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

It was almost dawn.

Xiaoliu was lying on the middle of the kang, his arms and legs spread out, while the pigsty in the yard was making grunting noises.

The door to the upper room opened and closed.

Cui Chengliang has to fetch water and feed the pigs in the morning.

Lin quietly got off the bed. There were not many people going up the mountain now, so she went there early.

Cui Zhaozhao woke up his eldest brother. Before the sun shone into the house, the two of them fumbled to put on their shoes.

There was a knock on the door.

Li Dong blushed before she could even speak: "Aunt San, I...I want to borrow some needlework."

Fourth brother's clothes were so torn that a big hole was torn at the bottom when he was moving grain, and he only discovered it before going to bed.

Each of them had only one set of clothes, which they could only wear by sewing with needle and thread.

She stirred the torn rags on her sleeves in embarrassment.

Lin looked at her sleeve which was only half left and just sighed when she heard a "ripping" sound.

Rag pawn.

Lin called her into the house and went back to the inner room to get needle and thread.

She had been making a lot of clothes recently, and had accumulated a lot of scraps of cloth. She wrapped all the scraps with the largest piece of cloth and put them in her hand along with the needle and thread.

"Aunt San, just needle and thread are enough." Lidong refused to take it, and Aunt San's life became difficult.

Before Third Aunt first came, Mother often grumbled and scolded her, saying that Third Aunt was shameless and that her family was extorting money and had the nerve to stay in the old house.

Blocking out the abusive words, she knew that Third Aunt had been raising the child alone for years and had even been robbed on the way to Xiahe Village.

Just like them, they have nothing.

She can't take advantage of her third aunt.

"It's just some scraps of cloth, nothing serious." Lin blinked. "When I first came here, your aunt also gave me a lot of needlework."

"We're all one family when we live here."

He forcefully thrust the rag into her hand and patted her hand.

Lidong is two years younger than Cui Zhaozhao, and his skin is as rough as old tree bark.

She opened her mouth, and her mother's scolding of her aunt echoed in her ears, and her face turned red.

She should have scolded her Third Aunt back harshly on her behalf, because her Third Aunt was not like that.

"Thank you, Aunt San. I'll bring it back later." After saying that, he ran away quickly.

“…There’s no rush.”

All that was left at the door was the cool morning air and Cui Chengliang who was about to go out.

Their eyes met. Cui Chengliang paused and was about to say hello, but Cui Zhaozhao, who had just come out of the inner room, quickly closed the door.

"It's still a little chilly in the morning."

Lin smiled and shook her head, turned around, picked up the bowl, and went to the cabinet in the inner room to scoop flour.

Mix some batter, beat three eggs, and make omelets. It will be ready in a few minutes.

The cabinets in the inner room were filled with nothing but food. The three-layer cabinets were filled to the brim with rice, flour, grain and oil, and there was a basket of eggs hidden at the very back.

There is no shortage of food. The only thing lacking right now is water, water that can irrigate the land and produce vegetables, fruits and melons.

After dinner, the three Lin family members took their hoes and shovels and went out.

"Aunt San, are you going to the fields?" Lidong came in a hurry to return the needle and thread, but saw Aunt San and her family all dressed up to go out.

Lidong scratched his head and asked, "Does Third Aunt have any land?"

Suddenly, the door of the west room was pushed open, Wulang rushed out, and Silang followed behind.

"Sister! Fourth Brother said you are like an old sow holding an embroidery needle, and your fingers are like mallets."

Shi Lang was so anxious that he pressed him under him and covered his mouth.

Li Dong stamped her feet in anger and said, "Don't expect me to mend your clothes if they get torn in the future."

Cui Jingwen couldn't help laughing out loud, and Silang and Wulang realized that there were other people in the yard, and they got up from the ground.

"Third Aunt..."

Lin smiled and nodded.

Lidong glared at her and said that she would settle the score when she got back. Silang didn't dare to look at her. He scratched his head and looked at his aunt. His sharp eyes noticed the hoe in the backpack.

