"Caught at home?"

Liang Yu's sister-in-law, Wang Juan, thought she had misheard.

Zhou Aiping said angrily: "Did you catch it at home?"

Liang Yu was silent.

Wang Juan noticed that his face was very ugly, and blinked suspiciously, "Ah Yu, where did you catch these fish?

When Zhou Aiping heard this, she took a closer look at Liang Yu's face, and she noticed that Liang Yu's face was indeed very unsightly.

"What's wrong?" she asked, frowning.

Liang Yu casually put the fish in his hand on the table of the Eight Immortals, sat on a stool, and said sullenly: "The house is flooded, these fish swim into my room by themselves, I think I can't waste them, so I catch them and cook them." ”

Wang Juan's mouth opened slightly: "......"

Zhou Aiping was stunned.

They were all stunned for a moment, and the house was flooded...... The fish swim into the room on its own......

This kind of thing, they don't talk about it in their lives, they have never heard of it, they are simply challenging the limit of their brains, there is still such a thing in the world?

But they soon thought of the terrain of Liang Yu's three new houses, which was indeed very low, and the crops that had been planted there in the village had been flooded twice in three years, and the yield was reduced almost every year.

Over time, the land at the end of the village was abandoned by everyone.

"Didn't your foundation be raised, why was it still flooded?"

Zhou Aiping was in a hurry, threw down the broom, and ran over to ask.

The youngest son worked hard to earn money to build three new houses, and he only lived in it for a few months, and this happened.

Wang Juan also came over with the child in her arms to care, "Ah Yu, is the house okay, is the water in the house deep?"

Zhou Aiping: "Do you still need to ask? If the water is not deep, can this fish swim in?"

Liang Yu lowered his head and sighed, "The foundation is still not high enough, and the water in the house is already as deep as my instep." ”

"This ......"

Zhou Aiping suddenly ran to the back door and shouted in the direction of the latrine: "Dead ghost! Dead ghost, have you pulled it up? Come out quickly! Ayu's house has been flooded, and now the flooding is not deep, you come out and go with him to help scoop the water out, otherwise his new house will be blistered over!

At the Eight Immortals table, Liang Yu frowned, "Mom, it's useless, the water has exceeded the threshold, how can you scoop it?"

"Nonsense! Why can't you do it? You can take more snakeskin bags and fill them with soil, build a circle around your house, and then splash all the water out of the house, won't it be enough? I've already called your dad, your eldest brother is playing in the village, and when you go with your dad, call him along! Forget it! I'll go over with you to help!"

His mother's words reminded Liang Yu, and he was stunned, and he suddenly got up and went to the utility room to find the snakeskin bag.

Liang Yishui, Zhou Qingshan, Liang Yu, plus Zhou Aiping, the family of four has been busy for most of the day, and finally built a circle of mounds around Liang Yu's new house, and it took several hours to empty all the water in the house.

By the time the day was over, the day was almost over.

The family of four was so tired that they couldn't straighten their waists.

Liang Yishui lit a cigarette afterwards, took a puff, and said to Liang Yu: "You have to work hard these days! As long as it rains outside and there is a lot of water in this ridge, you can take a pot and scoop it out, and you can't let the house be soaked in water for a long time, otherwise it will really fall!"

Zhou Qingshan patted Liang Yu's arm, "I'll come to help you when I'm free!"

Zhou Aiping sighed: "I said a long time ago that this place is not suitable for building a house, now it's okay, right? Even if you can cope with this year, I'll see what you will do in the future!"

Liang Yu was silent, and he suddenly thought of the farm plan that Zhou An had mentioned at the beginning - to build a thick polder around it to ensure that the water in the river pond would not flood in the rainy season.

That's a solution, but how can he have so much money to build a polder?

Building a polder is not something that can be built with one or two dollars.

At present, he can only think of waiting for this year's rainy day to pass, spending money to find an excavator to come over, and build a circle of earth ridges around the house, which is regarded as building a wall made of earth for the house.

He had a good idea, and for the next few days, he would clear the water around the house every day as soon as he was free, and it was very hard every day.

But what's the use of hard work?

The people of Africa are also hard, but are the people of Africa happy?

A few days later, he returned from selling pork and found the house collapsed......

Lying in a patch of muddy rainwater, he stood far away on the shore, looking at the messy pile of bricks and beams exposed on the water, his expression was blank, and he wanted to cry without tears.

He suddenly felt empty in his heart, and all his strength seemed to have suddenly left him, and for the first time he found that he seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet.

Trembling, he took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette, smoked it, probably choked on his eyes by the smoke, and two lines of hot tears suddenly rolled out of his eyes.

His eyes were red.

A guy of more than 1.9 meters stood motionless in the wind, looking indescribably lonely.

……

When Zhou An received a call from Liang Yu, he was teaching Zhang Honglin in the kitchen to make fish and eat sheep.

On the phone, Liang Yu's voice was a little dull, "Anzi, where are you now?"

"I'm in the store! Time? What? You have something? You have something to say!"

Zhou An took a few steps away from the stove while answering the phone, because the noise near the stove was so loud that he couldn't hear it clearly.

The sound of the blowers of the smoke machine and the blazing stove rumbled.

"I'll come to you right now. ”

Dropping this sentence, without waiting for Zhou An to respond, Liang Yu hung up the phone.

"Come to me at this time?"

Listening to the busy sound on the mobile phone, when Zhou An put down the mobile phone, he muttered to himself in confusion, because it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and it would not be long before he would start business here.

And Liang Yu knew his business hours here, and he had never come to him at this time before.

"Mr. Zhou, when this dish comes out of the pot, do you want to thicken it?"

Zhang Honglin's inquiry drew Zhou An's attention back.

He walked over slowly, "Well, it must be! Otherwise, the soup won't hang on the fish, by the way, after thickening, remember to pour some oil!

Zhang Honglin nodded, "I understand, I think it's the same." ”

About half an hour later, Liang Yu appeared in front of Zhou An.

He was still wearing dirty clothes selling pork, his face and body were soaked, Zhou An looked outside, it was still raining lightly, but when Liang Yu came in just now, he was not wearing a raincoat or an umbrella.

"Why don't you wear a raincoat?"

"Anzi...... I, my house fell ......"

"Huh?"

(Note: pouring oil is a professional term in the kitchen, also called tail oil, that is, when the dish is out of the pot, scoop a little transparent and bright clean cooking oil and pour it on the dish, or in the soup, so that a thin layer of oil will be attached to the surface of the dish after the pot, which looks shiny and beautiful.) ）