The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and although the plants and trees in the four fields are luxuriant, they are wilting under the scorching heat. Cao Ang and Zhang Qiang sat under a newly built pergola next to the house, which was made of bamboo and crawled with sparse vines, but fortunately it was shaded by trees, which was also cool.

Zhang Qiang was strong, sweaty and drenched, and said with a wry smile: "Sir, it's not strange for you, Lao Zhang didn't eat and drink very well, and he had to starve in the famine years, but this body is full of meat, unlike others who are as thin as bamboo poles, am I sick?" ”

Cao Ang shook his head with a smile and teased: "You are a blessed life, and drinking saliva will grow meat." ”

"Hey," Zhang Qiang sighed self-deprecatingly, and said: "Where can we Shengdou Xiaomin have any blessings to enjoy, spring ploughing, summer Yun and autumn harvest and winter storage, and can only dig some barely enough food from the ground all year round, and have to worry about natural disasters**, life can be hard." ”

Cao Ang nodded in agreement, sighed solemnly, got up and looked at the land outside that was being hit by the heat wave, and said after a while: "The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and I don't know when it will rain transparently. ”

Zhang Qiang sighed with a sad face, and said: "I'm afraid it's not easy, I'm afraid that the weather will continue to work, Mr. doesn't know that the ponds in the fields are almost dry now, and if it's so hot for a few days, there will be a shortage of water in the fields. ”

Cao Ang's heart sank, he really didn't expect this drought to be so serious, and hurriedly asked, "Are the crops in the field okay?" ”

"The paddy field is okay, it has been filled with a lot of water before, and it can last for a few days. The dry fields have been turned white by the sun, and if there is no water for two days, the seedlings will begin to die. At present, there is not much water in the ponds around, although the water is abundant, but after all, it is far away, hey, the thief really teaches people not to live in peace. ”

Cao Ang paused and said, "Is there any way to alleviate one or two?" ”

Zhang Qiang shook his head, looked up at the cloudless and clear sky, and said, "It all depends on the mood of Taiyishen." ”

At this time, Wei hurriedly walked over, came to Zhang Qiang's side, and said, "Come down to the ground with me to get water, the courgette seedlings are all soft, and if you don't water them, I'm afraid they will dry up one after another." ”

"Where is the water?" Zhang Qiang frowned, and said distressedly: "The ponds around that field are all dry, at most there is a little water stored in the small potholes, so how can a little water be able to irrigate the seedlings of nearly three acres of land?" ”

"No matter how much water there is, it's better to save one tree and save one tree than to watch all the young seedlings being killed alive. Let's finish lifting the water around us first, and then we can't go farther, they are all fat and tender seedlings, and I can't stand it when I see them being killed alive. Webster was anxious and helpless, and said bitterly.

"Okay," Zhang Qiang is also a farmer, how can he not cherish the seedlings in the field, although he said that there were many difficulties, but he did not push back, and immediately agreed: "Let's do our best, I hope that God Taiyi will bless and be able to rain early." ”

Cao Ang watched Zhang Qiang and Wei leave in a hurry, and his heart was covered with a layer of haze. He was born rich and noble, the Cao family since the Cao Teng era, has accumulated a huge amount of wealth, when he was young, he had no worries about food and clothing, and after growing up, under the influence of Cao Cao, he was determined to be loyal to the Han family, although he came from the eunuch family, but he hated the eunuchs and relatives very much, and later experienced the Yellow Turban Rebellion and Dong Zhuo's Rebellion, hated these thieves to the bone, thinking that they were the culprits who stirred up the world and the social turmoil.

But now that I think about it, are these Shengdou Xiaomin really the culprits who disturb the community? Ordinary people like Webster and Zhang Qiang, as long as there is a way to live, will never take risks and embark on the road of rebellion. The so-called official coercion and civil rebellion, the official coercion is in the front, and the people are in the back. How many of the mighty Yellow Turban thieves are ordinary people whose families are ruined and have no way to make a living?

For the first time in 20 years, Cao Ang realized the naivety of his previous ambitions. The key to the realization of the goal of Zhongxing Dahan is not to make the Ming monarch and virtuous ministers, but to whether the majority of the common people in the world can be fed and clothed, so that these tens of millions of ordinary people can make a living.

If the people are safe, the world will be peaceful. When the common people are in exile, the society is in turmoil.

Cao Ang looked at the north from afar, perhaps at this moment, the little emperor in Xu Du was depressed and sorrowful, worried about the turmoil in the world, and the corruption of the ancestral foundation; sorrowful as the king of a country, but like being in a cage, he can't help himself; is worried that the Li Min's family under the whole world is ruined and innocent is dead; I am worried about how many righteous people in the four seas will cry blood and be unswerving.

The memory in his mind resurfaced again, and Cao Ang understood it more deeply than ever.

As a descendant of Yanhuang Miao, he is mighty and unyielding, and he struggles endlessly, and he is agitating in this troubled world according to his own heart, which is pure for himself.

As a vassal of the Han family, he eats the Lu of the Han Dynasty and is loyal to the Han. It is the duty of the ministers to help the Han family and help the Son of Heaven to reign in the world, which is purely for the king.

