Chapter 441: Hail
Naturally, the old village chief couldn't hide anything from the village, and he also came to check what was going on here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½/qĪ5
"Dashuai, these stones were brought by your family?" The old village chief asked Zhang Taiping.
Zhang Taiping nodded and said, "Yes, I just let someone pull it back from out of town." ā
"What, you're ready to build a building?" The old village chief looked at this pile of stones and continued to ask, Zhang Taiping was stunned for a moment, and then understood why the old village chief asked so much, in the countryside, it is generally necessary to build buildings and use concrete to build roofs, so many egg-sized stones are needed. Shaking his head and smiling: "No, there are no plans to build a house in the near future, these stones are going to be used to build a swimming pool." ā
"Build a swimming pool?"
Zhang Taiping nodded: "Yes, I plan to build a swimming pool in the garden, you see, these stones are different from our usual stones." ā
"What's the difference?" The old village chief turned his head to look at such a pile of stones carefully, and really saw the difference. The first color of these stones is very strange, it is not the common cyan, but colorful and colorful; And the shape is also unusual, some of it looks like a dyed egg, and some of it is strangely shaped and changes various postures. The old village chief picked up one and looked at it, threw it away, picked up the other and said, "Hey, why are all these stones light?" ā
Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "This stone is called a pebble, not a stone from us. ā
"Pebbles?" The old village chief had never heard of "what kind of place is that?" ā
"It is generally found in the lower reaches of the river near the coast, and the reason why it is smooth is because of the erosion of the river or seawater."
"So, you brought this stone from the coast?" The old village chief asked.
Zhang Taiping nodded: "That's it." ā
"You're really, a real worker."
Zhang Taiping spread his hands, smiled bitterly and did not speak.
After the old village chief left, a few children came over, and the beautiful stones in this play immediately attracted the attention of the children, and they ran to the stone pile to choose their favorite stones.
Zhang Taiping said to the Xiao dolls: "You can choose a few of your favorites, but don't mess around, you know?" ā
"Got it!" Hearing that they could choose a few to take away, the little dolls happily responded.
Zhang Taiping also looked around and chose a few stones the size of a pillow or some strange shapes.
"Big brother likes these stones too?" Fan Ming sneered next to him and said, Generally speaking, girls and little dolls like these things, and it is rare to see a big man who likes these things.
Zhang Taiping said: "It's okay to look at these stones, pick a few pieces and go back to carve a few things." ā
Fan Ming became interested: "What are you carving?" ā
Zhang Taiping said: "This varies depending on the shape of the stone. Then he took out a large piece and said, "If you look like this one, you can make a stone Buddha statue with a little carving." ā
"What about this one?" Fan Ming casually picked up a piece from the pile and asked.
Zhang Taiping said angrily: "You can carve anything, but it just takes a few things." ā
Fan Ming looked down at the stone he was holding in his hand, which didn't look like an egg beating, stuck out his tongue and threw it into the pile of stones, clapped his hands and asked, "What kind of stone do you need?" ā
Zhang Taiping replied: "These stones themselves are very hard, and you first have to pick out some stones that look like something in them, so that not only the carved things have charm but also cheap carving without effort." ā
"Oh, that's it." After that, I went to the pile of stones to choose.
After the selection, Fan Ming put a pile of stones in front of Zhang Taiping and said: "These things can be carved, this one can be carved into a puppy, this one can be carved into a little monkey, this one can" explained the appearance of each stone.
Zhang Taiping smiled bitterly and said, "Why do you want so many carvings?" ā
"I'll keep this one for myself after the carving is successful, this one for Da Nier, this one for you" and said a long list of names.
"But these are all carved by me." Zhang Taiping spread his hands and said.
"Hehe, big brother can work hard!" Fan Ming said scoundrelly.
Zhang Taiping shook his head helplessly. Looking at the increasingly heavy sky, he said to the little dolls who were still rummaging on the pile of stones: "Okay, you should go home, it will rain heavily, and when you go back to eat, you will get wet from the rain, and you will have to get an injection on your buttocks when you get sick." ā
The little dolls were not afraid of getting wet, but when it came to giving injections to their buttocks, they were immediately scared and ran towards their respective homes.
Zhang Taiping first put the bamboo basket with stones in his hand on the ground, hugged Yaya and Tiantian in his arms, and then wrapped it in a raincoat again, and ran briskly towards the house, Xing Rushui and Fan Ming also ran behind. As for the bamboo baskets, it's not too late to come back and pick them up when the rain stops.
