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Naturally, the old village chief couldn't hide anything happening in the village, so he also came over to see what was going on here.

"Commander, did your family bring these stones?" the old village chief asked Zhang Taiping.

Zhang Taiping nodded and said, "Yes, we just brought him back from overseas."

"What, are you going to build a building?" The old village chief looked at the pile of stones and continued to ask. Zhang Taiping was stunned, and then he understood why the old village chief asked this. In rural areas, buildings are generally built with concrete.

Only when building a roof do you need so many stones the size of an egg. He shook his head and said with a smile: "No, I have no plans to build a house in the near future. These stones are intended to be used to build a swimming pool."

"Build a swimming pool?"

Zhang Taiping nodded: "Yes, I am going to build a swimming pool in the garden. Look, these stones are different from our usual stones."

"What's different?" The old village chief turned around and took a closer look at the pile of stones, and he really saw the difference. First of all, the color of these stones was very strange. They were not the common blue color, but multi-colored.

They come in all colors; and their shapes are also unusual. Some of them look like dyed eggs, and some of them are strangely shaped and changing into various postures. The old village chief picked one up, looked at it, threw it away, and then picked up another.

One said, "Hey, why are all these rocks shiny?"

Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "This stone is called a cobblestone, not the stone here."

"Cobblestones?" The old village chief had never heard of them. "Where is that from?"

"They are generally found in the lower reaches of rivers close to the coast. The reason why they are smooth is due to the erosion of river water or sea water."

"So, did you transport the stones from the coastal area?" the old village chief asked.

Zhang Taiping nodded: "That's it."

"You are really, really helpful and mobilize people."

Zhang Taiping spread his hands, smiled bitterly and said nothing.

After the old village chief left, several children came over. The beautiful stones immediately attracted the attention of the children, and they all ran to the pile of stones to pick out the stones they liked.

Zhang Taiping said to the Xiao dolls: "You can choose a few you like, but don't do it randomly, you know?"

"Got it!" The little kids said happily when they heard that they could choose a few to take away.

Zhang Taiping also looked around and picked out a few stones the size of pillows or some with strange shapes.

"Brother also likes these stones?" Fan Ming said mockingly from the side. Generally speaking, girls and children like these things. It is rare to see a grown man like these things.

Zhang Taiping said: "These stones look okay, pick a few and go back to carve a few things."

Fan Ming became interested: "What are you carving?"

Zhang Taiping said: "This depends on the shape of the stone." Then he took out a large piece and said, "Just like this piece, with a little carving, it can become a stone Buddha statue."

"What about this piece?" Fan Ming casually picked up a piece from the pile and asked.

Zhang Taiping said angrily: "You can carve anything, it just takes some work."

Fan Ming lowered his head and looked at what he was holding, which looked nothing like a stone for beating eggs. He stuck out his tongue and threw it into the pile of stones. He clapped his hands and asked, "What kind of stone do you need?"

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Zhang Taiping replied: "These stones themselves are very hard. You must first select some stones that look like something. In this way, not only will the carved things have charm, but they will also be cheap and easy to carve."

"Oh, that's it." After saying that, he went to the pile of stones to choose.

After finishing the selection, Fan Ming placed a pile of stones in front of Zhang Taiping and said: "These things can be carved, this one can be carved into a puppy, this one can be carved into a little monkey, this one can be..." and the appearance of each stone was

Said it all once.

Zhang Taiping smiled bitterly and said, "Why do you need so many carvings?"

"I will keep this for myself after the carving is successful, give this to Da Nier, and give this to..." and then said a lot of people's names.

"But, these are all carved by me." Zhang Taiping spread his hands and said.

"Hee hee, big brother, those who are capable should do more work!" Fan Ming said ruthlessly.

Zhang Taiping shook his head helplessly. He looked at the increasingly heavy sky and said to the little children who were still rummaging around on the pile of rocks: "Okay, you should go home. It's going to rain heavily soon. Go back and eat."

I got wet from the rain when I got sick, and I had to get injections on my butt when I got sick."

The little ones were not afraid of getting wet, but when it came to giving injections to their buttocks, they immediately became frightened and ran towards their respective homes.

Before Zhang Taiping and the others could run back to the house, heavy raindrops began to fall. Zhang Taiping first placed the bamboo basket with stones in his hands on the ground, held Yaya and Tiantian in his arms, and then wrapped them in a raincoat.