Reading the books of sages and sages, knowing the affairs of the world, if one day the wind and clouds gather, the horses have to be ridden, and the high-ranking officials have to do it, they should help the world at the same time, and save those compatriots with the same root and origin who are in dire straits, which is pure in the world.

"I am Han, the Son of Heaven is Han, and the common people of the world are also Han. In this life, Cao Ang should be determined to be pure in himself, pure in the king, pure in the world, with my meager body, full of blood, must be pure in Han. Teach me that the descendants of Yanhuang and Miao will live forever; Teach me that the people of the Han family stand up to the heavens and the earth; Teach me that the land of China will always be at peace. "On the earth, under the sky, under the witness of the great sun, Cao Ang made a grand ambition to carry out his life.

The boiling blood can't change the cruel reality, and the world becomes hotter. Cao Ang sighed worriedly, if this drought continues, I don't know how many common people who are male farmers and weavers will become vassals of wealthy families in the coming year.

Suddenly, Xiao Qin'er's cry came from inside the house, and Cao Ang hurriedly ran over. Since the last time Xiao Qin'er was taken out by Huang Chengyan, Wei no longer dared to leave Xiao Qin'er at home, even if it was entrusted to a neighbor who knew the roots. Fortunately, Cao Ang is here now, so there is no need to take Xiao Qin'er down to the field to suffer.

During this time, Wei's family had abundant food, and the meat he sold before also made a small profit, and the food at home improved a lot, and Xiao Qin'er visibly gained weight. The red fluttering little face and the tender arms like lotus roots are always very loved.

Cao Ang walked into the house, Xiao Qin'er stopped crying, plunged into his arms, arched twice, blinked his hazy sleepy eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Where is Grandma?" I want my mother. ”

Cao Ang looked at the sky, it was still early, Wei and Zhang Qiang were afraid that it would take a while to come back, so they picked up Xiao Qin'er and said, "Mr. will take you to find your mother, okay?" ”

Xiao Qin'er hugged Cao Ang's neck tightly, rubbed her little head affectionately twice, and giggled.

It was very hot outside the house, and Cao Ang hugged Xiao Qin'er for a short time, and then sweated slightly. Most of the fields on both sides of the road are seedlings more than a foot high, but unfortunately they are all depressed and soft, and in some fields that cannot hold water, the seedlings that should be green have turned yellow.

Many farmers carry tools and look for water sources everywhere under the scorching sun, even if they are a drop in the bucket, no one is willing to give up easily, the crops in the field are all their expectations, and their lives are their lives.

Cao Ang walked all the way, watched all the way, and his heart was extremely heavy. Turning a corner, there is a pond about six or seven acres in size, the bank of the pond is overgrown with weeds, but in the center there is only a layer of water less than a foot slightly concave and shallow.

A shadow suddenly came into view, Cao Ang subconsciously stopped, and after a closer look, he saw the son-in-law of the Huang family dressed in short clothes and concentrating on the shore fiddling with a long wooden utensil.

Cao Ang was curious, walked over gently, and said softly when he came to him: "Cao Mou has seen the son-in-law." ”

Huang raised his head in surprise, and when he saw Cao Ang, his face turned cold, and he snorted angrily and ignored Cao Ang.

Cao Ang smiled, thinking that he had a dispute with Huang Chengyan a few days ago, and he had a lot of complaints about him, but this Huang family's daughter-in-law still holds a grudge. Cao Ang couldn't help but think in his heart, after all, it is a woman's family, even if it is reasonable, gentle and graceful, it is inevitable that he will have some petty temperament.

Huang ignored Cao Ang, and he watched Huang busy. After a slight look, she saw that Huang Shi was not wearing a silk scarf today, and her wheat-colored face was covered with sweat, dripping to the ground from time to time, and her expression was single-minded, and all her spirit was on the things under her hands.

Cao Ang felt a little pity in his heart, Huang's face was exquisite, his body was graceful, if it weren't for his dark complexion and yellow hair, he would definitely be a beauty who captivated the country and the city. And even if she has such a black face and yellow hair now, she must not be said to be ugly, at most it makes people feel weird, and at first glance she is not used to it.

Huang fiddled for a while, sometimes frowning, sometimes suspicious, sometimes smiling, after a long time, he sighed lightly, got up and moved the utensils on the ground.

When Cao Ang saw it, he hurriedly put Xiao Qin'er down and went up to help, Huang glared at him and did not object.

"I wonder where the son-in-law is going to move this thing?"

Huang pointed to the shallow surface of the water in the middle of the pond and said nothing.

Cao Ang was not verbose, and carefully carried the utensils there, and after placing them, Huang looked at Cao Ang, who was bitten lightly by his teeth, and said, "Shake the wooden handle on the side." ”

Cao Ang looked at it suspiciously, Huang Shi walked up and grabbed the wooden handle and shook it for a while, then looked at Cao Ang and said, "That's it." ”

Cao Ang nodded, shook the wooden handle according to the gourd drawing, and made a gurgling sound, and then saw a little water carrying a little water on the wooden tooth to pass forward.

"This is a keel car?" Cao Ang was very surprised, he didn't expect Huang to be able to make such a complex utensil.

"Hmph," Huang snorted, his posture was quite proud, and then his brows were twisted together, staring at the waterwheel and muttering, "Even if it succeeds, what's the use?" There was no water everywhere, and the car was just a pile of rotten wood. ”