Huang Gong is very well-behaved, and when he heard that his father's hand was injured, he decisively wrapped his father's hand into a "pig's foot".

Huang Zheng felt that he was lifting a stone and hitting his own feet, Huang Tianba was injured, and the work at home had to fall on her.

There's a big job ahead of us.

Just saw that Huang Tianba's hand was injured, Huang Zheng was in a hurry, and inserted Huang Tianba's hand directly into the water tank, the water in the water tank was stained red by blood, so naturally he couldn't use it anymore, so Huang Zheng had to go up the mountain again to carry water.

Because the villagers go to the mountains all year round to fetch water, the trail is extremely easy to find.

Walking on the road, there are very few villagers, most of them are fetching water in the morning, and when Huang Zheng goes up the mountain, it is already time for the sunset to fall.

The spring of the mountain spring water is located in a culvert in the middle of the mountainside, the area of the culvert is very large, there are 100 square meters, there are five springs in it at the same time to the spring water bubbling outward, forming a natural large pond in the culvert, the most strange thing is that this spring is bubbling outward, but there is no spring water overflowing and flowing down the mountain.

The water is so clear that you can see the yellow sand below.

Hands into the water, very delicate and warm, indescribably comfortable, especially Huang Zheng, who practiced yoga and was covered in mud and could only wipe his body, saw such a spring, and couldn't wait to jump into it immediately.

Huang Zheng wanted to take a bath, but he was afraid that someone would break in, so he waited for a long time, until it was dark, Huang Zheng quickly took off his clothes, jumped into the spring pool, washed his body up and down as quickly as possible, and immediately put on his clothes, which was as fast as Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, and went out before he tasted anything.

Brushing his wet hair, he picked up the bucket and was about to go down the mountain, when he suddenly heard a sound of broken talking under the mountain, and gradually approached.

It's so late, who's coming?

Huang Zheng looked at the path down the mountain and saw more than a dozen seventeen or eighteen-year-old men walking in the direction of the culvert, their hands empty, none of them carrying buckets, and they didn't look like they were coming to draw water.

The other party is a dozen men, he is a weak woman, and he is wearing wet hair, before he understands the situation, it is better not to go out rashly, if the other party is a person with no tricks, his fate is not just miserable can be described.

Huang Zheng looked around where he could hide, and finally found a depression on the inner wall on the right side of the door, behind two boulders, which ordinary people would not pay attention to, just the dead end of the line of sight.

Huang Zheng hurriedly dodged in, and as soon as he shrank back in, he was covered by someone and struggled to come out, and the person behind him had already whispered: "Whether it falls into the hands of more than a dozen men or one man, you choose." ”

When the man behind him thought that Huang Zheng was scared stupid and stopped struggling, Huang Zheng directly made a heartwarming elbow with his elbow, which just hit the man's stomach, and the man "hissed" in pain.

In such a cramped space, Huang Zheng couldn't twist his body at all, so he could only barely twist his neck, and by the faint light, he wanted to see the man's side face clearly.

The man obviously didn't want her to get her wish, and seeing that Huang Zheng wanted to turn his head to see him clearly, he simply shrank his body in, so that Huang Zheng could only see the corner of his clothes on one shoulder.

Huang Zheng was so angry that he pushed his elbow back again.

This time, the man was smart, and as soon as his body twisted, Huang Zheng's elbow suddenly hit the stone wall, and he gasped in pain.

The two of them stood side by side so awkwardly, unable to advance or retreat, and even taking a look at the true face of the man's Lushan became a luxury.