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

Cui Chengliang patted his shoulder and said, "Do you know where Lizilin is?"

"I know." Why did the third brother mention Li Zilin at this time?

Cui Chengliang lowered his voice and said, "In the chestnut forest, head north. There's a spring on the innermost rock wall. I just came down from the mountain and was about to tell the village head. You should go now."

Dazhi's eyes lit up instantly: "Really?!"

"When has Third Brother ever lied to you?" Cui Chengliang said angrily, "Hurry up and stop fighting over this broken well."

In Xiahe Village, Dazhi is the most honest, and he is the second. It is really unbelievable that two honest people still doubt the truth between them!

"Hey, I'll go right away!"

The villagers who were queuing up to fetch water were wondering in their hearts, how could Cui Chengliang, who had just risked his life to fetch water, run away happily after saying a few words?

This isn't right.

"Chengliang, don't forget your fellow villagers when good things happen to you."

Cui Chengliang just smiled, his mouth tighter than the string around his waist, and walked into the headman's house.

The village head heard the noise outside stop and was about to go to the door to check when he saw the Cui family striding in, followed by a tail who came to inquire about the news.

The village head became nervous for no reason, drove the villagers out and locked the door tightly.

The last time the Cui family came over, they discovered chestnuts.

Could it be this time?

"Uncle village head, we found water on the mountain." Cui Chengliang said it directly without keeping anyone in suspense.

The six members of the Cui family stared at the headman's reaction, and Silang and Wulang couldn't wait to grin.

The village head did not look as happy as expected, and still had a kind smile on his face.

"It's good to find water. It's good to have water. Not bad." He raised his hand and put it down again.

Lin noticed that the headman looked uneasy, so she supported him and discovered that the headman, who had devoted his entire life to Xiahe Village, was trembling uncontrollably.

"Jingwen, give me a hand and help me sit down on the chair." Lin shouted anxiously, hoping that I would not get too excited and have a stroke.

Cui Zhaozhao found the kettle and hurriedly poured a glass of water.

The headman held the cup tightly, but could not bring it to his lips, and most of the water spilled out.

"What's going on?" The curtain of the inner room was lifted, and the headman's wife came out anxiously.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault," Cui Chengliang said in frustration. "We found a spring on the mountain, and the village head was so excited when he heard about it. I'm afraid it's not good."

When the village head's wife heard the news, she was also stunned for a moment, but she quickly reacted, snatched the cup of water from his hand, and splashed the water on his face with her backhand.

The village head looked up blankly, his eyes still confused.

The village head's wife gritted her teeth and slapped him with all her strength, causing half of her cheek to swell up quickly.

"You damn bitch, why are you hitting me for no reason!" The village head covered his face and roared with full force.

The Lin family members breathed a sigh of relief, everything was fine.

"You damn old man, I almost scared you to death."

Seeing that he had regained consciousness, the headman's wife's legs went weak and she fell into a chair.

"You're making such a fuss that it's nothing. You're making a fool of yourself." The village head muttered, turning to Cui Chengliang, "What did you just say?"

Cui Chengliang laughed dryly: "That... on the mountain... in the chestnut forest..." He spoke carefully while watching the reaction of the headman.

The village head frowned and said, "Go on."

Cheng Liang is a very honest and steady kid, why is he being so hesitant today?

The headman's wife curled her lips and let her speak.

“They found water in the mountains.”

"What?!!"

The village head stood up excitedly, fearing that he had heard a word wrong.

There is water on the mountain!

Cui Chengliang was so anxious that he held him up and said, "Uncle Lizheng, are you okay? Sit down and talk."

"What could it be?" the village head said displeasedly. He wasn't made of paper. "Tell me more about the water."

Cui Chengliang looked at Lin, and Lin told him in a gentle voice about the discovery of the water.

Cui Jingwen conducted research, Cui Zhaozhao made an unexpected discovery, and Silang and Wulang contributed...

The village head couldn't help nodding his head: "Good boy, Xiahe Village has a bright future." He patted Cui Jingwen's shoulder vigorously and said, "Your education was not in vain. Grandpa, the village head, thanks you on behalf of Xiahe Village."

Then he said to Cui Chengliang meaningfully: "You married a good wife."

Cui Chengliang's face flushed red and he mumbled "hmm".

"Let's go to the mountain and take a look."

The head of the village could not wait any longer and strode open the gate. The person who was eavesdropping outside was caught off guard and fell into the yard in a staggering manner.

"Don't step on me, it hurts."

"Hey, give me a hand..."

More people stood outside the door, not daring to move.

The village head snorted in annoyance: "Weren't you arguing fiercely just now? Now you're not busy grabbing water?"

The villagers hung their heads and dared not speak. Some people grumbled in defense, "It's because we're short of water. If there were water, who would be willing to break their heads for a few sips of water?"

Hitting someone's hands hurts and it's a waste of energy. I finally managed to eat a full meal, but I used all my energy to grab water.

No one spoke anymore.

Xiahe Village has always been peaceful and harmonious. It used to be so good. The vegetable fields were full of fruits and vegetables. Anyone who passed by and was thirsty or hungry could just pick some and eat them. It’s nothing like now, where everyone looks like an enemy.

I am afraid that others will take up more water, and I am even more afraid that I will not get enough water. I have a ruler to keep my eyes on.

But there is no other way. If there is no food, we can dig wild vegetables and eat grass roots, but if there is no water, there is nothing left.

Even with this little bit of water, I don’t know how long it can last.

Some people lamented numbly, taking it one day at a time.

"Okay, stop standing here and go do what you need to do." The village head waved his hand to send people away.

What can they do if crops can’t grow in the fields?

"Uncle Lizheng, have you discovered something again?"

Cheng Liang's wife is from the city and is knowledgeable. What's more, Jing Wen is a well-read kid who has read a lot of old books. He must have discovered something remarkable again.

Last time, the chestnuts made the whole village full.

What good stuff is this time?

The village head was so angry that he wanted to curse. The mountain was right there, but people would rather fight for water than go up the mountain to take a look.

They all blamed Cui Chengliang's family, and now they still have the nerve to ask about it. He is embarrassed for it.

"If there's anything, I'll ring the gong and tell you. I don't have time to argue with you right now, so don't all block us up here."

After saying that, he led the Lin family members away.

Leaving everyone savoring the aftertaste of the words.

"Bang the gong? Did I hear it right?"

"You heard right! Uncle Village Chief was talking about beating the gong!"

Everyone gasped and banged the gong, it was a big deal.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look."

The village head and his group walked in front, and the villagers followed from a distance behind. The quick-witted ones ran home quickly to get the bags.

More and more people followed him up the mountain.

The village head saw the villagers behind him, sighed, and pretended not to see them.

We are all struggling to survive, and we can only blame the evil God for turning our good days into dire straits.