, and ran quickly towards the house, with Xing Rushui and Fan Ming also running behind. As for the bamboo basket, it’s not too late to come over and get it after the rain stops.

The big raindrops hit people quite painfully, and then turned into a heavy downpour. Even though several people quickly ran back to the house, they were still drenched. Zhang Taiping was wearing a raincoat, but it didn't work, and the rain ran down his face.

There were only two little girls left behind who were wrapped up tightly by Zhang Taiping and protected from the rain.

Seeing that the three of them were soaked like this, Cai Yazhi handed over a dry towel and said, "Hurry up and wipe it off. If it starts to rain, come back quickly. It must be soaked like this."

Fan Ming wiped the rain off his head and said, "It started raining on our way back, and we couldn't even run."

"Hurry inside and change into dry clothes." Cai Yazhi said to Fan Ming and Xing Rushui.

After the two of them entered the house, Zhang Taiping also changed his clothes and came out. Looking at the continuous rainstorm, he said: "Looking at the weather, this rain may not last long."

However, not long after his words fell, the rain miraculously subsided, and after a while, it unexpectedly stopped. If there were not still puddles of rainwater on the ground, it would really make people think that the heavy rain just now was a raindrop.

It was a brief dream.

Zhang Taiping frowned and looked at the still gloomy sky, and said, "What does this mean?"

Cai Yazhi beside her shook her head. She didn't know why the heavy rain, which seemed to take a long time to stop, actually started to heat up for three minutes.

Fan Ming changed her clothes and came out of the house. She was very surprised to see this situation and asked: "Where is the rain? Where is the rain? Why has it stopped raining in such a short while? Is it possible that it was just to wet us?"

Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "Maybe you are really right."

Fan Ming put on a pair of slippers and ran into the yard and looked up at the sky. But before she even put her hands on her brows, she ran back with her hands covering her forehead.

Zhang Taiping was startled by her sudden scream. He was just about to ask what was going on when he heard a crackling sound in the sky. He knew what was going on without asking. In the meantime, hailstones the size of rock sugar grains fell from the sky.

It's not very dense, but hitting the ground is like hitting someone's heart.

"Ah! Is it hailing?" Cai Yazhi exclaimed after Fan Ming ran into the house.

Zhang Taiping nodded, looking at the hail hitting the leaves with a worried expression. You must know that hail at this time will destroy all crops in the ground, especially watermelons, melons, tomatoes and the like.

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Zhang Taiping is not worried about the watermelons in his own land, but is worried about the crops of the villagers. Many people have carefully harvested some crops this year, such as Wang Shunyou's winter tomatoes. Although they are still seedlings now, if

The hail has been falling so hard for a long time that the rice seedlings were smashed to pieces even if they were not frozen to death by the ice cubes that fell on the ground. Such losses were not something that the villagers, who were already economically depressed, could bear.

At the same time, the whole village was in a state of excitement. Little children appeared who were inexplicably happy because of something happened. The adults all had sad faces.

Wang Shunyou heard the crackling sound of hail hitting the roof tiles. At first, he thought it was children throwing pebbles randomly, so he didn't pay attention. However, after a few seconds, he finally felt that something was wrong and got up.

Check out the house.

When he saw the hail falling from the sky, his face immediately turned pale, as if he was being picked up. Even though he knew that running to the ground would not have any effect, he still picked up the dustpan and held it over his head.

Land on the ground and run inside.

After running into the ground and looking at the ice cubes hitting the ground, I couldn't help but feel glad that I hadn't covered the greenhouse with plastic paper yet, otherwise thousands of dollars would have been wasted.

At the same time, Wang Laoqiang also ran toward the watermelon field with a wooden board protecting his head.

Watermelon is the most afraid of hail. When a piece of hail hits it, a watermelon bursts open with a bang. In just a short time, the ground is full of cracked watermelons, with red and white flesh scattered all over the ground.

Wang Laoqiang stood next to the field and sighed. This is a desperate family! But he just sighed. The watermelons in his field are not like the sweet potatoes in Zhang Taiping. They should be taken off the shelves at this time of year.

He has already earned enough money. There are some small melons or small melon bumps in the ground. At least he will lose two to three thousand yuan, but it is not too much for him who has already earned 50,000 to 60,000 yuan.

His wife who followed him was not as open-minded as he was. She almost cried when she stood on the ground: "What can we do? The melon is rotten!"

Wang Laoqiang came back and scolded: "I have made enough this year. If I die, I will die. God wants it to be like this, otherwise what else can you do? If the sky is going to rain, the mother will get married, can you stop it? What should I do?

