"Second brother!"

Before Canghai could reach the entrance of the village, he heard Ping An standing on the top of the slope waving at him. I wonder how happy he was.

"Why are you hudding here so cold?" Cang Hai asked with concern when he saw Ping An's tears and snot.

Ping An snot with her sleeve: "I'm waiting for my second brother to come back!"

Canghai understood as soon as he heard this. He probably has been here to wait for him since he left. He doesn't know how much wind and cold this kid has suffered these days.

"Let's go home!" Cang Hai signaled the boy to get in the car.

But when he turned around, Canghai remembered that he had loaded a lot of things after his motorcycle.

"Forget it, don't sit down, help me lead the donkey!" Cang Hai said.

"oh!"

Hearing Cang Hai's instructions, Ping An automatically untied the donkey's reins behind the motorcycle.

Canghai has not noticed that the clown donkey has been following his motorcycle. After running for so long, he didn't even breathe. Although it was slower along the way, it didn't seem difficult for the donkey to follow the motorcycle with a trot.

Canghai was pushing the motorcycle like this, and there were some gifts for the villagers tied behind the motorcycle. In addition to the gifts, there were also daily necessities such as quilts brought by Canghai, and in addition to a small folding bed.

When we arrived in the village, when the dog barked, everyone came out.

I knew that Canghai was coming back for the New Year, and the caves that I promised to clean. Although the things inside were simple, they could be used together. Apart from a wooden bed, I don’t know where the villagers bought an old desk, one bed and one broken desk. This is Canghai’s current property.

"Haiwazi, why did he buy such a donkey? He was cheated?"

After relocating Canghai, Hu Shijie and his elders began to evaluate the clown donkey that Canghai had just bought.

"That's for sure. Haiwazi would not buy a donkey. This donkey is just a good thing to pick up meat. There is nothing wrong with having thin belly and thighs," Grandpa Li Er also said.

When the old people saw the clown donkey, they thought that this donkey was a waste of money. Not to mention that it was valuable, even if it was sent to the farmhouse households, they would not want it. They would not want things that were just for food and not working. As for killing and eating meat, it was even more unimaginable. They would not spend thousands of dollars to buy a donkey and killing and eating meat.

After hearing this, Canghai had to say, "Don't look bad, it's done with work!"

When everyone heard Cang Hai say this, they expressed their disbelief. Everyone was a person who had been dealing with animals all their lives, and there was no way to tell the good or bad of the donkey.

"I brought some clothes to everyone. Grandpa Hu, please help me divide it. It's not valuable things. They are all things that can relieve the cold. Although I can't wear it for a few days, I still use it when it's winter." Cang Hai pointed at the things on the donkey.

Hu Shijie stroked the mustache on his mouth: "You kid, what else can you bring to everyone!"

He was quite happy to say this, and he understood that this was nostalgia for Haiwazi and remembered the kindness that everyone helped him with life. Thinking of this, Hu Shijie asked everyone to start unloading things.

They are all new military coats. Although they are not worth it in the city, they are quite a good gift for the villagers. In addition to military coats, there are also some sports pants and sportswear that are convenient for work. One set costs only about 200 yuan, which is not even a drop in the bucket for Canghai now.

After the new clothes were divided, everyone was very happy, looking more lively than the New Year.

"Haiwazi, have you eaten?" Qian Ximei, Grandma Li San, asked.

"You stupid old lady, come back all the way, Haiwazi has nothing to eat. Come home quickly and get some food for Haiwazi," said Li San's grandfather Li Lidaxun.

When Cang Hai heard this, he immediately said, "Don't be busy. I brought instant noodles and just make a little bit of it!"

"How did this happen? The baby's mother went home and killed the little rooster," said Grandpa Li Licheng.

"No, don't, don't be busy with this dark and dark. Otherwise, I'll take some food here at noon tomorrow. Let's have a good meal tomorrow at noon?" Cang Hai said quickly.

Generally speaking, when raising chickens in the village, it is almost winter when it is either taken to the town for money or killed chickens. Because raising chickens during the winter requires food, it is not worth feeding for villagers.

"Okay, then it's noon tomorrow!"

After hearing what Cang Hai said, Li Licheng gave up.

There is a bed in the kiln, so Canghai put the lids on it. Although the kiln is warm, quilts and mats are still indispensable in this weather.

After laying the bed, Canghai sat on the edge of the bed. Hu Shijie was also sitting on the bed. The remaining men, women, young and old all squatted on the ground with their sleeves, smoking cigarettes and chatting.

"Grandpa Hu, tomorrow I want to dig deeper the well in the village. Based on my years of work experience, I think the old well in our village will definitely be able to flow out of water," Cang Hai said.

Hearing Cang Hai say this, Hu Shijie shook his head: "It's useless, don't waste your energy. I've found a gentleman from the county before and saw it. Even if I hit ten meters, I can't get out of water."

