I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Ji Xiaobei understood that if Shi Tou was allowed to go down, she would not be willing.

But there is a life below, and I would not be able to justify not saving it.

Ji Xiaobei told the village head his thoughts.

The head of the village asked someone to go back and get some candles and a sturdy basket.

I lit the candle and put it in the basket, then sent it down with a hemp rope. The light flickered faintly, and suddenly I heard a slight sound.

"Alive, the child is still alive." People shouted excitedly.

"My fellow villagers of Jijia Bay, who can go down and rescue my child? I will work like a slave for him in my next life..." the man howled.

These two men were crying in a fake manner and without paying a penny, who would be willing to take the risk to save people?

Besides, they have the skills to dig wells, so they are not so poor that they cannot come up with the money!

Ji Xiaobei was very puzzled.

Then I heard two women in the crowd whispering:

"What's the relationship between these two men and the person who fell? They must be hired men. They cried for a long time, but not a single tear was shed..."

Ji Xiaobei: No wonder!

"This child belongs to you. If he falls, you can't just ignore him.

If you ask someone to save him, you have to pay some money. Every child’s life is precious. Who would be willing to take the risk without money?” Ji Xiaobei said.

Everyone nodded and began to blame the two men.

The man frowned and said, "It's not that I don't want to take it. The money I earned from digging the well is all used to buy food. How can I have extra money..."

Ji Xiaobei: Bah! Only a fool would believe that!

But if he doesn't pay, the child will die.

Ji Xiaobei thought: I can’t do anything about it. I’m not a god. What a miserable child!

"No, you have to get the baby out, dead or alive.

Otherwise, what shall we do with our well? It is so unlucky. How will the people in our village get water?" Song Laohei said.

"Yes, you are the ones who brought the person here, so don't leave him here with us!" Several old women glared at the man hatefully.

"What can I do? I can't get down!" the man felt aggrieved.

Fu Jichang pulled Ma Debiao past and squeezed in.

After listening for a while, I understood what was going on.

"I'll go down and take a look!" As soon as Fu Jichang said this, everyone was stunned.

"No, you can't go down..." Ji Xiaobei was the first to object. He might not be able to come up!

"The candles are still burning, so everything down there should be fine. The child might have been injured and fainted. If this continues for too long, he might die!"

After saying that, Fu Jichang asked Heita to bring over new hemp rope and a large wooden barrel.

When the two men saw someone wanted to save people, they quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

Third Aunt Ji held Second Aunt Ji's hand tightly, her heart was in a knot.

The sons of Ji Sannai and Ji Ernai were of similar age. They went out hunting together when they were twenty years old.

They were attacked by wild beasts and died in the mountains. Such young people were gone.

They both had tears in their eyes and wanted to persuade Fu Jichang, but they hesitated for a long time and didn't say anything.

"This is Ji Xiaobei's cousin. He looks good. I hope nothing bad happens to him..."

"It's all for our village to have water to drink..."

"What a good person! He has a kind heart..."

Everyone was talking about it.

Heita was pulling the wooden barrel, with a gloomy face, and he held Fu Jichang tightly and said, "Master, you can't go down, I'll go down!"

Fu Jichang glanced at him and asked, "Are you sure you can get down?"

Black Tower: ...

"master!"

"Don't worry, I know what's going on!"

Heita turned around twice in a hurry before he found the wooden barrel placed aside.

Fu Jichang sat in the wooden barrel and was about to get down when Ji Xiaobei stopped him.

Fu Jichang: "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with my figure!"

Ji Xiaobei: ...That’s not what I wanted to say.

"Put this on!" Ji Xiaobei took out a mask with a blue bottle on it from his arms and put it on his head without saying a word.

A fresh air flowed into his nasal cavity, and Fu Jichang was shocked...

"This, what is this?" Fu Jichang reached out to take it away.

"Don't move. Once you go down, you won't die as long as the rope is not broken!" said Ji Xiaobei.

Fu Jichang looked at Ji Xiaobei with gratitude.

Heita heard that as long as the rope was not broken, the master would not die, so he checked the rope back and forth several times to make sure it was foolproof.

Heita stood at the front, holding the rope and pushing it down little by little. A row of men behind him also pulled the rope, with solemn looks on their faces.

Every time it lowered an inch, the black tower called out, "Master!"

Until an impatient roar came from the well: "Heita, stop barking!"

Heita tilted his head and wiped his tears on his shoulder, then grinned.

Ji Xiaobei was also worried. What if this man died? Although it had nothing to do with him, it would still be a pity.

Suddenly the rope shook violently, and a voice came from inside: "Found it, pull it up!"

Heita had a stern face, veins on his hands bulged as he pulled quickly and steadily.

The people around held their breath and watched the hemp rope being tightened little by little...

The two men who were sitting stood up suddenly, turned around and were about to run, but Ji Xiaobei pulled them back one by one.

"You two, all the people have been rescued, why are you running? Aren't the people inside the rescued ones you brought with you?" Ji Xiaobei said coldly.

The two men looked at each other, then looked at Ji Xiaobei with fear, lowered their heads, and sat down on the ground again.

At this moment, I heard a splash in the well...

Heita's body trembled violently, but he pulled the rope in his hand even tighter.

Ji Xiaobei also felt nervous, wondering if he would fall again.

But seeing that Heita's hand was still holding tightly, there was no slack at all...

The people around couldn't stand it anymore and whispered, "Isn't that child going to fall down..."

"Why did those two men run away just now? Did they deliberately take the child away..."

Ji Lizheng's legs were weak and he squatted down, staring at the hemp rope without blinking.

Many families in the village spent money to dig a well. What if the water is polluted?

People have lost their lives, the well is gone, and he has no face to leave.

He found this well-drilling team from a village upstream. He had inquired about them for a long time and they all said that their skills were good. Who knew something like this would happen...

Oh! What a good intention but bad result!

The expression on Heita's face suddenly relaxed, and then the handle of the wooden barrel was revealed. Where is the person?

Oh my god! Why is there no one here?

The scene was completely silent, and everyone's face was tense.

Heita exerted force with one hand and grabbed the handle of the wooden barrel with the other hand. Ji Xiaobei stepped forward to help him pull it, and saw a big muddy hand climbing up the edge of the well...

Fu Jichang came out holding a clay figurine...

"Rescued, oh my god..." everyone cheered.

A thin child was put on the ground, motionless.

Fu Jichang said regretfully: "Maybe, he won't survive!"