"Aunt San, do you want to go to the fields? We'll help you."

Silang and Wulang didn't wait for Lin to refuse, they grabbed the backpack and ran away.

I borrowed the needle and thread for sewing from Third Aunt. I can’t use Third Aunt’s things for free!

"This..." It was a bit sudden.

Li Dong nodded: "Aunt San, you don't have to be polite to them. You can't just eat and not work."

Anyone who dares to laugh at her must have eaten too much. Do more work and see if Fourth Brother still has the energy to laugh at her.

Ok.

It's just digging, there's nothing to hide.

The five people walked towards the mountain. At the same time, on another mountain road, Cui Chengliang was confused.

I was worried about the result last night and didn't sleep well. I rushed up the mountain as soon as the sun rose.

I thought the soybeans might not have changed, or they might have swelled up due to water vapor, proving that there was indeed water underground.

result.

The soybeans are gone!

The bowl was still there, but there was not a single soybean left.

Cui Chengliang could only blame himself for his bad luck.

He went back to get some more soybeans. This time he would stand guard by to see who dared to steal them.

Cui Zhaozhao found the mark left yesterday.

"It should be right here."

The bowl was not there, Cui Zhaozhao curled her lips.

Silang and Wulang didn't know why they had to go up the mountain to dig holes, but it didn't affect their hard work.

The fourth man hoeed the ground, and the fifth man shoveled the earth.

The mountain breeze blew through the forest, bringing with it the coolness of the morning, but Silang and Golang were still sweating profusely from exhaustion.

Half a meter.

one meter.

Cui Jingwen took over in the middle, and the three of them sweated profusely.

In fact, Cui Jingwen didn’t quite understand what his mother and sister were doing. According to the status in the family, he was responsible for the work.

But he believed that his mother must have her reasons.

The pit is getting bigger and bigger.

Lin was worried. It was not because he doubted the authenticity of the mall, but if the underground water was too deep, they might not have enough strength.

But if the village is asked to contribute, who would believe that there is really water here?

Cui Zhaozhao stood beside the pit, seemingly in a trance, but his actual gaze was fixed on the map floating in the air.

On the map, the red dot and the water droplet overlap.

That's right here.

A dozen steps away, Cui Chengliang went back to get soybeans and climbed up the mountain again.

But he was shocked by the scene before him.

Lin took her four children to dig holes in the mountains?

"What are you doing?" Cui Chengliang bit his tongue. It was hard for him not to think too much.

Deep in the mountains and dense forests, a shovel and a pit.

His eyes searched around subconsciously.

Lin and Cui Zhaozhao didn't expect to meet him here. Even if they were digging wild vegetables, they wouldn't have to run so far.

Cui Jingwen greeted distantly.

Silang and Golang greeted their uncle excitedly.

Before, they couldn’t afford to eat, so their third uncle secretly fed them food. His third uncle was the best to them.

"We are helping Third Aunt dig the soil. Didn't Third Aunt tell you on the kang?" Wu Lang asked heartlessly. Si Lang was so anxious that he couldn't stop him even if he pulled his clothes.

Wu Lang was displeased: "Why are you pulling me, Fourth Brother? If I tear my clothes, my sister will scold me again."

Shi Lang gritted his teeth, this guy has a pig brain and no vision at all.

Wulang felt aggrieved. His father and mother were just like that. They would often talk on the kang and would even drive them out.

Cui Chengliang looked at the clouds and grass awkwardly.

Well, the pit was dug well, and it’s just right for him.

Lin was also a little embarrassed by what Silang said. She turned her head away, sorted out her emotions, and explained to Cui Chengliang in a calm voice.

"Jingwen studied the books and guessed there should be a water source. Let's try digging."

Cui Jingwen's eyes were full of doubts. When did he say there was a water source on the mountain?

If he had such magical powers, why would he work so hard copying those crappy books?

He was about to vomit.