naruto-story Chapter 46 46
Chapter 46 46
The water-carrying team returned to the village at eight o'clock.
The water was poured on the dry and cracked land, and disappeared after a hiss.
Wei Yan carried the steamed stuffed bun and two empty oil pots to the orchard to find his man.
Wen Rujue was sitting on the ground pouring water, Wei Yan walked over and handed out the steamed stuffed bun: "Taste it."
The buns are small, Wen Ruyan took one bite, chewed them a few times before swallowing them: "It's delicious."
"You say everything I do is delicious."
"That's the truth."
Hearing these words, Wei Yan felt at ease physically and mentally: "Would you like to carry water later?"
"Go, pick two more trips tonight."
"I'll go as well."
"Hmm. How's the surname Yan?"
Wei Yan smiled slyly: "It's okay, it will be fine after a while. I sent him back, and Aunt Xiaofen gave me a duck egg, hehe." Others would definitely be jealous if they knew.
Wen Ruzhu hugged his wife and took a sip. His wife smiled wickedly and was still very cute.
After resting for about ten minutes, the two went to the entrance of the village to gather again.
Jiang Hong also came, and Hong Xiaolei was wiping his sweat with a towel: "You pick less, don't get tired."
Jiang Hong nodded perfunctorily, knowing that he didn't listen.
In winter, the Jiang family split up. Under the witness of the eighth uncle, the old couple divided their house and land equally among the three sons.
On the surface, she was impartial, but in private, Aunt Jiang still loved her son more. She clearly agreed that each of the three brothers would take care of the two elders for a week, but Aunt Jiang never went to the house of the youngest son for a meal.
When it was Jiang Hong's turn to take care of him, she took the old man to Jiang Wei's or Jiang Jun's house to eat.
Jiang Wei and Jiang Jun couldn't tell if it was their own mother, so they pinched their noses and recognized it.But when he met Jiang Hong outside, he didn't have a good face.
At this time, Jiang Hong was standing alone at the end of the team carrying a bucket, and his two older brothers were standing next to each other in front.Hong Xiaolei looked at the back of Jiang Jun and Yuan Jie holding hands, wondering what she was thinking.
There are more people carrying water at night than during the day, and you can meet teams from other villages from time to time.There are a few people in each team lighting torches, and the torches are hot, but they are afraid of stepping on snakes if they don't fight.
Everyone is afraid of snakes but also loves them. They are afraid of being poisonous and biting people, but they also love to eat their meat.Parasites and bacteria can't be bothered so much, it's better to die from illness than starve to death after eating snakes.
Only when they meet a snake, the silent team will become lively, and the villagers will rush up to catch it happily, and will sulk for a while if they don't catch it.
Wei Yan was afraid of that thing, and pulled the man back as soon as he saw it.His family is not so short of food, so he has the capital to be afraid. In his previous life, let alone catching snakes, he would dare to rush up and catch tigers in front of him.
Jiang Hong caught a thin cauliflower snake and was very excited all the way. When he went back, he saw Hong Xiaolei who was waiting at the entrance of the village and hurried forward to claim credit: "Xiaolei, look, what is this?"
Hong Xiaolei was also very happy to see the snake, and was about to reach out to catch it, when Jiang Hong fell forward: "Jiang Hong, what's wrong with you?"
The villagers surrounded him, thinking that he was suffering from heatstroke just like Yan Qingyang, so if there was still water in the kettle, they untied the kettle to feed him some water.
It didn't feel right until he got close, Jiang Hong's lips were pale, and he looked like he didn't have much energy.
He stretched his hand under his nose, but he couldn't breathe.
Jiang Jun pounced on him and gave him CPR, and some villagers pinched his jaw and wrists. After working hard for more than half an hour, Jiang Hong remained motionless.
Aunt Jiang and old man Jiang both rushed over. Old man Jiang kept his hands behind his back and stared at the body of his youngest son, his eyes slightly red.
The aunt of the Jiang family threw herself on her youngest son and howled, tearing Hong Xiaolei who was also kneeling while crying: "You broom star, nothing good happened to the youngest when he met you, why didn't you stop him from fetching water? "
Hong Xiaolei didn't argue, and wiped away tears silently. If she had known Jiang Hong's poor health, she would have stopped her.
Jiang Wei went to help the old lady: "Mom, don't scold Xiaolei, she is also sad."
"She is sad, she is sad and the youngest will be able to come back."
The aunt of the Jiang family hugged the eldest son again and cried: "You are also an elder brother. You know that the youngest is not in good health, so why don't you help him carry water? Do you remember that when you were young, you and the second child went to kindergarten, and the youngest child went to kindergarten. Yao is at home alone, thinking of you makes him cry, and he insists on going to the kindergarten to see you, how kind you were to him at that time, the teacher handed him all the biscuits."
They had a good relationship when they were young. If the old lady is not partial, maybe they still have a good relationship now: "Mom, I can't help it. I am too busy. I am alone, and I have to take care of the land and the family. How can I find the time?" help."
"It's all an excuse. If you really want to help, there will be no time. You and the second child are all heartless. Pity my youngest. I have two older brothers. I'm so exhausted."
The old man Jiang picked up Aunt Jiang's family: "Don't cry, the youngest's own fate is not good, and it has nothing to do with the boss and the second child."
Aunt Jiang yelled at her old man: "If they are willing to help, the youngest will not die today. The youngest was killed by them."