The bean-sized raindrops hit the people quite painfully, and then turned into a downpour, even if a few people ran back to the house quickly, they were still drenched in soup. Zhang Taiping's raincoat didn't work, the rain was left on his face, and only the two little girls were tightly wrapped by Zhang Taiping and didn't get drenched in the rain.
Cai Yazhi saw that the three of them were drenched like this, handed over the dry towel and said, "Hurry up and wipe it, and come back quickly when it rains, you have to be drenched like this." ā
Fan Ming wiped the rain on his head and said, "It only started to rain on the way back, and we couldn't run." ā
"Let's go inside and change into dry clothes." Cai Yazhi said to Fan Ming and Xingrushui.
After the two entered the house, Zhang Taiping also changed his clothes and came out, looked at the connected rainstorm and said: "Looking at the weather, this rain may not be short." ā
However, not long after his words fell, the rain miraculously subsided, and after a while, it was unexpectedly gone, and if it weren't for the puddles of rain still remaining on the ground, it really made people think that the heavy rain just now was a short-lived dream.
Zhang Taiping frowned and looked at the still gloomy sky, and said, "What does this mean?" ā
Cai Yazhi beside her shook her head, she didn't know why the rainstorm that seemed to take a long time to stop actually came to a three-minute heat.
Fan Ming changed her clothes and came out of the house, she was very surprised to see this situation, and asked, "What about the rain, what about the rain?" Why didn't you go down for so long? Could it be that it was done to just drench us? ā
Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "Maybe you're really right." ā
Fan Ming ran into the courtyard with a pair of slippers and looked at the sky. But before he could put his hand on his eyebrows, he covered his forehead and ran back.
Zhang Taiping was startled by her sudden exclamation, and was just about to ask what was going on when he heard a crackling sound in the sky, and he knew what was going on without asking. Hailstones the size of rock sugar grains fell from the sky, not very dense, but they hit the ground as if they were smashing on people's hearts.
"Ahh Hail? After Fan Ming ran into the house, Cai Yazhi exclaimed.
Zhang Taiping nodded, looking at the hail that smashed on the leaves and made a crackling sound with a worried face. You must know that the hail at this time will destroy all the crops in the field, especially watermelons, melons, tomatoes and the like.
Zhang Taiping is not worried about the watermelons in his own field, but worried about the crops of the villagers, many people are ruthless to get some crops this year, just like Wang Shunyou's winter tomatoes, although they are still seedlings, but if the hail is too big for a long time, the seedlings will be smashed even if they are not frozen to death by the ice that falls on the ground. Such a loss is not something that the villagers, who are already in a financial slump, can afford.
At the same time, the whole village was boiling, and the little dolls who were inexplicably happy had nothing to do, and the adults were all full of sadness.
Wang Shunyou heard the crackling sound of hail hitting the roof tiles, and at first thought that the little dolls were throwing small stones indiscriminately, so he didn't care, but after a few seconds, he finally felt that something was wrong, and got up and went out of the house to check.
When I saw the hail falling from the sky, my face immediately turned pale, and it was as if I had been picked up. I knew that running into the ground now would have no effect, but I still picked up a dustpan and put it on my head and ran towards the ground.
After running into the ground, I looked at the ice cubes smashed on the ground, and I couldn't help but be glad that I hadn't built a greenhouse with plastic paper for the time being, otherwise thousands of dollars would have been spent in vain.
At the same time, Wang Laogun also ran towards the watermelon field with a wooden plank to protect the top of his head.
Watermelon is the thing that is most afraid of hail, a hail hit on it is a watermelon burst open, and in a short period of time, all the watermelons are cracked, red and white are scattered all over the ground.
Wang Laogun stood next to the ground and sighed, this is a desperate household! But he just sighed, the watermelons in his land are not like the sweet potatoes in Zhang Taipingdi, this season is almost time to be taken off the shelves, the money that should be earned has been enough, the ground is full of some small melons or small melon lumps, not to mention the loss of two or three thousand yuan, but for him who has already earned fifty or sixty thousand, it is not too much.
His daughter-in-law who came with him was not as open-minded as him, and she was about to cry when she stood on the ground: "What can I do about this, the melons are rotten!" ā
Wang Laogun returned and scolded: "I've earned enough this year, if it's rotten, it's rotten, God has to be like this, otherwise what else can you do?" The sky is going to hail and the mother wants to get married, can you stop it? What to do! After saying that, he turned around and walked back, although he said this, he was still a little distressed to see the watermelon being smashed, and he could only be out of sight and out of mind.
