I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

The scorching sun hangs high in the heart, and the sun stings like needles on the skin.

Liangzhou of Wei State, Tongqiu Town, Jintong Province, under the jurisdiction of Changliu Village.

In the cangjia field, the snow is in front, pulling out the dried corn seedlings, and the rain is in the back, watering the strong corn seedlings left.

One plant and one scoop, the two siblings are sweating.

“Sister, it’s so hot. ”

The little boy’s face is red as if cooked.

“Hold on a little longer, I’ll go back and give you steamed egg custard later.”

Cang Xuetou did not reply.

The little fart threw away the scoop, drowned his little head in a barrel, and gurgled and blew blisters out.

It wasn’t until half an hour later that the snow pulled out the last dead seedlings.

Straightened up his sore thin waist, took off his straw hat, wiped off beads of sweat, and fanned the wind.

His hair was so blue that his thick curly black eyelashes were soaked with sweat.

“Light rain.

“Little rain?”

called twice without responding.

Cang Xue shivered sharply and quickly turned around.

But I saw the little fart child lying in the shade of the tree, huffing and sleeping.

“Whew~”

let out a long breath, and Cang Xue, who was frightened, walked from the end of the ground to the ground and came to sit next to the little fart child.

Looking at the handsome face of the little fart child who perfectly inherits the righteous mother, the Peugeot facial features, and the snow peach blossom eyes are as tender as water.

While fanning the little fart child with a straw hat, he whispered: “I don’t know which beautiful girl I will marry when I grow up.” ”

In the shade of the trees in midsummer.

The little fart child rides the cool breeze and sleeps soundly.

……

The royal family of Changliu Village.

The old village chief Wang Haoyang sat in the shade of pear trees to enjoy the shade.

Footsteps come from far and near.

Soon, Wang Ye carried two buckets full of wet mud into the courtyard.

Immediately, he took out a brass basin and a piece of gauze from the stove.

Placing the copper basin on the ground, Wang Ye pulled out a large piece of wet mud from the barrel.

Place the damp mud on the spread gauze and wrap the gauze immediately.

With a hard twist, the turbid well water rumbles, dripping into the copper basin.

“Daddy. Said

.

“There was no water in the well, there was wet mud left, and each household dug two buckets.”

Wang Ye frowned, “Mo said that the seedlings, in two or three days, even people will have nothing to drink.” The

old king opened his tired eyes, pulled out the brass dry cigarette stick inserted in his waist, and lit it without a sip.

“Dad, Li Shishi told me that you should gather everyone and wait for the night to pull out all the corn seedlings from the twenty acres of land of the Cang family.

“Otherwise, let that little girl pour more than ten buckets of water a day, and the private well of the Cangjia family will not last long.” The

old king looked angrily and said, “Fool around!” ”

The Cang family beats the water of the Cang family and pours the Cang family seedlings, which is justified.”

“That Li Shi Clan is simply femme fatale.

The old king thought for a while and said, “Do you want to gather the people in the village to dig a new well?” Wang

Ye said speechlessly: “My father, don’t you know that digging a well is not easier than moving a hill.”

“Besides, it’s not a question of whether you can dig wells at all, it’s that the entire underground river is drying up.”

“Besides, what if the first new well doesn’t come out of water? What about the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth?”

“Alas~

” The old king let out a long sigh, “It’s really a sad person!”

Sunset dusk.

The sunset is extremely beautiful and gorgeous, but it is a pity that the old king head and Wang Ye have no intention of appreciating it.

The two squatted at the door of their courtyard, one smoking a dry cigarette, the other supporting his head with a rough hand, and his soul wandered the world.

Silver-bell-like laughter came from far and near.

Wang Lishan, a child from Changliu Village, led a dozen children back to the village.

“Shanwazi, what are you doing?”

asked the old king.

“Grandpa Wang, we went to the mountains to catch cicadas, and there was meat for dinner.

Li Shan grinned.

