The Jian family is not only fierce, but also favored by the captain, which is very difficult to mess with.

I just took a few words and talked about the inconspicuous thing about the Jian family, and everyone was embarrassed to avoid disasters. It was different from their family. They occupied the dry cave, enjoyed delicious food, drink and enjoyed happiness, and were a good capitalist style.

"Sister Four is having dinner." The voices of several children gathered together and reached Jian Ning's ears.

"Here you come." Jian Ning and the person in charge of pouring water said: "Control the water flow slowly, don't pour it down one by one. It's useless to filter it out."

The man nodded.

When Jane Ning returned to the cave, the old lady said, "When you come back and share your flesh, you will move faster and you will be hungry."

The old lady didn't know what to do, but she was always deliberately or unintentionally improving Jian Ning's status recently.

No one lives in the cave, so Teacher Fan will not say that Dr. Song is very skilled in medical skills and has a perfect character. Jian Ning wanted to be close to him. Now she is pregnant with a three-legged cat and is willing to observe and understand how Dr. Song treats patients.

Tian Chunmiao's family has a simple population. The first sister is married, and the next two younger brothers are in their early 10s and are simple-minded. They are friends wearing pairs of pants with Deli's third brother Jian Degui. Their parents are honest and not annoying.

With the unremitting efforts of Wang Anqing, Wu Xiuhua and his family unknowingly became close.

Since I am not an outsider, I share duck soup and duck meat, so I can share duck legs with a few strong men in the Jian family. It is very fair. I do the heaviest work and eat the most delicious legs.

There were three ducks, six legs, four males, one left, two left, Jian Ning took the initiative to divide them into the old lady and Jian Ming Yu Bowl.

Put the steamed buns on an aluminum pot with steaming grids, soak the meaty flavor, and paired with duck soup and chicken mixed with it to make a good meal.

In the afternoon, Wang Anqing came to discuss something with Jian Guoqiang. Wu Xiuhua saw that his old man had his eyes sinking for only one day and one night, and his mouth was blistering. He felt very distressed. He quickly brought out a bowl of duck soup meat: "Ning Yatou left it for you, it's still hot, you're almost drinking it."

"Oh, I guess you're stewing meat." He smelled the meat early in the morning, and without asking, he guessed that it was probably the Jian family.

"Guoqiang, I'm going to organize people to dig wild vegetables around the country. Will your family have a chance to get out of their house?" The group of people who built the shack in the morning changed shifts, and the strong laborers of the Jian family were idle. He came over and asked.

Before Jian Guoqiang could speak, the old lady snatched the words: "If you don't go, you'll be tired from the wind and rain for a long time, take a break."

My son is in love with me, and now I don’t lack those three melons and two dates.

Their family was once again treated with the eyes of the brigade leader, and they refused to stutter even if they stumbled. The old lady felt that life was never as comfortable as before. It was like floods and mountains. As long as there was a granddaughter, it would be nothing big.

Wang Anqing simply said: "Okay."

After drinking a bowl of duck soup, Wang Anqing didn't stop for a moment and got up and went to busy. Wu Xiuhua chased him to the door: "Old man, you are not young anymore, be at ease."

Wang Anqing: "I know, I'm long-winded." He is less than fifty years old and he is not very young.

In the middle of the afternoon, there was a burst of thunder.

The rumbling thunder seemed to hit the stone wall.

The wind is blowing with the smell of earth, and the rain is wrapped in fallen leaves and flying all over the ground.

Jian Ning shouted at the entrance of the cave: "People standing under the tree, be careful of being struck by lightning."

Words are good words, but they don’t listen very well. In the deep-rooted thoughts of rural people, those who will be struck by lightning are all evil people.

Very unscientific.

After the sudden storm stopped, Wang Anqing and several team leaders walked towards the woods opposite the stone wall.

Jian Ning also went there.

They walked through the woods, stood on the edge of the mountainside, and looked at the depression wrapped in mountain hills.

Mayor Luo promised yesterday that he would do his best to get the downstream to open this afternoon.

He didn't do it...

He may have tried his best...

Maybe something went wrong in that link...

The river in sight was like a pot of water. If you threw a small stone into it, the water was about to flood out, making people frightened.

Jane Ning had water dripping on her hair, and so on her eyelashes.

The rain seemed to cool down in people's hearts.

A profound character Sichuan frowned between Wang Anqing's eyebrows.

The dark clouds above the head are pressing down, as if they are about to fall down at any time, crushing the spine of a person.

The mountains and rivers ignored the burden of the ridges and rivers and tried their best to drain the water down.

They watched the mud-yellow water flow out of the edge of the basin and flow to their homes.

There is nothing they can do!

The group stood quietly on the hillside, haze and sadness lingering in the air, coolness embedded in the bones, swallowing up luck.

As the sky gradually became dark, Jane Ning said: "Let's go back."

The group of people turned around like robots receiving instructions, and walked towards the woods silently.

No one spoke on the way back.

The shadows are pressing on people's hearts.

Faced with the villagers' inquiries, Wang Anqing looked very bad, his shoulders drooped, licked the blisters on the corner of his mouth, and was weak to comfort him. He ignored the villagers' wails and scolds, turned around and walked listlessly into the cave to guard his grain.

His steps were floating, his back was extremely decadent, and a breath was pulled away.

He sat on the ground holding a bag of grain, his eyes were empty, and he stared at the stone wall in a daze.

I was heartbroken and disappointed, but I couldn't help but be glad to adopt Jian Ning's opinion again. If I don't make any plans and react quickly, the village committee's warehouse will be swallowed up by the flood, and the grain and old grain will be completely destroyed, that will be a real catastrophic destruction.

Is it a great blessing now in misfortune? He smiled bitterly.

At night, the cold wind erodes, and there is a kind of cold winter.

It rained for another night.

At dawn, something happened.

There were noises outside the cave.

"You guys keep sleeping, I'll go see what's wrong." Jane Ning got up and put on her coat: "Delly, wake up and watch the fire."

Deli understood the implicit meaning of Sister Four. He immediately wrapped his coat and sat next to the fire at the entrance of the cave with the steel knife given by Sister Four.

The old lady kicked Jian Guoqiang who was sleeping opposite her and said, "Boss, go and take a look."

"Oh." Jian Guoqiang responded in a daze.

"I'll go too." Jian Zhenjun got up.

Wu Xiuhua also went with her, and she was worried about the old man.

Pushing away the branches that blocked the wind, Wang Anqing was leading the way, and several villagers were carrying a coma towards them.

"Girl, please call me Dr. Song, someone is injured." Wang Anqing directed the villagers to place the injured in a shack outside Jian Ning and their cave entrance.

When Doctor Song heard the sound, he walked out with the medicine box.

"How did you get injured?" Dr. Song squatted down and rolled his eyelids.

An old lady said in a panic: "I got up early and went to the spring to fetch water. I saw a man lying on the ground, motionless, and the bucket was dropped by me..."
Chapter completed!