Chapter 77 You Are Weak, You Are Right
Everyone knew why Miao Daxing suddenly attacked at this time. In fact, he just wanted to find a reason to fight with the village chief.
Half of the people present were immediately filled with anger. Finding a water source today was such a good omen, but the bastard had to come out and do such a thing.
The other half were just there to watch the fun, as they were also worried about the uneven distribution of water.
Fortunately, Lai Fu was able to hold his temper. He took a long breath and said, "Okay, you Miao people can send two people to follow us up. But first of all, when we get there, we can only stand by and watch Ding Lao San fetch water. If anyone dares to jump in and collapse the dam, causing the water to escape, then none of us villagers will forgive him."
"Okay!" Miao Daxing sneered triumphantly. He liked watching Lai Fu compromise with him again and again. That feeling made him so happy!
This scene made Ding Xiaodie and her mother feel very uncomfortable.
I have a vague feeling that Miao Daxing is a time bomb in Aozigou Village, and it may explode at any time.
Because of the two unpleasant conversations before, Lai Fu and Miao Daxing did not communicate at all along the way. When they arrived at the ravine, Miao Daxing was stunned when he saw that there was still half a pond of water.
Sure enough, there is water, and it is so clear. Just imagine how great it would be if all this water was yours?
Miao Daxing's next move was to jump down, scoop up the liquid and drink it in big gulps.
Fortunately, Lai Fu was quick enough to step forward and stop him, shouting, "What did I say in the town? Only Ding Lao San can draw water from here. Do you think the pond can bear the weight of many people?"
"Why can he draw water from the ditch?" Miao Daxing roared with veins popping out on his forehead.
"Because he found the water source."
“…”
This time Miao Daxing had nothing to say. The most important thing was that he saw several young men surnamed Ding clenching their fists. He knew that he might suffer if a conflict broke out, so he had to push Lai Fu away heavily.
"Okay, you're the village chief, so it's up to you, right?"
Lai Fu stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately a junior supported him.
"Miao Daxing, what are you doing?" Ding Gui, who was standing by the pond, couldn't bear to watch and almost rushed over.
Lai Fu was the more generous one, waving his hand: "Forget it, Third Brother, hurry up and get some water. Don't bother with him. It's so hot, and every little bit less will mean a drop less. Hurry up."
Ding Gui finally held back his anger, glared at Miao Daxing's rogue look, and turned around to continue fetching water.
Soon, the water in the ditch was pumped out, and only a thin layer remained. If you touched it anymore, it would turn into mud, which was meaningless.
Lai Fu said, "Let's leave it to the mountain god. I hope he will have mercy on us and ferry us some more water."
After he finished speaking, he took the lead and knelt down, kowtowed devoutly.
This was also what everyone else wished for, so they all knelt down and kowtowed following the village chief, including Ding Gui of course, but he was quite speechless while he was knelt down.
"..." Worship yourself. Wasn't it the three of them who ferried the river across?
On the way down the mountain, Lai Fu followed them closely and kept an eye on them to prevent Miao Daxing from doing anything wrong. He only finished his work when he reached the town and poured the water into the tank.
Then he began to divide the water under the gaze of everyone.
But at this moment, a burst of high and low wailing suddenly sounded at the door of Lai Fu's house.
All the villagers were crowded in his backyard waiting for water to be distributed. Suddenly, someone was crying at the front gate, so they stopped and went out to see what was going on. When they saw...wasn't this Miao Wang's family?
Miao Wang is the eldest son of their family. He is 25 years old today. He married a wife a few years ago, but because he was idle and lazy, the new wife had no hope for life as there were so many mouths to feed at home.
He was so frightened that he ran away with the peddler who came to the village.
Until now, Miao Wang has never mentioned his wife again, and he has three younger brothers and three younger sisters, a real family of the Seven Gourd Brothers.
Well, right now, Qi Hulu was kneeling at the door with his half-dead mother, making Lai Fu sweat all over his forehead. "Miao Wang, Auntie, please talk to me. What's going on? Stop crying."
It would have been fine if he hadn't asked, but after he did, she cried even louder!
A villager quickly told him: "Village chief, Zhu Wang's father passed away last night!"
"Oh, is that true?" Lai Fu was just wondering why he didn't see Zhu Wang's father?
"Yes, when you brought back the water earlier, everyone was so happy that they forgot to tell you."
"Village chief, Zhu Wang's father is in the house now!"
"Shut up." Someone immediately pushed the man and shouted, "Village Chief, the dead cannot be resurrected. Let's get back to business and distribute the water! Otherwise, our old man will die of thirst."
"Yes, yes, let's get down to business!"
Everyone suddenly came to their senses and agreed to continue dividing the water.
Isn't this embarrassing?
With a family crying in front and a village chasing after them from behind, Lai Fu could only grit his teeth and say, "Aunt, I have to put your family's affairs aside for now. It's so hot, if we don't divide the water, I'm afraid two more lives will be lost."
"No, let's be clear. You have to give my family more water. Although my father has passed away, he was still alive on the day we decided to go up the mountain to find water."
Zhu Wang suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open as if he was ready to fight if anyone disobeyed him.
Ding Gui and Da Bao hurried forward to stop him: "Zhu Wang, calm down."
The villagers saw this and were not happy about it. They had previously sympathized with him about his father's death, but now what? You think you're right just because you're weak, right?
When it comes to the issue of water distribution, which family doesn't want more? Only your family, Zhu Wang, wants to get a bigger share. You're dreaming.
The villagers pointed and cursed at you, and believe it or not, they could spit at you to death.
“Alright, alright!”
Lai Fu slammed his head and pressed his hands against the ground, shouting: "If you can't find water, you will make a fuss. If you find water, you will make a fuss too. Are you dying if you don't make a fuss every day?" After saying this, he waved his hand.
Erbao walked forward carrying a large, solid porcelain bowl of soup. The pattern on the bowl was a phoenix flying to the sky surrounded by peonies, which was very beautiful.
Lai Fu said loudly, "This is my grandmother's dowry. It's a bit bigger than an ordinary family's soup bowl. Today I'll use it to distribute water. Each family will get a large bowl, no more, no less. Each family... just one bowl. No matter how many people there are in your family, if there's more than enough, we can distribute it tomorrow."
My goodness, this is a one-size-fits-all approach!
Those with fewer people in the family naturally applauded, but those with more people, like Miao Wang's family of eight, wouldn't they feel that they were at a disadvantage?
For example, Ding Rong's family, a couple plus three children, a total of five people, they all feel that they are at a disadvantage, let alone those with seven or eight people.
But no matter how much they argued, Lai Fu was always like this: "This is the division. If you say anything more, there will be no water left today. We can talk about it tomorrow."
(End of this chapter)
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