Watching the juniors go back to their homes and find their own wives, the old king’s thin palm suddenly clenched the dry tobacco stick.

The back of the hand highlights the cyan blood vessels, like a wriggling earthworm.

It seems that some kind of determination has been made.

“Son, how many days have Cang Lan and Qu Yiqing been in the cave

?”

Wang Ye said suspiciously: “Dad, what are you asking this?” The

old king said in a deep voice: “Take

water!” “Take the water from the private wells of the Cangjia!” ”

As the head of a village, I really can’t bear to see the villagers and these poor children starving to death and dying of thirst.”

Wang Ye was overjoyed, and immediately frowned: “Dad, it is very simple to get the water from the Cangjia’s private well, but it is extremely difficult to enter the Cangjia courtyard.”

“If we take it by force, that little girl of the Cang family will really dare to cut her throat in front of us.” The

old king knocked on the dry tobacco stick, knocked the embers clean, and stuffed it with new tobacco.

“Then… ”

After all, it’s just the daughter of a prostitute, not a native of our village of Changliu.”

“For the sake of a goddaughter who is not related by blood, Cang Lan and Qu Yiqing will not fight with us.

Wang Ye’s eyes widened, and he suddenly felt that the old father in front of him was very strange.

After being silent for a while, Wang Ye analyzed: “Dad, people are easy to kill, but a six-year-old child can be killed with a hoe.”

“The point is, who will pick this hoe?” ”

After all, it’s murder!” the

old king smiled, “Son, daddy has eaten more salt than you have eaten.” ”

Have you ever heard such a phrase?

“One kills one is for sin, and he should be beheaded according to the law.” ”

Ten men who kill one is also a sin, and sin does not lead to death.”

“If a hundred people kill one, the law does not blame the many.”

Wang Ye was curious: “Dad, what do you mean?” The

old king lit the dry cigarette stick, took a sip, and spit out the smoke.

Yu Yu said: “Son, you go to the town to find the head of Huangcang Road.”

“Ming’er, our whole village, put on a play for that girl.”

“The hero and heroine are the river god and the little girl.

Wang Ye suddenly said, “Dad, I understand.”

“The river god dreams, the cause of the drought, is actually the little girl of the Cang family.

“The whole village was killed, burned the little girl, and sacrificed to the river god.

“After that, regardless of whether God rains or not, in short, our purpose of lightly taking the water from the private wells of the Cangjia family has been achieved.” The

old king bowed his head slightly, “Smart, that’s what Dad means.” ”

But Dad,”

Wang Ye said puzzled, “can’t you, the old village chief, throw the river god from the head?

The old king said: “Silly child, we are such insignificant ants, and the world is talking about it, we dream of the Jade Emperor.”

“The new monarch of the Wei Kingdom, Emperor Fuling, and the people of the world said that he dreamed that the Jade Emperor bowed to him three times and nine times.

“Who do you think the people of the world will believe?”

Wang Ye said without thinking, “Of course you believe in the Fuling Emperor.”

“That’s not it.

The old king head urged: “Go quickly, it’s going to be dark.”

“Good. Wang

Ye didn’t even enter the house, and the wind and fire rushed in the direction of Tongqiu Town.

……

When he couldn’t see his son’s back at all, the old king slowly got up with his head on crutches.

Staggering down the small dirt slope, I came to the old willow tree at the head of the village.

After a while, the Cang family child was in front, bouncing, and the Cang family girl was behind, carrying the empty barrel, and quickly returned to the village.

Cang Xue smiled slightly at the old king’s head, while the little fart raised his little fist and scolded ‘old immortal’.

“Girl, go home.

“Hmm. Has Grandpa Wang had dinner?”

Girl, can I go to your house and drink clean water?”

The three of them walked towards the Cang family at the end of the village.

The setting sun pulls the backs of the old and the two young long.

……

PS: The snow lady and the pig queen are from the white crane, and chapter 72 is written.

The foreshadowing is almost there, and the contradictions and conflicts will come immediately.

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