Cang Hai thought to himself: He can't beat it, but I can!

"I think it can really make water come out," Cang Hai said.

Li Liren said: "Haiwazi, don't be stubborn. Now this well is fourteen or five meters deep. If there is water, it will have it long ago."

After saying that, Li Liren continued to smoke cigarettes in silence.

"How can I know if I don't try it? By the way, the guy who dug the well in our village was still there?" Cang Hai decided that he had to punch this well.

Since I have decided to live in the village, I spent more than half a day to get water from several miles away? I still got water with sand. It would be strange if the Canghai was satisfied.

"You should be here, but it has not been used for many years. I am afraid that the wooden objects have long been destroyed and cannot be used," said Hu Shijie.

Canghai said: "It's okay, just repair it if it breaks!"

When everyone heard that Cang Hai was so stubborn, they stopped talking and kept muttering to themselves that this Haiwa was shocked by lard.

After talking for a while, everyone said goodbye. Ping'an wanted to talk to Canghai for a while, but Hu Shuaijie took him home in the name of not disturbing Canghai's rest.

With the boiling water sent by Grandma Li, Canghai soaked a bowl of noodles, but he couldn't eat it halfway because there was some sand in the water, so most of the bowl of instant noodles became cheaper.

Hiding in the quilt and gnawing a few bread, Canghai was filled with his stomach, and he fell asleep in a while.

When I arrived at the new home, my tiger head was so yellow that it was sticking out my butt, and my fat little body sniffed around for a while. After getting familiar with the new environment, I got into the idleness of the sea, yawned and fell asleep beautifully.

As for the donkey, Hu Shijie led to the village cabin, added some materials, and had a new place to stay.

The next morning, Canghai got up and the boy Ping'an appeared at the door, diligently helping Canghai fetch water, and walked away like a small follower.

In the morning, Grandma Li Er sent a bowl of noodle soup with two poached eggs added. After eating, Cang Hai began to prepare tools for digging wells.

The thing to dig wells is very simple. A tripod is mounted on the well. An iron hoist is hung in the middle of the tripod. A rope is hung on the iron hoist. One end of the rope is fixed to the outside, and a basket is hung on the other end. Whether it is pulled by a livestock or a winch, you can put people down or hang out the dig of the well soil.

When I arrived at the place Hu Shijie said, Canghai found that the tripod was over. The wood was useless for more than ten years and it was gone. Not to mention the rack, it would not show the weight in my hand. It would not be useful.

The iron gourd is still intact, not only intact maintenance, but also wrong. This thing is a property anyway. Even if it is not used for a while, the villagers will not slap things. Therefore, the iron gourd is wrapped in oil paper. Although it is a little rusty, it is fine to rotate, and the shaft in the middle is also very shiny.

The rope disappeared, and I don’t know who took it away. Fortunately, Canghai had prepared a lot, so two twenty-five-meter cables were prepared in the space.

With ropes and gourds, what we lack now is a tripod, but finding three thick poles in the countryside is not difficult. After moving a few stores, Canghai found three things to use together.

Three poles were tied together, and the other three were inserted into the soil along both sides of the well, so that the rack could not move. An iron gourd was hung on the top of the rack, and then the cable was passed through the iron gourd, tied a large basket on one end, and the other was tied to the back of the clown donkey, so that Ping An could pull the clown donkey to follow his command, put it or pull it to control the lifting and lowering of the rope.

Everything was ready. Canghai carried a miner's lamp on his back and sat in a basket to signal Ping'an: "Get back a little!"

Ping An led the clown donkey and followed Canghai's words to make the donkey retreat. In this way, Canghai, who was sitting in the basket, slowly slid towards the bottom of the well.

It took about five minutes before Canghai arrived at the bottom of the well.

When Canghai stood at the bottom of the well, he realized that the bottom of the well was almost peeling, and there was no trace of water at all. It was indeed as Grandpa Hu Shijie and others said, and he could not dig out the water at all.

Although Canghai only needs to use the water in the space well, in order to cover up and lay the foundation for future projects, Canghai still waved the pickaxe in his hand and began to dig it down.

Canghai was very strong. In a short while, he swung a basket of soil out and looked down at the wellhead. Ping An was about to yell. Then Ping An urged the donkey to lift the basket full of soil up.

After pouring the soil in the basket, Ping An hung the basket down again.

Just one of them lifted soil at the wellhead, and the other was waving down the well. After waving about ten baskets of soil, it was time for lunch.

Hu Shijie walked over and looked at the soil dug out of the sea with hope. Not only did he look at it, but he also squeezed it. He found that the soil was dry and he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

Although the villagers support Canghai's approach, everyone still hopes that their ideas are wrong. Haiwazi, who has a stubborn temper, can dig a well for everyone.
Chapter completed!