"Okay, I'm here!"

Despite his reluctance, Jing Chong still shouted at the void, but as soon as he saw that the words fell, he saw two figures, one fat and one thin, flickering, and the angry expressions couldn't help but make Jing Chong's neck shrink.

"Good boy, here is chic, wait for me to take a bath before I come back to you!"

Seeing the pool of water under his feet at a glance, Nie Haiyuan jumped into it without any extra words.

"Yes, I'll come too, let's have a mandarin duck play!"

Zou Cang also jumped into it, and in the midst of a scolding, the two of them mingled.

"You wash first, and Uncle Kong and I will send the water back first!"

Jing Chong saw that the opportunity was coming, so he simply went down the slope and said a word, which pushed the waterwheel and Uncle Kong to go down the mountain.

"Don't, don't, I have something to say!"

Nie Haiyuan was simply a devil, seeing that Jing Chong was about to leave, he didn't dare to delay at all, he climbed onto the shore again, ignoring his wet body, and ran up after him.

"You go while resting, this cart of water has been handed over to our brothers, and you can solve the matter of cleaning the thatched house in the future!" Nie Haiyuan was unreasonable, and as soon as he stretched out his hand to push Jing Chong away, he grabbed the handrail and pushed up the wheelbarrow, and at this time, Zou Cang had already rushed over, and the two of them were the same as above, and they really cooperated seamlessly.

"Okay, this car will be handed over to the two of you first, Jing Chong, let's go down the mountain first!"

I have to say that Uncle Kong is still an old man, and when he saw the two people acting, he did not have a trace of disgust, but showed a trace of cunning in his eyes, and then glanced at Jing Chong, turned around and walked down the mountain.

"No problem, wrap it up on me!"

Nie Haiyuan didn't know the inside story, and at this time, he was still patting his chest with righteousness and awe, and Zou Cang beside him was also struggling with his mouth lightly, and watched Jing Chong and Uncle Kong disappear from sight.

Besides, Jing Chong, who had just taken a few steps, waved his hand at Uncle Kong beside him, and said very worriedly, "Can it work?

Uncle Kong glanced at Jing Chong, smiled, but turned around and said, "These two boys are not real, and they should be embarrassed, besides, don't you also want them to grow up, it just so happens that this is also an opportunity! If these two are malleable, let them continue to push water, if they don't have that tenacity, they can only obediently return to clean the thatched house!"

Uncle Kong smiled strangely, but his words were not unreasonable, and at the same time, the two talked like this, Jing Chong was relieved a lot, and simply shook his robe, and followed Uncle Kong down the mountain with his heart.

It didn't take long for the two of them to return to the miscellaneous courtyard smoothly, and under the leadership of Uncle Kong, they had breakfast again, and by the way, they crooked on the bed for a while, but the two still did not come back.

In desperation, Uncle Kong came to the wooden shed again and pushed out the waterwheel that was parked last night and sent it to the dining courtyard to solve his urgent needs.

The two men continued to wait, until the third pole of the sun, only to see two figures swaying from side to side from the top of the hillside, panting down, the two men were covered with dust and unkempt, and it was obvious that they had suffered a lot on the way.

But thankfully, they were able to return the wheelbarrow, but when they opened the iron tank in the yard, Jing Chong suddenly found that there was not much left of the full tank of water.

"Yaya, you two boys have to be strong, it's okay now, the water at noon today is useless, and when the time comes, the hall master will blame it, see what you do!"

As soon as he found an excuse, Jing Chong couldn't help but scold and teach him a lesson, and the two people who said something straight lowered their heads and looked speechless, and they were silent for a long time before their knees collapsed on the ground.

"You can spare us, this broken mountain road is really able to catch up with the eighteen bends of the mountain road, twists and turns, bumpy and bumpy, Lao Tzu is so hung that he has not been pierced to death by stones on the ground, you see how many little heads have grown on my big head, this is not bad, I successfully pushed the car back, as for the water, I think forget it!"

Nie Haiyuan was full of grievances, looking like he was in love, he threw the car angrily, raised his head back and fell asleep, obviously this time he was really tired.

Looking at Zou Cang again, his already thin and withered body has become more slender, his wide clothes are wrapped around his waist from left to right, and a big blue and purple bag has appeared on his narrow forehead, and the beads of sweat on his forehead are dripping, and he lay on Nie Haiyuan's body without even saying a word, treating it as a "living pillow" without paying money.

"My mother's eyes are hungry!"

Faced with this scene, Jing Chong could only snicker secretly, but he still had to ignore the unforgiving warning, "You two, you can only clean the thatched house in this life, this errand of carrying water, in my opinion, forget it!"

Throwing down this sentence, the two of them were convinced, but they no longer argued, and they could be regarded as acquiescing in such an arrangement.

couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart, Jing Chong looked at Uncle Kong again, the two exchanged glances, but hurriedly pushed the waterwheel to the road of fetching water again.

The rugged mountain road chattered endlessly, but once again the light car familiarity obviously made Jing Chong a lot easier, and with the help of Uncle Kong, they welcomed back the first car of water very smoothly, until Jing Chong unloaded the water on the car like sweat like rain, which revealed a touch of ecstasy from the heart to the outside.

Life seems to go on in this peaceful trouble.

Since then, getting up every day to clean the courtyard, and going up the mountain to fetch water at dawn has completely become Jing Chong's job, in the first few months, Uncle Kong still needs to follow his helpers everywhere, but after half a year, Jing Chong can go to Qingtan to load water with his physical strength.

Therefore, the young man who originally looked strong finally became stronger, and his changes were more deeply reflected in Uncle Kong's eyes, but he only secretly praised with an approving gaze.

And with the alternation of time, the reincarnation of the sun and the moon, in the blink of an eye, the time of the year passed quietly.

During this year, Jing Chong lowered his head every day and was busy with his miscellaneous work, he seemed to have completely forgotten that he was in the art hall, and he seemed to have completely forgotten the agreement with the hall master, and enjoyed this quiet and quiet life, and unconsciously, even the impetuous heart became much calmer.

In the past year, whenever he has a free moment, he still does not forget to insist on reading the fantasy book, and after this year's spiritual baptism, his tyrannical disease has never flareed up again, such a change, can't help but make him more full of illusions about life.

As for the lost steel knife, of course, he was also paying attention to it all the time, but the most suspicious object, he did not go to investigate, because he was also in charge of Nie Haiyuan's original words, everything was fate.

I believe that the day when I wait for myself to get ahead, it will not be difficult to do such a thing.

Besides, to this day, he has never practiced a single and a half moves in the art hall, even if he knows that the other party is the murderer who stole his steel knife, but what can he do?

On the contrary, because of his reckless behavior, he was startled, and finally missed the opportunity to grab the knife, and then the gains outweighed the losses.

Therefore, the current Jing Chong, not so much enjoying the fun of life, is trying his best to precipitate a kind of savings, and this kind of savings is not something that can be exchanged for a move and a half of cultivation, because this is an experience and mental tempering that ordinary people do not have, it can be as soft as water, or as solid as a rock, quiet is the ancient well without waves, and moving is a blow that hurts people.

Of course, in the past year, Jing Chong has not only changed his mood, but even his height is much higher than a year ago.

At the age of thirteen, when he was developing uprightly, even if he was still a teenager, his height had reached the level of an ordinary adult, coupled with his strong body and dark skin, he really looked like a seasoned adult at first glance.