Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Sound of Drought and Thunder and the Well's Water Surge (First Update)
'Boom~! After the first sound, which was not thunder but was better than thunder, several loud noises rang out in Linhe Village, Sanshui County.
At this time, it was four o'clock in the morning, that is, about four o'clock in the morning, and the people in the village were awakened in their sleep, but they thought it was going to rain, and the thunder was blowing, and they couldn't bear the sleep, and they all fell asleep, only some old people who were light in their sleep, wanted to see what the rain looked like, put on their clothes, pushed open the door, and stood inside the door and looked out.
The sky was still so dark, the stars were also twinkling, except for the coolness of the night, there was no longer any moisture, there was a lot of dog barking, and nothing else had changed.
"Why is there thunder? What are you doing with these drought mines? Eh~! An old man who had already opened the door and stood there looking outside sighed, muttered a few words, and turned to go back to the back room.
"Old man, it's raining outside? These ears, old man, can't hear a sound. An old lady's voice came from the back room.
"No, let's sleep, I don't know what that loser is doing, he did something hurtful, God took thunder." As he spoke, the old man moved back to the hay-covered bunk below, squatted down with difficulty, took off the clothes he had draped over his body, rolled them up twice and put them where the pillow should be, pulled over half of the blanket, and slept with his back to the old lady.
In the darkness, the old lady blinked her eyes, helped the old man tuck the blanket around his neck, lay there with her head up, thought for a while, sighed, and waited for the old man's snoring to sound, and then fell asleep.
Early the next morning, the little children in Linhe Village got up first, and dragged the water from their homes one by one to go to the well to grab water.
In the past, this was not the case, usually while the water was being drawn, the water in the well was also rising, and if you really wanted to beat the water to the end, you need several adults to take turns to lift the water with willow rollers, and it will continue to lift for more than an hour, so that the water can reach the bottom, and after a while, it will slowly rise again.
Today they thought it was the same, dragging heavy wooden barrels in the direction of the well, some of them had two or three children in the family, the older ones dragged the buckets, and the smaller ones ran to stand at the mouth of the well, which was also a position.
Now it is no exception, a group of children are almost better than running out of the house, older children are more optimistic about the smaller, do not fall into the well, this is not a shaking wheel, there is always a bucket hanging at the mouth of the well.
The well is an open well, you need to tie a rope to a hole below, and there is an oilcloth in the block, as long as it falls into the well, the weight of the bucket will let the water wash away the layer of oilcloth, and wait for the bucket to go up, the weight of the water will press the oilcloth to the bottom of the bucket, and it will leak some water, but most of the water is lifted.
Such wells usually have no safeguards, some use a wooden plank, and some are so open that they fall in, let alone a little baby, and adults can't save them.
When you go out, the well on which side the house is close to, the little baby will run to which side, and those who are almost far and near will think about which side has fewer little babies, so they will run to which side.
There are three babies in a family, the two big ones are female babies, the younger ones are male babies, one female baby should run to the well first, and the rest of the female babies have to take care of their younger brother, when she and her younger brother arrived at the well, they saw the sister in front of them standing there in a daze.
"Cao'er, what are you doing, be careful of falling into the well." When the elder sister wants to take care of her younger siblings, she looked at the grass curtain that had been opened at the well, and asked her sister worriedly.
The grass came first, and the others had not yet arrived, so she looked into the well first, and vaguely found that there was more water in it, much higher than the previous day, and there was a white light in the pitch, which made her very sure.
Hearing my sister ask, I hurriedly said, "Sister, there is a lot of water, hurry up and get some to see." ”
When my sister found that there was a different smell around here, it was very unpleasant, and when she saw that her sister was still standing there, she came closer and looked down, and felt that the water was really a lot higher.
"Really, help me pull the rope, I'll put the willow roll in and take a look." As she spoke, my sister threw down the bucket beside the well, and when there was a sound, she immediately pulled it upward, or else the water would be full for a while, and she would not be able to pull it again.
The small half-bucket of water was pulled up, and the three siblings looked inside curiously.
"Eldest sister, second sister, this water is too muddy." After the little brother saw it, he said to the two sisters.
"Don't worry about it for now, occupy the place, and wait for Daddy to come and fetch water." When the eldest sister has also seen the water, it is muddy, but it is better than nothing.
At this time, other children also came one after another, there were two boys in the family, there was no need for adults to go to the side, they could go directly to fetch water, they were bold, even if they were done with the water and let their parents spank each other, they were willing to do more things for the family.
Seeing that there was already someone standing there in front of him, he urged, and if he wanted to fetch water first, he usually had to go through a quarrel, but today the three sisters and brothers in front of him were very talkative and moved out of the way.
