"Teacher Lin, this person robbed us of our fish and beat us. Huang Shulang immediately sued.

Ma Jindong also hurriedly reported to the teacher: "This bald head is not a good person at first glance." Specializes in bullying us little ones. ”

"Forget it, let's all go back. Teacher Lin spoke, and the people of Bajiao Village dispersed.

Huang Shulang and Ma Jindong both stopped attacking, and the bald Luo Kai could finally climb up from the river, he had been beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his whole body was wrapped in mud, looking more like a mud man. However, I saw Luo Kai looking at Huang Shulang and Ma Jindong with resentment, and even Teacher Lin.

When I walked towards Teacher Lin and the others, I deliberately stumbled and kicked up the pebbles that Huang Shulang had just thrown on the ground.

"Whoosh!"

The stone actually made a whirring chirp.

"Ahh

The poor bald Luo Kai managed to catch a poplar tree on the shore, only to be hit in the forehead precisely by a pebble. Luo Kai screamed, let go of his hand, and fell into the mud again.

"Huang Jingyang!" Teacher Lin glared back at me.

"Teacher Lin, I didn't mean to. "Naturally, I had to pretend to be innocent. A child who can't perform is not a good child. What kid my age wouldn't cry and make a fuss?

"I'll clean you up when I go back. "Teacher Lin is not easy to deceive. The main thing is that I kicked it too accurately.

I don't regret it, there are some things that should be reported now. I have a child's family, and I don't have to worry about anything for ten years. The child's family is to have a grudge and not stay overnight.

Through this incident, Mr. Lin felt that our temperament was a little violent, which may not be a good thing for the future. Although the bald head was not a good person, she felt that countering violence with violence was not what first-graders like us should do.

I don't quite understand why Mr. Lin is so nervous, for a child like me, I can't do anything. Things are good today. We didn't lose anything.

"Huang Jingyang, what are you learning kung fu for?" In the evening, Teacher Lin asked me to sit in front of her and asked me seriously.

As a first-grade elementary school student, do I need to think about such profound questions?

However, when Mr. Lin asked me this question, I had to think about it, for children of our age, isn't practicing kung fu to be heroes?

"You can be a hero if you have kung fu. No one dared to bully me. Whoever bullies me, I beat him. I said after thinking about it carefully, and after finishing speaking, I raised my head and looked at Mr. Lin.

"It's good to be a hero. But do you know what a hero is?" asked Mr. Lin again.

What is a hero?

"A hero is a strong martial artist, able to come and go, hoe the strong and help the weak, and act chivalrous and righteous. I said.

"Hmm. But this is not a hero, at best he can only be regarded as a capable person. The great man of chivalry is for the country and the people. If you practice martial arts just so that you are not bullied, so that you can show off your martial arts, then you are wrong, you are just a martial artist, not a hero. A hero must first know how to distinguish between right and wrong. Know the righteousness. ......”

Teacher Lin's words made me hear in a fog, is it really appropriate for a child like me to say such a profound thing?

"Teacher Lin, what you said makes sense, next time I call Huang Shulang and Ma Jindong over, can you teach us a few?" I asked.

Teacher Lin couldn't do anything about me, because she also remembered that I was a first-grade elementary school student.

In the next few days, Mr. Lin was not in the mood to educate me. The drought in the village is already in full swing. The seedlings are drying up enough to catch fire. I could even feel the breath of the fire in the air. The irascible vitality is raging between heaven and earth.

There's nothing I can do to change that. The villagers tried everything to help the disaster, but even if the water of the Dama River was completely drained, they could not save all the farmland.

Not to mention the rain, there is not even a trace of cloud in the sky. Blue skies didn't start to value much in those days. The people of the village are just hoping for the rain to come soon.

In the past few days, Mr. Lin's words have been echoing in my heart. Hero, that's the height that a little kid can't refuse.

I think if I could make it rain, I would be able to become a hero.

So I ran to my yard and used my vitality to condense the water characters of the oracle bone without money. The word water was originally a graphic of rain recorded by ancient witches. This kind of figure was not created by witches, but discovered. The texture of the tortoiseshell cracks can predict good luck and predict good weather. The oracle bone inscription has a mysterious connection with the movement of the stars and the evolution of heaven and earth.

One by one, the words of vitality and water are condensed, and the air has a more moist feeling. I could feel the rain gathering between heaven and earth. However, when I activated the word rain, the expected rain did not come, but only condensed a mass of water the size of a washbasin on top of me. I looked up and was stunned when the water spun out of control and landed on my head, wetting me all over my body.

I don't understand this result, the oracle bone inscription condensed with Yuan Qi is several times more powerful than the seal script, but this time the result is obviously completely different from what I expected. The oracle bone inscription's Yuanqi rain character seems to be more powerful than the seal script.

I don't believe in evil, and one after another the words of vitality and rain are released, and the result is only to make my yard a little muddy. And the vitality in my body has been depleted by me.

When Mr. Lin returned home, he was also taken aback by the situation in the yard.

"Huang Jingyang, why don't you cherish water so much. It's all in vain in the yard. Now that the entire county is in a severe state of drought, you are still wasting precious water resources. ”

I didn't speak, and my young heart was devastated. I wanted to be a hero for the country and the people, but I found that I could only be a good-for-nothing little kid. This gap between reality and dreams made it impossible for me to adapt.

Mr. Lin was busy giving advice to the people in the village during this time, but the drought was too severe, and any human wisdom was so pale in the face of disasters. The county has decided to deal with the officials of the water conservancy bureau and the officials in charge of the reservoir. But it didn't help.

Just when everyone was a little desperate, the branches of the old camphor tree at the entrance of Bajiao Village swayed. The wind was blowing, and the clouds slowly began to gather in the sky. Everyone thinks it's going to rain!

After these few days, I have finally made up for the vitality I lost that day. In the air, I felt the breath of azure water. A flash of lightning flashed in my mind. The oracle bone bone vitality water character I condensed that day was not a lack of power. It's that there isn't enough water to supply it. It's like a match. How can a match fire ignite a raging fire in a stove without putting firewood into the hearth?

The clouds were getting thicker, the weather was getting darker, and the rain showed no signs of falling.

"God, let it rain! If it rains a little, the seedlings in the field will probably be saved. "Grandpa made a gesture to the sky and the general.

I quietly walked out of the house and walked towards the place where the water was at its strongest. The air was already very humid, but there was no rain. The closer you get to the Dama River, the more abundant the water in the air. When I walked to the edge of the Dama River, I could clearly feel the air sticking to my body in the air, and there was a feeling of immersion in water.

My heart suddenly entered a state of wonder that seemed exactly the same as the one I had felt when I first saw the oracle that day. I suddenly realized the mysterious connection between the laws between heaven and earth and the oracle. Suddenly, I jumped up on the riverbank like a dance, dancing and singing at the same time. The vitality between heaven and earth seemed to be pulled by me, and the dark clouds in the sky began to frantically converge over the Bajiao Village.

I don't know what I'm doing anymore, it's all instinct to do the rest. A dance that I have never learned, a rhythm that I have never learned, but it can mobilize the vitality between heaven and earth.

"Wow!"

A rain that the people of Bajiao Village had been waiting for for a long time finally fell. The crops in the fields were finally saved. And my fishpond was saved.

The dry Dama River suddenly spewed out a stream of sweet spring, and when it came out, it splashed several meters high.

The people of Bajiao Village celebrated the rain like a festival, and I woke up to find myself lying on the bank of the Dama River. The water of the Dama River is already able to flood the legs.

I had forgotten what had just happened. I even forgot why I was here.