There were a lot of shouts such as "collect clothes" outside, and it took a while for the whole village to quiet down.

It rained for several days, and it is said that many places were flooded.

The Qingxi Brigade is located in a higher position, and there are basically no flooded houses or casualties.

However, there was also a lot of water in some parts of the brigade, so it was necessary to dig ditches everywhere to divert the water.

No, the Yun family and the others have been working from morning to evening, and they have to dig again after dinner.

While eating quickly, Yun Shi looked up at the two children: "Zhi'er, Lidong, you brothers and sisters will hurry up and wash and sleep later, and your father and mother will dig a ditch to drain the water." ”

"Okay mother." Ning Zhi swallowed the food in his mouth, and after being busy responding, he said with concern: "Mother, you and your father must be careful when digging the ditch, the ground is too slippery and slippery on this rainy day." ”

Anyone who has ever stepped on the mud knows how slippery the wet mud is, almost as good as the ice, so if you are not careful, you may have an accident.

"Don't worry, girl, don't worry about us, your father and I will be careful." Yun looked at his girl gently and comfortably.

The girl is really caring, unlike the stinky boy who only cares about eating there.

After dinner, after Yun and Ning Dayuan put on their raincoats again, they hurriedly ran outside with shovels and hoes.

Ning Zhi looked at their backs, and couldn't help frowning between his eyebrows.

It's raining even harder than just now!

It poured down from the rooftops almost like a note, smashing the ground into muddy puddle after puddle.

It simply brings the idioms of heavy rain and heavy rain into full play.

But Ning Zhi also knew that even if he went to call the Yun family back now, it would be impossible.

If you don't dig a ditch to release water, then the entire Qingxi brigade may be flooded like other brigades.

"Sister." Ning Lidong walked over, still holding his quilt and pillow in his hands.

"What's wrong?" Ning Zhi retracted her gaze and landed on him, and when she saw what he was holding after asking, she roughly knew what he meant.

Ning Lidong scratched his head, bowed his head embarrassedly and said, "Isn't it raining so heavily tonight, and there are only two of us at home, my brother is worried that you will be scared, so I am ready to come and live with you on a kang." ”

It's a nine-year-old boy, and he knows how to be shy.

"No, no, brother, I'm not afraid." Ning Zhi hurriedly waved at him.

Even though she knew that they were all children now, and they were half brothers and sisters, she still didn't want to live together.

What's more, she is really not afraid.

But it's raining, and it's not thunder and lightning.

"Okay then." Ning Lidong saw her insistence, so he nodded.

Before leaving, he added: "Then sister, if you have anything to do at night, call me." ”

"Okay brother." Don't look at Ning Zhi like this, but in fact, she is ...... in her heart

Depend on! You slept so dead that you couldn't wake up from an earthquake, how loud do I have to shout to wake you up?

Soon, there was the sound of Ning Lidong's even sweet breathing next door.

He has always been like this, no matter how loud the movement outside, as long as he wants to sleep, he can fall asleep immediately, and he is not affected by the outside at all.

Ning Zhi pillowed his hands behind his head, revealing an expression of crying and laughing.

Meanwhile.

Ning Lao and his family are also going to open a canal to divert water.

This time, all the members who went to dig the ditch could not only get 15 points each, but also get two white-flour steamed buns.

Otherwise, Ning Lao Si and the other lazy people in the team would not go.

"Fugui, my mother and your father are gone." Ning Lao's fourth daughter-in-law shouted into the house before leaving.

Ning Fugui, who was lying on the kang, responded impatiently: "Got it." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Ning Fugui's mind suddenly remembered something.

Once, his father broke his leg and arm when he was digging a ditch.

Later, his leg was better, but his arm was disabled, and he could only become a one-armed person for the rest of his life, and I don't know how many white eyes he suffered.

In particular, the amount of work earned by going to work is less than that of women.

His family is also getting poorer.

This time, he can't let his dad be disabled anymore no matter what!

"Dad, you can't dig a ditch!" Ning Fugui jumped down from the kang and rushed out of the door in one go, holding Ning Laosan's leg tightly and refusing to let go.

Ning Laosi was angry and wanted to break his hand: "What kind of mess are you kidding, don't dig ditches, don't earn work, don't want white-faced steamed buns?" ”

"But if you go, you'll break your legs and arms, especially your arms, and you'll be crippled when the time comes!" Ning Fugui was afraid that he would not be able to stop him, so he hurriedly said the consequences.

"You kid dare to curse Lao Tzu?" As soon as Ning Laosi heard this, his eyebrows bulged angrily, and he picked up the stick on the side and was about to hit him.

"Today I have to teach you to be a son!"

How could Ning Fugui let her hit, and hurriedly hid behind Ning Lao's fourth daughter-in-law and Mrs. Ning.

"Mother, milk, you save me, my father is going to beat me!" He hurriedly hugged Mrs. Ning's legs.

"Fourth! You dare to beat my grandson, I will fight with you! "Mrs. Ning is an old woman who regards her grandson as her life, of course she has to protect Ning Fugui.

This will be directed at his nose and scolded.

Ning Lao's fourth daughter-in-law also hurriedly protected her son: "His father, can't you say something well, this is his own son!" ”

"Didn't you all hear how he cursed me?" Ning Laosi knew that he couldn't beat this kid today, so he angrily threw the stick to the ground.

"He cursed me to break my arms and legs, is that something a son can say?"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Ning couldn't help frowning: "Fugui, you are really, how can you curse your father like this?" ”

Although she loves Ning Fugui, her youngest son is also her lifeline.

"Milk, I'm not cursing my dad anymore, what I said is true." When Ning Fugui thought of the hard days he had lived before, his tears couldn't help but flow down.

"Milk's good grandson, don't cry, don't cry." As soon as Mrs. Ning saw him shedding tears, her heart was like a knife, and she hurriedly squatted in front of him: "Let's talk slowly if we have something to say, don't cry." ”

Ning Fugui wiped his tears, knowing that he had to make up a reason that would make them believe it today, so he had to make up a lie again: "This is what my dead second berto dream told me, so Dad, I beg you, you must not go!" ”

"Fugui, is that really what your second uncle told you?" Mrs. Ning was skeptical.

"Of course it's true!" Ning Fugui's eyes were red and nodded: "I'm my father's own son, can I still harm him?" ”