Chapter Seventy-Five: There Are Cracks in the Barrel

When Fan Ya walked halfway to the well with large and small colorful buckets in both hands, she remembered that she had forgotten to wear a straw hat again.

The damn sun is like a big furnace, it bakes the earth hot, even the air is hot, and people sweat when they move.

At this moment, Fan Ya felt the heat go up from the soles of her feet, and the top of her head was hot again, and she was really worried about whether she would be roasted. The clothes had already made the sweat stick to the body, emitting bursts of sour sweat, and the smoke made me almost nauseous.

She secretly swore in her heart that she must get water, and she must take a bath at night. Otherwise, you will really smoke yourself to death.

By the time Fan Ya arrived at the well platform, Sister-in-law Li had already disappeared.

There was a big sister in the barbershop, and when she saw Fan Ya coming, she quickly ran over and reached out to help her get the bucket.

Before Fan Ya could react, the eldest sister had already snatched the bucket with both hands, and then spoke: "Little Fan Ya!" Lesser! Wait a minute, Uncle Wang's turn is ready, you can let your sister insert in front of you first! Both of us are so good, my sister is busy in the store, and she is in a hurry to use it? ”

The fat aunt also stopped weaving fishing nets now, as if watching a good show, she was happily waiting, Fan Ya was a little bit to be bullied by the barber shop owner.

Uncle Wang had just let the barbershop owner grind for a while, and he bit it and disagreed. Now that she is eyeing Fan Ya again, she keeps shaking her head at Fan Ya secretly.

Fan Yadu saw the scene in front of her, but she did something sorry for this big sister last time, and she felt a little guilty, feeling that she owed her big sister, and she wanted her to do it.

Just a gust of hot wind blew the thick smell of sweat on her body, and it made her nauseous.

The eldest sister also seemed to smell the stench, and Fan Ya looked at her and turned her head, "Phew!" Spat a little.

Fan Ya immediately woke up as if she was shocked: she didn't say anything about the smell on her body. But little Pete hasn't taken a bath for a few days, and the prickly heat has grown more and more. He's a little guy who can't speak yet, crying in pain all day long, I'm a sister who doesn't help him, who else will help him.

She also thought: I have a chance to relieve Pete's pain today, why should I let someone who has nothing to do with me and dislikes me. blurted out: "I'm sorry sister!" You're better behind me! You see, I haven't had water for days, and I stinks to death. My brother didn't have any water to bathe, and he had prickly heat and stinky on his body. "To tell the truth, it's good to refuse.

Uncle Wang squinted happily at this time, and secretly raised a big female finger to Fan Ya.

The big sister immediately changed her face, smashed the bucket on the ground with both hands, and scolded: "Stinky girl! Dead girl film! The old lady has been good with you for so many years. You wild girl with a mother and no mother, get away from me, don't see me next time. Scolding and carrying her bucket away.

This is the first time that the eldest sister has scolded Fan Ya like this. Her aggrieved tears couldn't stop flowing, and she stretched out her hand to wipe it constantly, trying to control herself from crying.

Uncle Wang saw it and comforted him: "Child! Don't cry! You're doing a great job. If everyone comes to tell you to let him, and you feel embarrassed to say yes, then do you still have to eat or take a bath in your own house? Other people's families can go to distant places to fetch water, can you pick it yourself, or do you want grandma to go to the barren mountains and mountains to fetch water? People are selfish, you are still young, and sometimes you have to think more about a family like yours. The uncle said earnestly.

Fan Ya kept sobbing, nodded to Uncle Wang, and was about to reach out to carry the bucket.

was preemptively mentioned by Uncle Wang: "Uncle will show you, whether the plastic bucket was smashed just now." As he spoke, the uncle squatted on the ground and went to check carefully one bucket at a time.

After watching this good show, the fat aunt continued to bow her head and weave fishing nets.

Fan Ya also squatted beside the uncle, and also followed to look at the bucket, and then at the bucket.

