It's the middle of June now, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, the heat on the ground keeps surging up, Yingzi is thinking about her own things, and after a while, Die'er's back is sweaty.

"Shuihe, you go to the well and fetch two buckets of water and sprinkle them in the yard. It's getting hotter and hotter, what is your dad doing? Don't come back at this time? Grandma said, then took out a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Yingzi.

"Wipe the sweat of the girl, you hugged her too tightly, what do you want?" Grandma slapped Yingzi.

Yingzi paused for a moment and took the handkerchief from her grandmother's hand, only then did she notice that the butterfly in her arms was hot and red.

A burst of lotus fragrance came to her nose, and the water butterfly couldn't help but take a deep breath comfortably, and the heat on her body suddenly cooled down a lot. I can't help but wonder what kind of spices my grandmother makes? It tastes so pure and natural. How many elderly people in the countryside will give incense to the veil?

The squeaky sound pulled the water butterfly back from the fragrance, and when she looked back, it turned out to be the third aunt fetching water from the well. The sister-in-law stepped forward to help pour the water, and began to sprinkle water along the perimeter of the yard with a wooden basin.

Basins of water are sprinkled on the blue brick floor, and they disappear when they go down, summer is here!

"Milk, what's wrong?" Outside, I heard Shui Yonghuo shouting urgently.

"What's wrong?" Grandma asked hurriedly, stood up and walked out to see what was going on.

At this time, Shui Yong rushed in, sweating profusely and said, "Dad is injured, and Brother Niu and Second Brother Niu are carrying Dad back." “

"Water lotus water bottle, hurry up and boil the pot of water and wait; Yingzi, you take the baby into the room, you are scared of Die'er, and you can't have a good meal. After telling the story, he muttered and walked out.

The water bottle and water lotus hurriedly shook the well to draw water, brushed the pot, and my mother couldn't help when she saw it, so she hugged me and prepared to go back to the room.

As soon as I was about to enter the room, I saw my father and another swarthy young man carrying the old man into the door, and there was blood all over his body, but he couldn't see where the injury was, but he could still hear the old man humming and screaming in pain, indicating that he had not lost consciousness.

"Don't be afraid, baby, Mommy is here."

When Yingzi reacted and wanted to cover the eyes of the water butterfly, she found that her baby looked half scared! I was looking at it vigorously, so I simply didn't go in and saw what was going on.

"Shuifa, you must not have anything to please!" Grandma came in crying and screaming.

"I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?" The old man is quite angry, it is estimated that it is just a trauma, Die'er analyzed it rationally.

"Danhua, go to the back to see if the water is boiled by the water lotus?" Grandma just came in, and when she saw her crying snot and tears, she commanded.

"What happened to Qing'er?" After seeing them carry the old man to the bed, the grandmother asked.

"I don't know, they were about to bring my father back when I went, and I didn't have time to ask." Water Blue Road.

"Ancestor, the old man was hit by a tree stump. Today we were all cutting trees on the mountain, and the old man didn't pay attention to the stump that was cut off next to him, and when he mixed it, he was pierced into the flesh by the wooden thorns on the stump. It looks quite deep, and there is a lot of blood left. The young man next to him wiped his sweat.

"Good work, Niu Er. Hurry up to the back and flush your face with well water, and you are sweating hot. Grandma said kindly.

"Okay, it's nothing, ancestor, help the neighbors, you should." This young man is quite honest, Die'er thought to herself. In his previous life, Jin Se dealt with people a lot, and he always habitually analyzed the personality of the person opposite, so that it was easy to see people and talk about people, and talk nonsense when he saw ghosts.