After hesitating for four or five days, Xin'er finally made up her mind.

These days, the water in the tank has never been full, but it is almost fast, and Xin'er is very dissatisfied with this speed.

She felt that what Feng Yu'an said before was right, if it kept going like this, what she did would be meaningless, and some of it was all for nothing.

She didn't want this, so she decided to change the position of the bamboo, and if it was about a foot down, she thought it would be enough, and it would take a few more days.

"Brother, I think about it, let's change the location of the bamboo in the well, and if we continue like this, I don't know when we will be able to use this water, so don't go and carry water."

"Okay, you decide."

He has no opinion on the matter of water diversion, he knows that his sister is for him and for the good of this family.

"Okay, it's okay for this time anyway, let's start today."

"yes, okay."

After cleaning up the house, the two of them carried the hoe and the basket on their backs and went up the mountain again.

Speaking of which, there is already a lot of firewood at home, and the platform above the kitchen has been piled up for more than half, and a pile has been placed in the corner of the kitchen.

However, in this way, as long as the brother and sister go up the mountain, they will carry the basket on their backs, and when they go home, they will carry firewood back, and the firewood can be burned for the family for two or three days.

What's more, as long as they have nothing to do, they will carry the basket on their backs to the mountains to chop some backs, and slowly, the family has more and more firewood.

Instead of digging up the bamboo and pulling it out of the well, the two started digging a trench from the outside.

Since they want to bury the bamboo down, they must dig a trench in the distance from the well, otherwise they cannot divert it, and the bamboo is not soft.

They are not very anxious about this matter, and now that they have entered the slack period, there is nothing to do, as long as there are no accidents, they can do it every day.

So, every day they dig in the morning and do things at home in the afternoon.

In this way, it did not take long for the ditch to be dug, and there was only a little more than a foot or two of distance left next to the well.

They thought they could do it in one day, so on the last day, they put the water out of the well.

Not surprisingly, this time the discharge water flow was much larger, and just once, the originally empty water tank was full all of a sudden.

After putting the water, the heart blocked the bamboo pipe again, today they changed positions, the water will definitely be muddy, if it is not blocked, then this tank of water does not have to think about it to know what the consequences are.

On the last day, Xin'er was very energetic, when they dug the well before, they knew that there were no big stones around the well, and in half a day, the two of them dug out the ditch and then pulled out the bamboo that was connected to the well.

As soon as the bamboo was pulled, the water in the well began to flow out of the place where the bamboo had been placed before, because there was not much water that came out of the water they had released in the morning.

Fearing that they would block the bamboo pipes, they put aside the bamboo pipes they had pulled out and pierced the wells with the bamboo they had prepared separately from the ditch they had dug.

One of the two people held the bamboo pipe, and the other knocked in front with the back of the knife, the bamboo pipe was hollow, and the wall of the well was not very thick, and the wall of the well was quickly opened.

Pulling out the bamboo pipe, the water in the well began to flow out at once, more than a foot deep, there was still a lot of water, and when the water was almost gone, they carefully put the bamboo pipe to divert water from the hole.

After that, carefully plug the excess gaps around with thin mud, and make sure that they are completely blocked before carefully burying the bamboo pipe again.

It was almost afternoon when everything was ready, and the brother and sister went to chop wood with a hoe on their backs.

On the way, Xin'er saw a yam with very thick vines, it seemed that the terrain was not bad, it should be easy to dig, and Xin'er was a little excited.

During this time, the yam was already ready to eat, and the people in the village would also go up the mountain from time to time to try their luck, and then she found that she naturally didn't want to give up.

Yam Xin'er still likes to eat it very much, she used to eat it when her father was still there, but after her father was gone, their family rarely ate it, and occasionally it was sent by the old uncle.

"Brother, there is a yam tree, you see that the vine is so thick, the yam below must be not small."

Xin'er walked a few steps quickly, grabbed the clothes in front of him, and pointed to the place where the yam vine was.

Youyi looked over with the position she pointed, the distance was already a little far away at this time, and he couldn't see it very clearly, and Xin'er knew that he would pull him over there.

walked in, Youyi also saw clearly, it is indeed not small.

"My sister wants to eat yams?"

"Hmm."

Looking up, it was not too late, and there should still be time to dig a yam, so Youyi said, "Then let's go and have a look?" ”

"yes, okay."

After reading it, Youyi felt that he could still dig, and he saw that there should be no big stones around, and there happened to be tools, so he took out a machete and chopped the surrounding branches and began to dig.

"I'll dig here again, you can see if there is any firewood around, if there is, cut some of it, remember not to go too far."

"I know, brother, be careful."

"Hmm."

Youyi began to dig hard, and after watching for a while, he went to look for firewood.

Youyi had never dug yams, but he had dug wells, and he felt that the meaning should be the same, so he dug down the head of the vine for a while, and Youyi saw a little yam.

Then he went down a little further, and he had a problem, he had dug the pit too small, and it was time to dig the yam any further, and he thought he had expanded a little more.

Maybe it was luck, or maybe it was because of something else, Youyi dug up a small stone, and it took him a little more time to dig it up.

Finally, by the time he dug up the whole yam, Xin'er had already cut all the firewood and packed it, and had already picked a lot of yam beans.

This yam plant is indeed not small, the thickest yam dug up is as thick as a righteous arm, and two or three knots have been dug out.

Just this one, it looked like it was dug up for more than ten catties, not counting the yams that were dug up and damaged.

"Wow, brother, I've dug a lot."

"yes, I've never dug that much."

The brother and sister looked at the pile of yams on the ground and exclaimed.

"Brother, let's bury it, maybe it will grow again next year."

Xin'er pointed to the yam path at the bottom of the vine.

It was accidentally broken on it by Youyi when he was taking the yam, and it was not long, just as long as a multi-finger mu.

"Okay, by the way, let's bury two more yam beans, maybe they can grow new ones next year."

"Okay."

I picked her off the yam beans she put in the back basket, selected a few good ones, and threw them in.

"Brother, you bury a section first, I'll throw this in, the seed should not grow if it is buried deeply."

Just as he was about to throw it away, his heart paused.

"Okay."