Rebirth in another world is good for farming

The stream under the bamboo tree had the gentlest flow. A hole measuring one foot square was dug, and the bottom was filled with pebbles. On both sides were four or five flat boulders, forming a large pool.Unless it rains continuously, the water here will not become muddy easily, and people nearby love to wash their clothes here.Or when returning home from work in the fields in summer, they will stop here to wash off the dirt on their bodies to get rid of the heat.

The Zhang family is close to here, as long as they are not busy on weekdays, Zhang Xiaoliu will come here on time after breakfast to wash clothes, and sometimes he will bring Xiaosong to play in the water.This place is also a gathering place for rumors, whether good or bad, well-founded or unfounded, as long as there is news leaked out, a few people get together and you can say a word for a long time.

Usually when I hear what others say, Zhang Xiaoliu pretends not to understand most of the time, but when I came here this day, I happened to hear a few sighs and sighs discussing that a family in the west of the village is going to build a new house, so I deliberately slowed down the movements of my hands Listen carefully.Sure enough, they lived up to their expectations. They counted how many houses the family had planned to build, how many materials they would use, and how long it would take. Spend money to build a house.In the end, without exception, they complain that their own land is not enough, or that the husband is not up to date, and I am afraid that they will never have the luck to live in a new house.

As the weather gets hotter, Zhang Xiaoliu can no longer bear the airtight house he lives in now.Although the wooden bed is big enough, it cannot turn over freely after sleeping three people.After sleeping for a long time at night, my back was hot, and I had to prevent the two little ones from being squeezed.He kept the remaining money from selling Ganoderma lucidum, mainly because he wanted to build a spacious and comfortable house.Although it will be inappropriate to act for a while, I also want to inquire about the market first.When he finally finished washing his clothes slowly, those people just finished talking and changed the subject.Zhang Xiaoliu was no longer interested, so he said hello and left with his clothes.

There is a small road leading into the bamboo forest. After he walked out, he walked along the main road for about twenty feet, then turned left and went back home.As for this road, it is the result of countless generations of hard work. It traverses the entire village and extends from the foot of the mountain to the road that leaves the village and leads to the town.He was used to walking around on weekdays, and he was summing up the various expenditures for building the house that we discussed just now, and he didn't even notice that someone ran up to him and waved to him.

"Brother Xiaoliu, hurry up and save Xiaomai, he is bleeding..." Just as he was about to turn the corner and go home, Zhang Xiaoliu unintentionally looked up, only to see an eight or nine-year-old boy running closer and closer , What is still shouting in his mouth.

Zhang Xiaoliu didn't react at first, and only after thinking through his words did he understand what he was talking about.

"Bleeding? Where are the wheat?" He put the barrel down and asked subconsciously.He didn't take the matter seriously yet, he just thought that it would be nothing if the children ran up and fell when they were pushing or playing.

"Under the big banyan tree, someone else did it first! Xiaosong was also crying, I don't know what's wrong..." It was Daniu who came to report the news, and Xiaomai was often with him when he took Xiaosong out to play. Afraid that Mai Mai would be scolded, he quickly explained clearly.

"Thank you, I'll go and have a look first." Going down the main road, there is another fork that leads to the paddy fields just like passing through the bamboo grove. Here in the past.On the side of the fork in the road, there is a big banyan tree as thick as two people hugging each other. Many children like to play there.You can wait for the adults in the field to go home, and you don't have to worry about kidnappers outside, after all, it is far from the entrance of the village.

It was quite a long way from their house to that place, Zhang Xiaoliu trotted all the way there, but it took half a quarter of an hour to arrive because of his short legs.Daniu couldn't explain clearly. After talking for a long time, he only knew that the two brothers of the Zhao family passed the big banyan tree when they came back from the fields.

When Zhang Xiaoliu went to take a look, the scene became even more chaotic.Xiao Song sat on the ground crying loudly, while Mai Mai and Zhao Zhengze wrestled with the two brothers.Both of them are not as old as each other, and Mai Mai is not as high as his shoulders, so how can they win?He saw Mai Mai being punched several times in the stomach from afar.

"Wheat!" He didn't think about how Zhao Zhengze, who had left the field, would be here, and wanted to call out Mai.Since you only have to be beaten, it's better to call a stop first.

Unexpectedly, Mai Mai, who had always listened to his words, didn't stop, like an angry leopard tightly grabbed Zhao Zhengqing's hand, as if trying to wring his hand off.Zhang Xiaoliu took a step forward, gasped when he saw his side face, and was about to rush up to get mad, when Bomo Zhao from the other side also came, and yelled more exaggeratedly than him.

"I'm going to die, my family bullied you two brothers! Sure enough, I raised a white-eyed wolf, and even my brother's family came to beat my brother, and I'm not afraid of lightning strikes!"

Seeing the bloodstains on Mai Mai's face and hearing his high-pitched voice, Zhang Xiaoliu suffocated in anger. Seeing that he was still two or three people away, and without a weapon at hand, Zhang Xiaoliu lifted half a block from the ground. A stone the size of a brick rushed up and hit Zhao Zhengqing on the head.

In an instant, Zhao Zhengqing's silly screams and Xiaosong's unceasing cries were like a duet, which stunned the fighters and the onlookers.

"Ah, how dare you hit my son..." As soon as he stopped, Zhao Bomo rushed forward.Zhang Xiaoliu could see clearly, and pulled Mai Mai to his side.

Uncle Zhao first hugged his son nervously to check. Although there was no bleeding, a lump had already bulged, and he immediately barked his teeth and claws to come over and beat him.

