Chen Gui patted Chen Xian's shoulder hard, "Well done, kid."
The group sat by the stream and cut the pineapple open with a snap. Chen Qingshan cut the pineapple into pieces of varying sizes.
Chen Erzhu looked awkward.
After eating, the joy was washed away.
Chen Gui sighed, "It's a pity that it takes more than an hour to get up the mountain from here, and carrying water is too tiring. Otherwise, it would be so much better."
"Dad, it's better than being thirsty, isn't it? Alright, if it weren't for Brother Xian's family, where would we find such a good water source?"
Everyone looked disappointed.
"If only we had a water pipe."
"Brother Xian, what do you mean?"
Having accidentally let something slip, Chen Xian quickly explained.
"It's nothing, I just misspoke."
etc!
It was as if I had grasped something in the dark.
Clap his hands and laugh, Chen Xian said seriously, "Uncle Gui, I think I might have a way to divert the stream to the foot of the mountain, and if possible, the wheat in the fields might even be able to drink their fill!"
"What did you say?"
Perhaps due to excessive eagerness, Uncle Gui's voice became shrill!
Chen Qingshan listened with wide eyes as Chen Xian explained his plans.
Old Li was doing calculations in the field with a small wooden stick.
He kept muttering "steps, steps, feet..."
Once a crazy idea takes hold, it's hard to stop it.
Chen Qingshan kept shaking his head, saying it wasn't practical.
If it really wastes manpower and resources, it will be very disheartening in the end.
certainly!
Chen Xian, standing to the side, suggested, "Why don't we go check on the bamboo first?"
The group marched to the nearest bamboo forest and soon found the nearest moso bamboo grove. Chen Gui, with tears streaming down his face, stroked the green bamboo stalks and patted them hard.
The bamboo swayed gently, rustling and its leaves whispering.
He kept repeating, "May God bless Qingxia Village..."
He kept patting Chen Xian on the shoulder, "Good nephew!"
Chen Dazhu nudged Chen Erzhu, "Second brother, Dad's idea is too crazy. Aren't you going to try to persuade him?"
Chen Erzhu said helplessly, "Go and see Grandpa Gui. He looks like a crazy person, not someone who can talk properly. Believe me, if you ask him to give up such a crazy idea now, he will immediately give you a few loving but deep blows!"
"I don't believe it!" came the faint voice, and Chen Qingshan said.
"Dad, is it possible that you've really lost your mind this time? You've gone too far. If you give up halfway, it will seriously damage your prestige. Also... I might not get any support in the village in the future. Have you thought about that?"
"You bastard!"
Chen Gui was breathing heavily, like a water buffalo, his face filled with excitement: "What does my prestige matter? I want the villagers to survive the famine, I want them to have a good harvest, I want no one in Qingxia Village to starve to death!"
After saying that, he kicked his eldest son directly.
Chen Qingshan looked at Erzhuzi with a resentful expression.
“Nephew, you’re right, my father really does love me.”
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