Chapter 109 Your fate book is thinner than toilet paper
In the school, more than 20 village heads and Li Zhengs were stunned for a moment.
Raining?
You know, they came here this time at the instigation of Zhangjia Village Chief to force Daliu Village to share well water.
They think they are very lucky if each village can get a few buckets of water every day.
How dare they think that it would be such a good thing to rain?
They all found it hard to believe and looked at Xiao Nuobao.
At this time, Li Zheng of Qingquan Village spoke first, with a kind look in his eyes: "Child, if it really rains, we all want it. But the rain is controlled by God, how can we have a way to make it rain when we say it will rain?"
He is the leader of many village heads. It's
because Qingquan Village is the richest village in the country.
They were even so wealthy that in this drought year, the whole village could spend money to buy water. So this time, Qingquan Villager Li Zheng came here not because he had any intentions for the village well, but because he could not resist the invitation.
Xiao Nuobao knew that his words were effective, so he explained seriously: "This grandpa, the rain has not come for many days because God has punished and no longer has mercy on the world. As long as there is a way to move God, it is not impossible for it to rain."
Qingquan Villager Li Zheng looked slightly stunned.
A child who can say such words seems to be extraordinary. No wonder Old Yang allowed her to take charge.
Unlike other village heads who are arrogant, Qingquan Villager Li Zheng has a discerning eye.
He listened and thought for a moment: "You may have a point, but I don't know how to move God. Do you know?"
Little Nuobao's round face, the size of a palm, showed a thoughtful look.
This time, the heavenly punishment suffered by Nanji Kingdom was all due to the old emperor and many princes' lack of virtue, which aroused God's anger.
As long as the people can be pious and accumulate virtue, they can move God and take back some of the heavenly punishment.
Xiao Nuobao looked at the crowd and raised his voice, "If you want to gain, you must give up first. If you don't give up, you won't gain.
Only by giving up can you gain!" "How do you give up?"
Xiao Nuobao said, "It's difficult, but not difficult. It depends on whether you are willing to do it. In each village, if the family with more than 100 kilograms of surplus grain can give 20% of the grain to the poor families in the village, or give porridge to the refugees, it will rain in three days."
What?
When the village heads heard
this, they almost fell down from their seats. They were asked to give away their own grain for nothing. What was the reason?
If they couldn't pray for rain, wouldn't it be a big loss?
Besides, even if it really rained, they would still feel uneasy.
The head of Xishan Village hesitated and said, "The families with more surplus food give food, but the poor don't have to give? Then if it rains, those who didn't give food and those who are poor will not have to give anything, but will benefit from us who gave food. That's too bad."
Xiao Nuobao guessed that many people would think so.
She wrinkled her sparse eyebrows and said unhappily, "It's not a loss. The good deeds you do today can all be transformed into your own blessings. It's not only for yourself, but also for praying for rain. Why not?"
Even so, everyone still refused to listen.
They were like ants on a hot pot, unable to sit still, shaking their heads, thinking that this method was unreliable and that the child was just making a fuss.
"It's ridiculous. How come it rains when we donate some food since we are well off?" someone complained.
"Children are just children. They are naive. Who would believe her?"
Xiao Nuobao frowned and looked at the sunny sky outside.
If it continues without rain, many people will die sooner or later. They must agree today.
Originally, she wanted to try it in Daliu Village first, but there were too few people in one village, and the power of will was not enough to succeed.
Only when many villages come together and the people are strong can the power of will be strong, and then the heaven can be shaken.
Otherwise, she would not have to bother and waste her breath with these people.
At this time, the head of Zhangjia Village smiled sinisterly, stood up and said: "Oh, little girl, why are you talking nonsense? Is God yours? How can you make him rain? "
"Don't talk nonsense here, discuss with us quickly, how can we share your village well." He was still smiling triumphantly.
Xiao Nuobao saw that everyone was unwilling, touched his chin, and sighed.
Well, it seems that I have to work hard again and do some work.
She raised her head and suddenly stared at the head of Zhangjia Village, looking up and down at this round-headed, shrewd middle-aged man.
Well, this person's ancestors have lost virtue, and his family fortune is very bad.
During his great grandfather's time, he was one of the richest merchants in the city. But he became a grasshopper, and each generation was worse than the last. His blessings were all used up. When he got to be a village chief
, he could only be a beggar and a refugee.
Xiao Nuobao took another closer look. He had a black gas in his abdomen.
There was also a bloody smell on his buttocks.
On top of his head... there was a piece of green grass.
"Tsk." Xiao Nuobao flicked her tongue regretfully, her eyes turned sympathetic: "How pitiful~"
The village chief of Zhangjia Village was frightened by her look: "Who are you talking about as pitiful?"
Xiao Nuobao stood up and said in a faint voice: "You, Zhangjia Village, Zhang Fanjian, the name is really good. You have time to come to our village to rob, why not spend more time with your family and enjoy the last few years of your life."
The village chief of Zhangjia Village immediately turned green: "You, you girl actually cursed me, I want to live a long life."
Xiao Nuobao shook her head innocently.
"I was kindly reminding you, how could I say a curse~" "
Think about it yourself, your ancestors for three generations, all the male elders died of middle-aged bleeding from time to time, and did not live past the age of 45?" Xiao Nuobao asked word by word.
The head of Zhangjia Village clenched his fists in anger, but when he heard this, his anger froze, like wax, on his face.
This matter has always been a secret of his Zhang family!
It is an indisputable fact that all the men in the family die young, but because they are afraid that they will not be able to find a wife, the family never spreads it.
The Zhang family moved into Zhangjia Village only when his father was alive, so the villagers were unaware of the fact that the men in the family died in middle age.
The head of Zhangjia Village stepped back in panic.
How could a little girl know such a secret?
"You... who did you hear this from, or is someone making up lies about my family behind my back?" He stuttered as he spoke.
Xiao Nuobao pouted and sat back in his seat: "I don't need to listen to others. After all, your fate is thinner than my five pots of toilet paper. I can just check it directly."
"Besides, what I said is true and not nonsense. You Zhang family members have a hereditary intestinal disease, which is why you are so short-lived!" There was a firm tone in the milky voice of the child.
The head of Zhangjia Village couldn't help but feel weak in the knees.
So it's intestinal disease?
No wonder you have blood in your stool…
Xiao Nuobao sipped his saliva and then said, “Not only that, I also know that you have had blood in your stool recently, but the quack doctor treated it as hemorrhoids. Acupuncture, cutting, and burning were all useless.”
Zhang Fanjian shuddered.
They were all right!
All right!!
He covered his still aching buttocks and stared with his eyes wide open: “Could it be that I don’t have hemorrhoids, but also that intestinal disease?”
Xiao Nuobao sighed and nodded his round head: “Yes, you have the same abdominal and intestinal congestion as your father and grandfather. In less than two years, you will also die of extreme abdominal pain. As for your… not your only son… you will also become a beggar and will not live past thirty.”
Zhang Fanjian’s eyes were fixed and he almost fainted.
What's going on?
This girl even knows that his son was born to his wife and another man?
How can she be like a god...
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