Black clouds cover the sky, day is like night, thunder rumbles in the sky, and heavy rain is about to fall at any moment.

The peasant in the upper village had despair on his face, but he gritted his teeth and waved the sickle in his hand like crazy, cutting the wheat in front of him row after row.

The others were also solemn and sent back the wheat that had been cut.

In the vast fields, there was not a single human voice, but the rustle of blades cutting through wheat stalks.

No one spoke, and they didn't even dare to inhale and breathe out, for fear that the slightest hint of anger would cause the rain from the sky to fall.

The pale and feeble, white-haired old man knelt on the ground, kowtowing to the sky, begging that the clouds would disperse, and the rain would be put away, so that people could finish cutting the wheat.

The thunder was nearer.

"It's over, it's over......" The old man had tears in his eyes, and when he remembered that he would have to pay taxes soon, he had no other emotions in his heart except despair.

Suddenly, a group of people appeared in the distance, and their figures hurriedly ran here.

The group had strange things in their hands and ran to the ground to listen.

"We are from Changgu, seeing that it is going to rain this day, guess you haven't finished cutting, so we came here to help!" When the group got closer, they hurriedly shouted, "Where is the most left?!" ”

The old man got up from the ground and stared at the group of people in front of him, many of whom he was familiar with, and the one who led the questioning was even more recognizable.

"Stone, why didn't you rush to grab the wheat, why did you come to the upper village?" The old man hurriedly asked.

"Our village has been cut and cleaned up, and seeing that it is going to rain, the young people in our village have come out to the neighboring village to help." Liu Shishi said: "I came to the upper village, and Wang Laosi took people to the lower village......"

Before Liu Shishi finished speaking, the old man looked shocked and asked, "Finished cutting?" When did you start cutting Changgu? The old man looked at it before, and he started cutting it just right yesterday! You cut it before you could get it? ”

Liu Shishi shook his head, shook the plunder in his hand, and said: "We Changgu also started cutting last morning, but there is a plunder made by Wei Langjun, and the cutting is fast." And this morning, Wei Langjun saw that it was going to rain, and we cut it in the morning, and we cleaned it up after noon - I won't say more to you, hurry up and help, how much can we grab! ”

As he spoke, Liu Shishi beckoned people to go down to the ground, opened the plunder and stood in front of the wheat, and as soon as the plunder passed, the wheat cut a large piece, and at the same time put it on the ground, and turned around and shouted: "The palm of the person follows me and bundles it!" ”

As he spoke, he continued to swing the plunder, one large piece at a time, one large piece at a time, and in the blink of an eye, the wheat field in front of him was cut clean.

After cutting, he didn't care about anything else, so he ran to the next wheat field.

The others are the same, one by one, after cutting one by one, and they don't care whose wheat field it is, as long as they see that it has not been cut, they jump down, wave their plunder, grit their teeth and cut it with all their might.

The thunder was getting closer and closer, and a black cloud in Wuyangyang was about to drift over.

"Quick! Faster! Liu Shishi shouted loudly, ignoring the fact that the tiger's mouth in his left hand had been cut by the rope on the plunder, and the blisters were blistering and blood flowing.

In the eyes of these peasants, these things in front of them are fate!

Without these things, life is gone.

In the whole world, except for the rumbling of the approaching thunder, only the rustling of wheat and the sound of wheat bales remained. Strangely, against the backdrop of these two sounds, it makes people feel a kind of crazy dead silence.

"It's good this way!" A voice suddenly came out: "Where else!" ”

"I'm fine here! Where else! Then another voice shouted.

There was a thunderstorm, and the old man on the ground only felt that his face was wet, and suddenly his heart exploded, and he lowered his arm in frustration: "It's over!" ”

The rain at the end of summer was so fierce that almost instantly, the sky and the earth were densely packed like a curtain.

"How many more!" Liu Shishi wiped his face, and shouted loudly regardless of direction.

"It's coming!" An equally shouted response came from nowhere.

In a desperate situation, people can always burst out with unprecedented strength. These men were harvesting wheat in the rain much faster than they had been in their own fields on the other day.

Liu Shishi wiped the rain from his face, and immediately ran to find the wheat field that had not yet been cut.

Ran over field after field, harvesting stubble after stubble.

"It's over! It's over! Suddenly, a shout appeared in the rain: "It's all over!" ”

When Liu Shishi heard the voice, he only felt a breath in his chest suddenly loosen, and then he felt a pain in his hand!

"Stones! Liu Shishi! An old shout came from behind him.

Liu Shishi turned around, but saw the old man calling him while looking for him, and when he got closer, he grabbed Liu Shishi and said, "Thanks to you!" Thanks to you! ”

Liu Shishi shook his head and asked, "Qi Aweng, how much did you rob?" ”

This is his primary concern at the moment.

"Eighty percent! More than eighty percent of them were snatched back! The old man said excitedly: "Thanks to your help!" Only 20% of them were drenched in rain! ”

Liu Shishi breathed a long sigh of relief, his hands and legs were weak, and he couldn't stand for a while, and he sat down on the mud floor, and he didn't have any strength in his body.

"Quick! Get them back! The old man hurriedly called someone to help, and several people hurriedly came up from behind to pick up Liu Shishi.

"Don't panic. Gather the people together, and I have something to say to you. Liu Shi slowed down and said to the old man.

"Good! Good! Rest for yourselves! The old man commanded, "Go and bring water!" Give these benefactors a few sips first! ”

Immediately, someone helped Liu Shishi and them to rest, someone went to carry water, and someone called people, as if the heavy rain was not a problem.

After gathering the labor of all the families in the village, the old man said: "Thanks to these young people in Changgu today, otherwise, we won't even be able to grab half of it back!" This is our great benefactor! Big guy, listen, in the future, Changgu can use the place where we go to the village, which of us in the village dares not to be kind and not help, that is ungrateful, God will split him! ”

"Guys!" Liu Shishi shouted from behind: "Wei Langjun of Changgu told me to give you a message, saying that if the weather is going to be unsunny and the wheat cannot be sunny, let everyone put the harvested wheat in an airtight place, and then pick up some poplar branches with leaves and put them in the wheat pile." It can be stored for a longer period of time, so that it germinates or molds more slowly. ”

After that, he was afraid that everyone would not believe it, so he added: "Wei Langjun's words will definitely not be false." The guy who cut the wheat in our hands was made by Wei Langjun. The sun is shining this morning, and it is Wei Langjun who reminds us to hurry up, it will rain today. ”

Everyone has seen the power of this plunderer to cut wheat, if it weren't for this thing, where would they be able to grab so much wheat when the rain falls?

Believe it right now.

"Changgu Wei Langjun......" The old man thought for a while and said, "That's not the one that has to be praised by the county...... The organ that the county government asked all over the country to go to Changgu to learn without people carrying water was made by Wei Langjun, but is it a person? ”

Liu Shishi nodded: "We are Wei Langjun of Changgu, that is a god man. Not only did we make new ploughs, so that we didn't have to carry water to water the ground. Seeing that we have changed to cutting wheat, we have made such a powerful thing, and we can finish cutting wheat in a day and a half. If Wei Langjun hadn't reminded us that it was going to rain in the morning, our wheat would have to be drenched, and we wouldn't have been able to help you. ”