to wear it, so he took two coats and ran to the river.

Speaking of noon, a 'second-rate son' in the village left his family's land and didn't do it, and lived by 'touching' all the year round, that is, someone else planted food, and the night before the harvest 'touched' other people's grain, he ate alone, the owner touched a little, and the west family took a piece, usually let him do a favor, pass a word or something, and everyone didn't say anything if he was diligent and diligent.

It was also at noon that day that the 'second-rate sons' were wandering around the town, and when they heard a few women who had just come down from the upper reaches talking about the 'blocking' of the water upstream, they suddenly became angry, and said, 'I want to show them the color', and called a few young and vigorous young men and a few newborn calves, and went upstream under the pretext of 'supporting justice'.

"Is there really a water blockage in the villages upstream?" asked Zhou Rao, on the side

"Actually, no, in the early days, the river was often overflowing, and in order to suppress the flooding, the upstream water was connected to the small lake in the west, and the whole place upstream was in a 'D' shape, and over time the land became more fertile, which attracted a group of people to settle there. ”

Speaking of the young people, when they went upstream, they really found that there was a 'fork' in the river, and they were not angry, and they said things like 'the people upstream will not let the people downstream', and they wanted to block the fork.

'Big brother, there's a boulder on the top of the mountain, just the same size as the fork. ’

'Okay, let's roll him down from the top of the hill and let them use our water.' ’

So they each found a wooden stick about the thickness of an arm, and the ox went under the boulder with his two horns, which had just grown, in an attempt to stir the boulder with all their strength.

"Everyone, work hard", "Hey, hey", shouting on the top of the mountain, the boulder with a height of a two-story building, someone has broken wood, hurry to find another one to continue working.

'Move, move. Keep it up'

'It's easy to do when you move, this stone is remote, you can roll down at once'

"Okay, hey" The boulder moved, and rolled down, but there was a col on the mountain, and the huge rock was stuck there and didn't move.

'It's okay, we can lift it once, we can lift it a second time, come on.' ’

The huge sound of the stone rolling attracted the attention of the people in the villages and towns upstream. They originally knew that 'someone downstream is going to block the river, but they have the bottom in their hearts when they look at the boulder on the mountain, and the boulder on the mountain is impossible for them to lift in their lifetime, and if they lift it, let them block the river' They are so confident in the boulder.

But the boulder moved, yes, the boulder rolled down with such a loud sound that the people in the town below seemed to feel the earthquake, and the trees on the hill were also pressed out of a wide road and clearing under the rolling of the boulder, and it seemed that a few places away from the hill could be clearly seen, and a large clearing on the green hill was cheered by a group of young men and cows.

The people at the foot of the mountain were all moved, and almost all the lives except the children ran to the mountain to reason with them.

'Big brother, they're coming'

'What are you afraid of, they dug up our water, and they dare to come up.' ’

"Big brother, there are so many of them, they all have weapons."

'Don't be afraid'

'Big brother, it seems to be raining'

'It's raining?'

'Yes, a couple of raindrops hit my nose'

Let's go back to the village to shelter from the rain, and then come back next time to clean them up." The young people of the village downstream went home along the path over the hill.

Besides, the villagers upstream watched the young people run away, and it didn't do much to catch up, and the boulders were stuck in the col and couldn't get down, and the rain was sparsely down

Let's go home and shelter from the rain, and when the rain stops, go to the village downstream to ask for an explanation." ’

'Good'

When they all got home, the clouds in the sky began to rain down on the leaves, in the dirt, on the roofs, trying to soak everything so that the seeds that fell on the ground or the crops that people had worked so hard to grow would grow quickly.

Of course, it also soaked the col that blocked the boulder, and the rainwater from all over the top of the mountain flowed from the leaves, stones, grass, and broken trees to collect in the col, making the soil here much softer, and at the same time giving the boulder a chance.

The boulder moved, and the shaking of the boulder drove the soft soil soaked by the rain.

The people of the town were frightened, and they cried and shouted and said and prayed 'The boulder stops, or the boulder does not block the waterway.' Their prayers were useless, and no miracles occurred, and the boulder came to rest steadily in the forked waterway, and the earth it had brought to rest in that place, forming a huge swamp.

The people in the upstream town shouted weakly, they could only rely on the sky to eat, but more than ten years later, they were greeted by the injustice of the heavens, and the drought for many years.