After careful inspection by Uncle Wang, the stainless steel bucket was a dowry from my grandfather to my mother, and my grandmother was reluctant to use it. Brand new barrels, with a little deformation on the sides, are not in the way.

The body of a large red plastic bucket was broken, and two small green plastic buckets were cracked with a long thin slit underneath.

Fan Ya watched the bucket break like this, and cried out loudly: "Ahh The good buckets are broken, grandma will kill me, grandma will kill me. ”

The fat aunt stopped to weave the net and smiled, it was another good play.

Uncle Wang hurriedly persuaded Fan Ya again: "Good boy! Don't cry! Don't cry! Wait a minute, an uncle will go and tell your grandmother. It's okay if the barrel cracks, I'll make it up for your uncle. ”

Hearing this Fan Ya, she immediately stopped crying, and asked Uncle Wang curiously: "Uncle!" Do you really know how to replenish the barrel? When will I make it up? ”

"Why would I, an adult, lie to you as a child? Fan Ya! Uncle can mend the bucket for you now. Uncle Wang just took out a lighter from his pants pocket.

It's a good thing, the fat aunt came over to see the excitement a long time ago, and said with a smile: "Yo! I said, Old Man Wang, do you want to burn a plastic bucket with a lighter, or do you want to smoke? ”

Fan Ya didn't care if the fat aunt was laughing, she still waited quietly for Uncle Wang to come slowly.

Uncle Wang ignored the fat aunt's teasing and continued to dig into his pockets. I saw him take out a pack of cigarettes, slowly take out one and light it, put it in his mouth again, continued to dig into his pocket, and took out a roll of wide tape like silver.

"Old man Wang! Won't you just use this tape to mend the barrel? Aren't you afraid to soak in water? The mouthy fat aunt still wants to continue to laugh at Uncle Wang.

"Uncle! What the hell are you tape-like?" asked Fan Ya, puzzled.

"This is tin foil tape, but it's a good thing. It was my daughter who brought it back to me from the city the other day, so wait a minute and let you see how amazing it is. Uncle Wang ignored the fat aunt, and just said to Fan Ya proudly.

The fat aunt was also seeing this thing for the first time, and she was very curious, and she also wanted to see how amazing this thing was. I also want my youngest son to buy it for her in the future, so I won't talk too much, for fear of making Uncle Wang angry and driving her away.

Fan Ya held her breath and squatted quietly in front of Uncle Wang, her eyes staring at Uncle Wang's hand motionlessly, for fear of missing a wonderful and magical scene.

The uncle took out his handkerchief again, took the red bucket and wiped it with the handkerchief. Stick a piece of tape longer than the crack on the crack in the barrel, and finally use his big hand to push a few more times on the tape, and it is done.

In this way, the other two green buckets, Uncle Wang can also easily handle it.

Fan Ya and the fat aunt were dumbfounded.

"Uncle! It's as simple as that? Fan Ya didn't believe her eyes.

"Hmmm! Rest assured! Child! Guaranteed to miss nothing. Uncle Wang said with a serious face.

The fat aunt sneered: "Who is it? Something to fool a child. ”

Listening to the fat aunt's words, Uncle Wang thought about it and said, "If you don't believe it, then you give Fan Ya a bucket of water and let her carry it all the way home, don't you know if you try it?" ”

"Good! Isn't it just a bucket of water? See if I don't expose your trick of deceiving children today. The fat aunt is still thinking about the joke, and tomorrow she can spread the word all over the village.

The fat aunt generously flotted Fan Ya with a large bucket full of water.

Uncle Wang helped Fan Ya take a few steps, and secretly whispered in her ear: "Child! Hurry up and bring the water home, let your brother take a bath first, and when it's your turn to wait for the water, you can wash your clothes at the well. ”

Fan Ya now believed Uncle Wang's words very much, picked up the bucket and began to walk home quickly.