"Come on, I happened to return him when he grabbed the wheat." Zhang Xiaoliu raised the unthrown stone in his hand and said with a sneer.

"Is there any reason? Such a small child doesn't know how to respect the elders, and dares to strike with a stone. This is killing people..." Zhao Bomo calmed down after being drunk by him, and knew that he could not fight with a child. He simply howled on the spot, attracting more and more people to watch.

Zhang Xiaoliu ignored him, and walked towards Xiaosong with Mai Mai.

Xiaosong was still crying, Zhang Xiaoliu stretched out his hand to hug him, and then he moved, and he cried louder again, even his expression was distorted in pain.

"Brother, Xiaosong's hand is broken!" Maimai's right cheek was scratched with two bloodstains, one from the cheek to the back of the ear, and the other slanted to the chin.Seeing him cry for the first time, Zhang Xiaoliu squatted beside Xiaosong and wanted to hug him but dared not.

Zhang Xiaoliu couldn't believe it when he heard what he said, but when he saw Xiaosong's left wrist hanging down unnaturally, after touching it, he heard his cry and screamed again.

He didn't dare to make any more moves, and shouted to Zhao Zhengze, who was standing beside him after he stopped, "Quickly ask Uncle Wu if he can drive the bullock cart to town! Xiao Song's hand is broken, you need to see a doctor quickly!"

At this time, there were quite a few onlookers, seven or eight children, and three or four adults.Hearing his words, there was an uproar.

Zhao Zhengze also panicked, and hurried to Zhang Wushu's house to call for help.Zhao Bomo found that he didn't attract attention, and the howling stopped.

"Brother Liu, apply medicine to the wound on Mai Mai's face quickly, otherwise the wind will easily leave scars." The person with the fracture cannot move at will, and Zhang Xiaoliu dare not hug Xiaosong, and even wants to pat him The back is worried about being involved in the wound.The people next to him were still terrified of his cruel appearance, but now they felt that the two children were pitiful, and a middle-aged man reminded him impatiently.

No matter how the children fight, it's too ruthless to strike like this, and it still leaves wounds on his face!At this glance, it is known that it was drawn with thorns on the side of the road.

Mai Mai heard it, and subconsciously raised her sleeve to wipe her face, but was stopped by Zhang Xiaoliu.

He glanced at his brother's calm face, and for some reason felt that his brother was actually very angry now.

"I'm fine, brother, I'm sorry." If he took Xiaosong to play at home, he wouldn't run into those two people, let alone hurt Xiaosong.

"We don't have any medicine at home, so we can only apply medicine after the doctor in the town sees it." Zhang Xiaoliu took a deep breath and suppressed the hostility in his chest.Regardless of his previous life or present life, he was not a person who advocated violence, but seeing the Zhao family brothers shamelessly bullying the younger, and causing one of the two younger brothers to have a broken wrist and the other almost disfigured, it was really unbearable.

Fortunately, Uncle Wu's house was nearby, and Zhao Zhengze arrived soon after running. When he came back, he was followed by an old man who seemed to be in his 70s.

"Uncle Wu is harnessing an ox cart. Uncle Aqiang knows some medical skills, so let's take a look first." Seeing Zhang Xiaoliu's anxious eyes, Zhao Zhengze explained softly.

Uncle Ah Qiang is Fifth Uncle's father. Because he is old and healthy, he is considered prestigious in the village, and the younger generation will greet him obediently when he sees him.Zhang Xiaoliu had also seen him a few times, mostly seeing him sitting on the bench at the gate of the courtyard with a cane on his back, his waist straightened and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Uncle Aqiang, please, Xiaosong's hand hurts every time he moves, it seems to be broken." Although Uncle Aqiang seemed to be walking steadily, Zhang Xiaoliu stepped forward to help him, and moved away from the position next to Xiaosong. give him.

Uncle Aqiang let out a "hmm", narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiaosong for a long time, then stretched out his wrinkled hand to touch Xiaosong's left wrist where the fist was raised, all the way to the back of the hand.

Xiao Song yelled so loudly that even Zhang Xiaoliu couldn't bear to listen.

Uncle Ah Qiang nodded, put the crutch under his armpit, held Xiaosong's hand flat with his left hand, took advantage of his unpreparedness to pull and send it away with his right hand, and only heard a click, and the limp wrist was connected just now, and Xiaosong held his hand high. The crying also slowed down.

"Okay, boy, don't cry. So many people are watching your crying scene, are you ashamed?" Uncle A Qiang held the crutch in his hand, held the lower half, stretched it out and touched Xiaosong with the head of the crutch hands.

The head of the cane is a rounded handshake, engraved with a pattern that looks like a turtle and a snake. Xiao Song saw it and stretched out his hand to grab it with great interest.

"Okay, it's not a fracture, it's a dislocated wrist. You don't need to go to town, just be careful and don't pull his hand too often."

Zhang Xiaoliu had been watching intently, and was overjoyed when he heard his words: "It turned out to be dislocated, thank you Uncle Aqiang."

It was also because he was too anxious and didn't think about it at all.

Seeing that there was nothing serious here, Uncle Zhao yelled again dissatisfied: "I know it's just pretending, there's nothing wrong with it, and I still look amazing! My Zhengqing house was smashed by you, and it's still not good." Knowing that there is something wrong with my brain, I must let my uncle judge me this time!"

The uncle is naturally the most prestigious old man in their Zhao family in the village.On weekdays, they are not willing to find the village head except for the need to witness and go through the formalities.