Wang Shunyou also stood on his own ground and sighed, it seems that these seedlings that have been planted cannot be saved, fortunately, there was a surplus part of the seedlings at that time, so he could only wait for two days and be busy again.
Just as he turned to go home, he felt the sound above his head sparse, and stopped to look to the side, and the ice that fell on the ground was indeed less, and after a while, there was no sound.
Wang Shunyou took the dustpan off the top of his head, and it was gone! I breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to the ground to check. The hail did not last long, and although some of the seedlings were broken, they were only a few, and they could have been replenished in less than a morning.
Wang Laogun and his daughter-in-law, who had just run to the road, felt the hail stop, and the two turned around and ran back to the watermelon field.
Besides, when Zhang Taiping was in a trance, the hail stopped, and before he could react, Cai Yazhi said heartily: "I don't know what happened to the watermelons and grapes in the ground." ā
Zhang Taiping came back to his senses and said, "Let's go, go over and have a look." After finishing speaking, he ran towards the ground, Cai Yazhi and Cai Xiaomei followed like water, and Ye Ling, Xiaoyaya, and Fan Ming, who was covering her forehead, also followed.
I went to the watermelon field first and took a turn, these watermelons were all finished, almost none of them were intact, some were beaten into a hole, and some were directly beaten to pieces.
Shaking their heads, the group went to the orchard again, and the leaves on the vines were broken into thousands of holes, but fortunately the grapes were protected under the leaves and the hailstorm did not last long, so the grapes were basically unharmed.
Cai Yazhi went to the edge of the orchard to take a look, the pumpkin was hard all over the body, but there was no harm, at most there was a shallow pit on it, but this would recover in less than two days, and it would not affect the quality and appearance of the pumpkin.
The winter melon is not as hard and does not spill out of the flesh inside in pieces like a watermelon, but it also has an extra hole or two on it.
Cai Yazhi pointed to one and asked Zhang Taiping, "Can you still buy this winter melon that has been punched a hole?" ā
Zhang Taiping shook his head and said: "I can't buy it, and if I sell it again, I will smash my own signboard." ā
"Ugh." Cai Yazhi sighed and said, "How to deal with so many winter melons being beaten like this?" ā
Zhang Taiping said: "Take off all the injuries, keep some for yourself, and give the rest to the villagers." ā
Cai Yazhi nodded and said, "I can only look at it." ā
Returning to the watermelon field, Zhang Taiping said: "Everyone is looking for edible watermelons in the field and picking them, I think it will still rain heavily this day, and the broken watermelons will be bad if they are put in the ground. ā
When the family was picking watermelons in the field, the rain came, but it was still raining but not as fierce as before.
Zhang Taiping said to Fan Ming: "You can bring back Ling'er, Yaya and Tiantian." ā
Ye Ling said, "Master, I'll help here too." ā
Zhang Taiping shook his head and said, "You go back and cook for us." ā
Because it was raining, Zhang Taiping didn't look carefully, but only looked for it roughly, and even then when he returned home, several people had already turned into water people.
After Zhang Taiping entered the house, he said to Ye Ling: "You can boil some ginger soup for your aunt and a few people to drink." After finishing speaking, he took out half a jar of wine from the cabinet and said to the people who were wet: "One person first sip a few sips of wine to warm up." ā
And he himself changed into dry clothes, and when the rain was a little lighter, he put on a raincoat and a big umbrella, and went out with an old cage of watermelons and winter melons.
The corn, soybean, and soybean leaves in the fields on both sides of the road were beaten to pieces.
Having just experienced a hailstorm, few people can sit still in their homes, and the villagers are holding umbrellas or wearing raincoats and rubber boots all the way. They were all on the edge of the field, either looking at the vegetables in the field or looking at the corn and fruit trees, in short, there were few who did not have worries on their faces. Rotten corn leaves like this are not good, this year's corn production will be greatly reduced, although now even if the family stock is not harvested in one season, no one will starve to death, but this is always a loss, isn't it?
Zhang Taiping gave a watermelon or winter melon to every person he met. It took a few runs to finish a lot of the house. On the way, I also met Wang Laogun, who was also in the same outfit and doing the same thing.
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