These two boys are a pair of twins, that is, twins, they are ten years old this year, others let go, they will naturally not be polite, carry the bucket to the well, estimate the distance, put it aside, throw down the willow roll that is still wet hanging next to it, and listen to the movement inside.
I feel that it is almost, when I should have filled half of the willow boiling water, I pulled the rope together, and when I reached the wellhead, I directly put the back of the willow roll on the edge of the well, and the front mouth was facing my own bucket, and as soon as it was tilted, the water in it flowed into the wooden barrel.
The boy's mind is worse than that of the girl, and he doesn't even consider whether the water is muddy, so he pours the water down half-willow, and then picks up the water, going back and forth several times, and finally fills the wooden bucket he brought with his home, and drags it home.
dragged and dragged on, the adults came, just saw their two children in the water and walked back, two steps to the front, without saying a word, one of them directly in front of him, squatting, knees up, pressed the child to the top, opened his palm, and slapped the child's buttocks.
"What did I tell you? Let you occupy a position, you take your brother to fetch water again, in case of falling, how can you let me and your mother live? Beat you disobedient child to death. ”
"Dad, I'm my younger brother, the water is higher than usual today, let's get more water first, why are you hitting me?" The child who was beaten screamed, he didn't hurt, he usually hurt more than this when he fought with the children in the village, he mainly developed a fear psychology since he was a child, afraid of his parents beating, and crying when he was beaten.
When the father's slap was raised and retracted, he looked at the other son, he couldn't help it, for so many years, as long as the two children stood together and couldn't see the birthmark on their bodies, he couldn't tell which one was the eldest and which was the second, especially these two children usually play together, they are the same, and they always change their clothes and wear them.
The other child saw his father's gaze sweeping over, and took two steps back, "Dad, I'm my younger brother, brother, don't hurt me." ”
"Brother, how can you talk nonsense with your eyes open? Okay, anyway, I didn't suffer much for you, so I'll be a brother once. Another child followed.
When the father slapped his head with his hand, "Don't say it, stop it for me, you are the elder brother, I am the younger brother, you are not allowed to change your clothes for a while, go home and let your mother recognize it, which one is the elder brother, you are ready." ”
The person who is the father really has no choice, often beats the wrong child, goes back to let the daughter-in-law complain, the child who does the wrong thing secretly laughs on the side, and the one who does nothing wrong can only cry and be wronged, he is not as good as the daughter-in-law, whether it is listening to the voice, or taking a casual look, no matter how the two children change their clothes, even if they rub their faces with mud to see clearly, they can recognize them at once, and they have never missed it.
"Dad, don't worry, my brother and I will never change our clothes, brother, it's all your fault." The two children said to their father at the same time, he didn't say this kind of thing once or twice, it was instinct.
It's not that the father really wants to beat the two sons into something, but he is worried that the two boys will always go out to do things by themselves in the future, if there is a danger, which one is missing, he can't forget it in this life, and at the same time he feels that the two sons are sensible and know how to help adults fetch water.
Looking down at the water in the bucket, he found that it was much more turbid than usual, and then he remembered what his son had just said, the water in the well was higher than usual, and when he looked at the water again, his eyes suddenly widened.
Of course, he understands when such a thing will happen, that is, the well has just been dug, and the water in it will gush out with sediment, and the water will rise, and it will be also turbid, and several adults will need to take turns to fetch water out, until it reaches the bottom, and all the sediment that can enter the water will be removed, and clear water will come out.
Of course, in addition to this, when the ground moves, the water in the well will be very turbid, but the chickens in the village do not jump, the dogs do not bark, it is impossible to move, could it be that someone is digging the well again?
At this time, there were also adults from other people's families who came over, and also found out about this situation, and some people's minds were active, thinking of the thunder they heard in the morning, and said excitedly: "Xiangrui, this is Xiangrui, I heard that a dry well over there in the county town for many years is water after a few thunders, and our well is also the first thunder, right?" ”
After he said this, the others also thought of it, and they all didn't care about fetching water, and were about to go to the county seat to report, but before they could get out of the village, there were people in other places where there were wells, and there were also people saying such things there.
"Then even if this is a village, there is auspiciousness." Most of the wells were water-rising, and there was so much thunder, that the clever man pressed this miracle directly on the village.
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Today's third watch has nothing to do with the recommended ranking, and those who know Xiao Er understand that Xiao Er will not do this kind of thing, and Xiao Er would rather be wronged by himself.
The main thing is that a new change in the plot is needed, and I have to slow down, there is a lot of information to prepare, and those who have read Xiao Er's book understand that Xiao Er's information will be specific to the local natural features, including trees, flowers and plants, very much, don't look at the writing of only a few words.