Do it!" After saying that, he turned around and walked back. Although he said this, he still felt a little distressed to see the watermelon being smashed, so he could only stay out of sight and out of mind.

Wang Shunyou also stood on the edge of his field and sighed. It seemed that the seedlings that had been planted could not be saved. Fortunately, there were some extra seedlings when they were raised. He could only wait two days and start working again.

Just when he turned around to go home, he felt that the sound above his head had become sparse. He stopped and looked to the side. Sure enough, there were fewer ice cubes falling on the ground, and after a while there was no more sound.

Wang Shunyou took the dustpan off his head and found it was gone! He breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to the ground to check. The hailstorm did not last long. Although some seedlings were damaged, they were only a few. It would not have lasted all morning earlier.

That'll make it up.

Wang Laoqiang and his wife, who had just run onto the road, felt that the hail had stopped, and they turned back and ran back to the watermelon field.

Besides, the hail stopped when Zhang Taiping was lost in thought. Before he could react, Cai Yazhi said sincerely: "I don't know what happened to the watermelons and grapes in the ground."

Zhang Taiping came back to his senses and said: "Let's go over and have a look." After saying that, he ran towards the ground. Cai Yazhi, Cai Xiaomei followed him as fast as water, Ye Ling, Xiao Yaya and Fan Ming, who was covering his forehead, also followed.

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First, I went around the watermelon field and found that all the watermelons were completely gone. Almost none of them were intact. Some had a hole in them, and some were beaten to pieces.

Shaking their heads, a group of people came to the orchard again. The leaves on the grapevines were beaten with holes. Fortunately, the grapes were protected under the leaves and the hail did not last long, so the grapes were basically intact.

No harm was done.

Cai Yazhi went to the edge of the orchard to take a look again. The pumpkin was hard and there was no harm. At most, there was a shallow pit on it. However, it would recover within two days and would not affect the quality and appearance of the pumpkin.

Winter melon is not as hard, and does not fall apart like watermelon and spills the flesh inside, but it also has one or two more holes on it.

Cai Yazhi pointed at one and asked Zhang Taiping: "Can I still buy this winter melon with a hole punched in it?"

Zhang Taiping shook his head and said: "If you can't buy it, if you sell it again, you will ruin your own brand."

"Alas." Cai Yazhi sighed and said, "What should I do with so many winter melons that have been beaten like this?"

Zhang Taiping said: "Pick off all the injured ones, keep some for yourself, and give the rest to the villagers."

Cai Yazhi nodded and said, "I can only pretend."

Returning to the watermelon field, Zhang Taiping said: "Everyone, look for some edible watermelons in the field and pick them. I think it will rain heavily today, and the smashed watermelons will spoil if you put them in the field. Pick them."

Come down and give it to the village headquarters so that the bad ones can be healed here."

While the whole family was picking watermelons in the fields, it started to rain. It was still a heavy rain, but not as violent as before.

Zhang Taiping said to Fan Ming: "Take Ling'er, Yaya and Tiantian back."

Ye Ling said: "Master, let me help here too."

Zhang Taiping shook his head and said, "You can go back and cook for us."

Since it was raining, Zhang Taiping did not search carefully, but only briefly looked for it. Even so, when he returned home, several people had turned into water people.

After Zhang Taiping entered the room, he said to Ye Ling: "Bake some ginger soup for your aunt and the others to drink." After that, he took out half a jar of wine from the cabinet and said to the wet people, "One person first.

Take a few sips of wine to warm yourself up."

He himself changed into dry clothes, and after the rain had subsided a little, he put on his raincoat, held a big umbrella, and carried a basket full of watermelons and winter melons and went out.

The corn and soybean leaves in the fields on both sides of the road were beaten into disarray.

We had just experienced a hailstorm, and few people could sit at home. There were villagers holding umbrellas or wearing raincoats and rubber boots along the way. They were all on the edge of the fields, either looking at the vegetables in the fields or eating.

Looking at corn and fruit trees, there are few faces that don’t look worried. The corn leaves are rotten like this, which may cause a large reduction in corn production this year. Although now even if the family’s stock is not harvested for a season, people will not starve to death, but

This is a loss after all, right?

Zhang Taiping would give a watermelon or winter melon to every person he met. He made several trips before giving away a lot of them in the house. On the way, he met Wang Laoqiang, who was also dressed in the same way and doing the same thing.