"You old lady, the older you get, the more confused you become. If the family is divided, there will be three families. The eldest and the others will not be able to live by themselves? You will be satisfied if they all go to help the youngest in the field."
Wei Yan took the man away after looking at it for a while. The youngest son he loves the most died. Aunt Jiang's family didn't know how long it would be. They didn't have time to spend here. The crops in the field were waiting for water, and the house was washed. Rinse also need to use water.
The water level of the well in his house keeps dropping. Today, the water in the well is just enough for drinking and cooking, and he doesn't even want to take a bath.
The public well beside the abandoned silkworm house has also dried up. I heard from a man that the silkworm house was collectively repaired by the village decades ago, and the well was built by the whole village. It is the first time it has dried up after so many years.
Those households who didn't dig wells were in a hurry. What did they drink if there was no water in the Canfang well?The river water is too dirty to drink.He went to the neighbor's house to borrow water with a straight face, but the neighbor's house didn't have much water.
Everyone was even more silent on the way to carry water.
There is a precedent of sudden death, and everyone is afraid that it will be their turn next.
Wei Yan was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and he fell on the bed when he got home, and Wen Ruxuan was also drenched in sweat, the two of them didn't dislike each other, they bumped into each other, and fell asleep after a while.
After only sleeping for less than two hours, there was a noise outside the house: "It's burning, put out the fire, put out the fire."
Wei Yan rubbed his eyes, and after hearing it clearly, he didn't have time to put on his clothes, so he picked up a big bamboo broom and rushed out, Wen Ruzhe took an iron dustpan and followed behind him.
Thick smoke billowed from the back mountain, and the flames turned half of the sky red. The frightened children kept crying, and the dogs kept barking.
The villagers copied the guys one after another, and they had everything they could get. Eighth Uncle was still calm: "What are you doing with these things? Go back and get a hatchet to cut the isolation belt." The fire was so fierce, and there was no water, how could it be extinguished.
Everyone went home one after another to get the hatchet, and watched the fire continue to spread. Everyone was anxious. The sweat was pouring into the eyes and there was no time to wipe it.
When the isolation belt is cut, everyone will be exhausted.
Aunt Ge's tears rolled down her eyes: "My corn."
Not only her land was burned, but many families suffered heavy losses.
"Which wicked person set fire to the mountain."
"God, open your eyes and kill the beast that set fire."
Granny Huang said: "It doesn't have to be someone who set the fire. Whoever has nothing to do to set fire to play, maybe it's because the weather is too hot and the dead grass burns by itself."
Someone said: "I saw the little stone going up the mountain with a torch."
Xiao Shitou's father, Niu Yang, immediately became angry: "Speak with evidence, my son would not do such a thing."
"I just saw it. If you don't believe me, let Xiaoshi come out and confront him."
"Confrontation is confrontation".
Everyone followed Niu Yang home to look for the child. They searched the house and found no one.
Little Shitou's grandmother is old and her hearing is bad. Niu Yang asked twice at the top of his voice before the old lady said: "Shitou, Shitou went up the mountain to pick peppers. He wants to eat scrambled eggs with peppers."
Aunt Ge's immediately threw herself on Niu Yang: "It's your little bastard's fault for paying me corn, why don't you want to eat shit if you want to eat chili scrambled eggs?"
"Get out, my son didn't set the fire." Niu Yang kicked Aunt Ge's family away. No matter whether the fire was started by his son, he couldn't admit it. So many lands were burned. I can't afford it.
Little Shitou's mother put on a soaked quilt and was about to go up the mountain to find her son. Wei Yan hurriedly hugged her: "Sister, the fire is so big, don't go to die."
"My son, I am such a son."
"You are still young, and you can give birth in the future."
It was dawn and the sun rose.
The flame gradually decreases until it is extinguished.
Everyone covered their noses with wet towels and went up the mountain.
A small charred corpse lay on the road, as if trying to escape but fell.
Aunt Ge's was crying again: "You wicked bastard, everyone has seen it, he burned my land, and he will pay me for corn."
"Then who will pay for my son?" Little Shitou's mother cried as she picked up the little corpse, "I also said that someone else set fire to my son and burned him to death."
Several other houses that were burned also stood up: "Niu Yang, what do you think we should do about this?"
"You ask me, who should I ask? Did anyone see my son set fire? No one."
"Are you trying to be a rascal?" Several men surrounded him with clenched fists: "If you don't give an explanation today, don't even think about leaving."
Uncle Ba came out to be a peacemaker: "Oh, what are you guys doing? People in the same village, if you have any troubles, you have to do it. Sit down and talk slowly."
"Uncle Ba, you've seen it too. It's not that we don't want to sit down and talk, it's that Niu Yang doesn't want to discuss it. The truth of the matter is already obvious, it's the small stone that burned the mountain."
Uncle Ba said, "Little Shishi definitely didn't do it on purpose."
"Then our land deserves to be burned?"
"Aren't the potatoes not burned?" The potatoes have just sprouted, and the leaves the size of a fingernail can't burn at all.
"Uncle Ba, are you really stupid or fake? In such a big fire, the seedlings have been roasted, can they still produce potatoes? For the sake of a village, we don't want too much, just give us the seeds. "
Niu Yang stiffened his neck and didn't answer.
The villagers dispersed, and they had to hurry to work in their own fields while the morning was cool.
In the case of self-defense, everyone's curiosity and sympathy are very limited.
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