Chapter 0121, embarrassing first man

Ye Zhaonan, a famous beauty with a radius of ten miles, has now been taken down and killed by Feng Yang, and she can only be Feng Yang's woman in the future.

The unpredictable wind and waves shook their heads, and another big girl was ruined, why is this person not himself?

Yes, Feng Lang also likes Ye Zhaonan, but he doesn't dare to follow the wind and rob him, not to mention Feng Lang, he now has children and wives.

The last bit of thought in his heart was shattered, and this guy left the group of bear children who were still eavesdropping, and quietly retreated alone.

On this cold day, it's more practical to go home and hug your wife, and it's too impractical to think about other people's wives in the cold here.

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The next day, Feng Yang, who got up early, saw that his mother was already busy making breakfast in the kitchen.

The air pressure was very low in the early morning, and the experienced one could tell that a heavy snow was brewing when they looked at the yellowish sky.

"Mom, good morning!"

Feng Yang frowned and looked at the sky to say hello to his mother, and hurriedly went to the yard to press water next to the well to wash his face, the yard where the cold wind was howling did not have a courtyard wall to block the wind, and it was cold enough!

He was afraid that after a while, the well water that had just been poured hot water by his mother would freeze again.

Seeing Feng Yang stamping his feet coldly, Feng's mother laughed from ear to ear and teased her son.

"Okay, good morning, my son is happy and my mother is happy!"

What, why did you listen to your mother's words and make fun of yourself a little?

Feng Yang was stunned for a moment and did not stop, and quickly changed the topic to wash himself.

"Mom, I'll help you light the fire after washing your face, I'll be fine right away. ”

Feng Yang, who tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, was still a little shy, especially in the face of his mother.

The rain of bullets and the wind crawling in the pile of dead people is the first time this kind of thing has happened.

"Whoever wants you to light the fire, Mom can do it alone, you accompany Ye Zi to have a good rest, and you are tired in the past two days. ”

No matter what kind of mind Feng Yang has, Feng's mother is very considerate about her son, and unconsciously shows her mother's love for her son.

"You and Ye Zi don't have to worry, Mom will call you when the meal is ready!"

What is there to worry about Feng Yang blushed a little but he didn t bother to talk nonsense with his mother anymore and kept silent is jin s hurry to wash himself.

He is worried that it may snow in this weather today, and that the case may still be uncertain, and it is best to complete the case before the snow, otherwise it will be difficult to move when it snows.

I don't know if Ma Ben's arrest of the murderer went smoothly today, and I don't know if I have to go into the mountains to pick him up, after all, this is the territory of the wind, and it is still necessary to make a little bit of the friendship of the landlord!

The wind that flashed in his mind quickly pressed water to wash his face and brush his teeth, and quickly got himself to wait for Du Zheng to come, he couldn't be idle today.

Feng Yang planned to go into the mountain with them to have a look, in case that guy couldn't get rid of the murderer, he still needed to take action himself.

The wind is galloping in my heart, and I hurriedly press the water to wash my face, it is good to be able to wash with this groundwater in winter, and the water pressed out is warm and steaming.

The cooler the temperature outside, the warmer the groundwater will be.

In the cold and snowy winter, it is very convenient to use it for laundry, cooking, washing your face and brushing your teeth, washing vegetables or something, and not freezing your hands.

This is much better than the cold and biting water that came up from the old well, and Feng Yang has palpitations in his heart when he thinks of this.

I remember that when I was a child, I had to go to the old well in the village to fetch water and bring it back, and the well platform would freeze if it splashed with water in winter.

If you accidentally slip, you will fall on all fours, and if you fall into the well, you will really end the game.

Compared with the well in front of me, the days are really good to heaven now.

All this is thanks to Zhong Hanmin, who was not like this when he joined the army three years ago, and his family had not built a new house to drill wells.

At that time, the drill hole cost a lot of money, but Feng Yang's mother could not afford it, they always went to the old well to draw water and came back to use it.

The winter is cold and biting, and now the wind is cold and the hair stands on end.

The old well in the village that has been handed down from the ancestors has long been gone due to disrepair.

Generally, you bring your own rope and tie it to the bucket and throw it down directly, fill a bucket of water and then pick it up and pick it up for home use.

However, this method of pumping water from a deep well is also learned, and it is not a matter of throwing the bucket down, and it can fill it up by itself and let you lift it up again, which is always laborious.

Slowly lower the bucket and hold it close to the water, then gently swing it a few times and pour it down to fill it with water.

If you don't control the force well, you can't make the bucket tip over suddenly, you won't be able to achieve this desired effect, and a lot of the time you only get a little water, and you have to pick it up and beat it again.

Only when you put the bucket down and suddenly flip it over in a gentle swing will it fill it with water, and then you can pull it up again to be considered successful.

The process of pulling up must not touch the wall of the well, otherwise the bumps and bumps will collide, and less than half of the water in the bucket you pull up may be spilled.

This is not only a technical problem, but it is OK to have enough strength to lift the bucket away from the wall of the well and prevent them from colliding with each other.

But this is easier said than done, and no one can do it perfectly.

It's normal to sprinkle a little water, as long as you don't sprinkle it all.

The key to drawing water from the well platform is that you should be bold and not faint the well, and this requirement is not a problem for the villagers.

But there are exceptions to everything, and there are many people who are afraid to stand on the platform of the well, let alone ask him to look into the well.

The fear caused by that dark depth will make people feel dizzy, and if the water doesn't hit it, people will lose a lot if they fall into it.

In fact, because the well in their village is close to the river, the water level is high and more than a foot from the ground, and the fear will slowly subside after a while, and naturally it will not be dizzy.

In addition, this well is an old well handed down from ancestors, in other words, it is not a machine well.

The thin and narrow shaft of the well could not be seen at a glance, and the feeling of panic was very shocking, and I was stunned before I started to draw water.

The well is made of stone, and it is more than a circle wider than the machine well, but even so, many people are afraid to look into the well.

This is a psychological effect, plus a slight fear of heights, unfortunately Feng Yang's mother is one of them.

She is the kind of person who is dizzy, dizzy, heartbeat, and panting as long as she stands on the well platform, and she has to find someone to fetch water for her every time and then fetch her home.

It's not a coincidence that the time is not in a hurry, and it is miserable to stand on the well platform for a long time, and I can't see a passerby.

From a very young age, Feng Yang has gone from accompanying his mother to helping his mother fetch water, and has witnessed his mother's hardships.

The slightly older Feng Yang naturally became the child who was responsible for standing at the mouth of the well to draw water, and his mother was standing behind him.

After the wind swept the water to fill the water, his mother helped him pull the bucket up again, even though there was little left.