Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

The bustling sounds in the village drowned out the chirping of birds and the buzzing of insects.

Cui Jingwen was so tired from copying books that his eyes became dull.

When copying a book, the handwriting must be neat and not a single word can be wrong. If there is a mistake in one stroke, the entire page must be rewritten.

Cui Jingwen grabbed his hair in despair, having long forgotten his heroic words about protecting his mother and sister. At this moment, he only regretted that he was not a girl.

Why can Cui Zhaozhao take Xiaoliu to play around in the mountains, while he can only stay at home and copy this damn book!

It cost 200 wen to copy a book. It took five days from dawn to dusk to finish copying a book. He had to copy continuously and could only earn more than one or two taels of silver in a month.

The more Cui Jingwen thought about it, the darker his future seemed.

It was said that time travel would either require a cheat code or it would be the protagonist's luck, so why is he the only one who has to copy books to make a living? Are all novels a scam?

Cui Jingwen wanted to cry, but when he heard that Cui Zhaozhao and Xiaoliu had returned, he wiped away his tears bravely. There was nothing he could do, as he was the only pillar of the family.

No matter how hard it is, I want my mother and sister to live a good life!

The floor of the room was littered with waste paper balls. Cui Zhaozhao held his forehead and thought that based on the waste paper rate, he was afraid that he would not be able to get his wages and would have to pay for the stickers.

Cui Jingwen forced a smile: "I'm back. Is it hot?"

Cui Zhaozhao put down the backpack and silently picked up the paper balls.

Xiaoliu ran up to Cui Jingwen, shaking his head and boasting, "Brother, I'm afraid you'll be scared if I tell you this, but my second sister and I found a huge chestnut forest."

As he spoke, he lifted the small basket onto the table with all his might, and the basket was filled with green balls until it was overflowing.

"There are still many in the forest. My second sister and I can't carry them all. Big brother, you should come with us. There is no one at the foot of the mountain now, so let's carry them twice more."

Before Cui Jingwen could react, Xiaoliu had already dragged him out the door. Only when he saw the chestnut forest with his own eyes did he realize that Xiaoliu was not exaggerating.

It’s such a big area!

"Load! Transport them all back!"

Cui Jingwen rubbed his hands excitedly. There were so many chestnuts, and he copied some stupid books!

Cui Zhaozhao was calm. From childhood to adulthood, he had already deeply understood one truth - his brother had no brains.

When she was in junior high school, she sprained her ankle. Her brother was afraid that she would be bored at home, so he considerately carried her out.

Later, she spent the whole afternoon enjoying the breeze beside the court, while her brother was so engrossed in playing that he completely forgot he had a younger sister.

She was not rescued and taken home until her mother came home from get off work.

That night, his brother faced a mixed doubles match. Cui Zhaozhao looked at his elder brother who was grinning and had only chestnuts in his eyes, and sighed secretly.

After moving again, Cui Zhaozhao used the excuse of being hungry to slow down Cui Jingwen's excited steps.

In fact, I was not just hungry, but mainly tired. The round trip was five miles, and my shoulders were sore from carrying dozens of kilograms of chestnuts.

After taking a nap, Lin came back massaging her sore arm.

As soon as I entered the house, I was shocked by the chestnuts piled up in half the room. The pile of chestnut kernels must have weighed dozens of kilograms.

Cui Zhaozhao told the story of the chestnut forest on the mountain, and Lin nodded slowly after listening.

"You're right. If we return from the National Games, we'll probably become a thorn in the eyes of the villagers. This is enough for us to eat."

The location of the chestnut forest still needs to be told to the village head, but how the village is divided is none of their business.

Cui Jingwen came out of the inner room yawning. Seeing Lin suddenly awake, he took credit for it and said, "There are still a pile of chestnuts on the mountain. I'll carry them this afternoon. You don't have to do anything. Even if you don't sleep, I will carry them all home without missing a single one."

Cui Zhaozhao looked away out of sympathy, and sure enough, the next second Lin's slap landed on Cui Jingwen.

Cui Jingwen jumped up and down: "Mom, why are you hitting me?"

Lin curled her lips: "If I don't hit you now, our house will be robbed later."

Cui Jingwen stared with clear eyes, not believing what Lin said. He thought that no one would know if he secretly transported it back home.

Lin didn't want to talk. She had a smart brain, but why couldn't she use it?

Is he allergic to his brain?

Lin pointed at Cui Zhaozhao and asked her to speak.

After listening to Cui Zhaozhao's explanation, Cui Jingwen touched his head and it seemed to be true.

"But there are so many chestnuts, enough for us to eat for a year... How about we transport half of them?" The more Cui Jingwen thought about it, the more he felt it made sense. He would transport half back and leave the other half for Widow Qin.

Lin was so angry that she laughed: "These already take up half the room. Even if we bring more back, it will be useless if we have no place to put them. And with that layer of thorny shell on the outside, it will be conspicuous wherever we throw it."

His mother sternly warned him not to go up the mountain again. Cui Jingwen was reluctant, but he had no choice but to agree.

Well digging in Xiahe Village is in full swing.

Master Pei walked all over the village, but his eyes still fell on the big locust tree.

The tree is a hundred years old and its roots extend for a hundred miles, so there must be water here.

They acted immediately. Under the instructions of Master Pei, the people of Xiahe Village located the new well ten meters east of the big locust tree.

If water can be dug out of this well, there will be hope for the crops in the field.

The people of Xiahe Village worked hard to dig a well, and the villagers who usually had conflicts with each other put their grudges aside.

No matter how hard I tried, there was no sign of water.

The sun was scorching, and Cui Chengliang wiped the sweat off his face. It was already the sixth day, and his early enthusiasm had faded, leaving only numb work.

He put one hand on his waist, straightened up to relieve the pain, and once again looked towards the mountain.

In my previous life, I was a construction project inspector and spent most of my time on construction sites. Although I am not a professional, I have heard a lot of tips on finding water.

There are three undulating peaks to the north of Xiahe Village. If there is groundwater, it is very likely to be on the mountain.

But the original person has never been to school and has no experience in this area, so no one would believe it even if he told her.

Besides, the well has not been completed yet. What if there is really groundwater? Cui Chengliang sighed, bent down and continued to dig the well with everyone.

The men thought clothes were a hindrance when they were working, so they all went shirtless. The sweat that fell off when they exerted themselves was crystal clear and hot in the sun.

Widow Qin glanced at him from time to time and blushed quietly.

Even in the crowd, Cui Chengliang is still so eye-catching. His well-proportioned and firm muscles are like a painting, making people unable to help but take a peek.

It was almost noon and the kitchen helpers were extremely busy.

Digging a well is physical work, so lunch must be rich in dishes so that you will have the energy to work in the afternoon.

Suddenly, Feng came to the front of the shed like a gust of wind.

His eyes lingered between Yu and Lin, finally landing on Yu. He slapped his thigh and said anxiously, "I heard Chunfen crying at home. Maybe something happened at home."

The spoon in Yu's hand fell into the pot with a bang, and she subconsciously wanted to go home to take a look, but she was busy and couldn't leave.

Feng pushed her and said, "Go back and take a look. I'll help you watch over here."

Nothing is more important than a child. Lin also said that she would look after the child for her. Yu gritted her teeth, put down the iron spoon and ran home.