Chapter 342 Fighting with the Sky, Fighting with the Earth, Fighting with People
The rain was falling, hitting the ground and splashing a cloud of smoke.
The water on the eaves became beads, like a pearl curtain.
There is a reassuring tranquility amidst the noise.
The dense water vapor drifted into the house from the windows and the door.
Han Cheng stood here and watched the heavy rain fall quietly.
It is said that most people sleep peacefully on rainy nights. This is because when it rains, many wild beasts basically hide and will no longer harass and attack humans. People can take advantage of this rare opportunity to completely relax their minds.
This subconscious feeling has been passed down from ancient times to later generations.
Of course, the premise of sleeping soundly is that there is a certain shelter from the wind and rain.
Living in a dilapidated thatched hut like the poet Du Fu, he kept sighing that "the rain is like a hemp that has not stopped". Hearing the leaking rain in the house kept falling into the clay pots and buckets, it was impossible to sleep peacefully.
The people of the Qingque tribe are not very stable today, because they still have things to do.
When life is good, there are more things to worry about and more things to do, because the acquisition of each item does not come out of thin air, and requires corresponding labor.
Especially in this era when the Qingque tribe far exceeds the surrounding tribes and the social division of labor is not clear, most of the things that the Qingque tribe needs need to be done by yourself.
I want to concentrate on one kind of work like later generations, and then use the money I get to buy everything I need... This is the Lifetime series.
Putting on a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, the barefoot Han Cheng walked out of the house with more than 30 people dressed in the same clothes, got into the rain curtain, took the bone shovel from the room where the tools were stored, and walked out the gate towards the farmland. go.
The farmlands of the Qingque Tribe have all been reclaimed in the past two years, and the drainage facilities are not perfect. When encountering such heavy rain, many farmlands are easily washed away.
It was for this purpose that Han Cheng brought the people out. Seeing that the farmland was washed away by the rapidly collected rainwater, he blocked the opening with a bone shovel and diverted the water into the canal.
It will take at least three years for newly opened farmland to go out to inspect and dig ditches when it rains. When grass grows on both sides of the ditches and the soil in the ditches becomes hard again, it will not be difficult. will be washed away easily by water again,
It's basically over.
After the newly dug ground was watered by rain, it became soft, and it was cool and soft to step on with bare feet.
Not only is it impossible to go barefoot, walking in such a land, even if you wear straw sandals, will be torn off by the passionate mud in a short time.
"Block it there."
"Here I come..."
In the vast rain, there was a faint voice, and the Qingque tribe who followed Han Cheng gradually dispersed in this piece of land with bone shovels, quickly blocking water and diverting water.
The cool rain hits the bamboo hat, the coir raincoat, the hand holding the bone shovel and the bone shovel...
The unrecognizable rainwater that flows wantonly like a wild horse and cuts the excavated farmland is gradually restrained with the movement of the shovel, and flows away unwillingly according to the route designed by people, and finally flows into the In the creek.
It is infinitely joyful to fight against the sky, endlessly joyous to fight against the earth, and endlessly joyful to fight against people.
Throughout the history of human development, this is how it has come step by step.
If there is no heaven and earth, just use an ax to split the chaos, and use your body to prop up a space enough to survive.
If the sky leaks, I will smelt colorful stones to block the sky.
When there was a flood on the ground, people would continue to dig waterways to lead the water into the sea...
What a proud and proud thing it is to be born as a human being, and how precise and lucky it is to be reincarnated!
After Han Cheng blocked the opening, he straightened up and took a rest. Looking at what happened in the vast rain, he couldn't help but feel emotional.
Big dreams are made up of small dreams, and the realization of dreams depends on hard work step by step. Utopia and empty talk will only harm the country and oneself.
This inconspicuous soil dug up by the bone shovel is a small step towards the dream of the blue bird...
A Qi Ji cannot take ten steps in one leap, and a poor horse can ride ten steps.
As long as you don't give up, after every day, this tribe and this land can always bloom with dazzling colors under your leadership.
Looking back and thinking about what it was like when we first came here, and looking at the present, a lot has changed unconsciously, and the Qingque tribe has become an existence that the surrounding tribes can only look up to, isn't it?
In the heavy rain, Han Cheng, who was digging the canal, suddenly became complacent. He wondered if Shun, who was born in the farmland, had a similar mood when he was plowing the land.
The heavy rain gradually stopped, the clouds in the sky slowly disappeared, and the water in the ditch flowed and gradually became smaller.
Looking at the cultivated land that has not been washed out by the rain, the members of the Qingque tribe, wearing coir raincoats and covered in mud, holding bone shovels, couldn't help cheering.
They are small in front of nature, but they are not powerless. Through their own struggle, they can also do things that nature can't do anything about.
Han Cheng also screamed ghostly with the crowd, then shook the mud on his feet and walked towards the tribe together with the crowd...
Those who stayed in the tribe were not idle either. Huo Yi, Huo Er, and Ru Hua, who had a big belly again, were busy collecting rainwater and boiling it in a large tank.
This was explained by Han Cheng before he left. He said that when he came back later, everyone who went out should take a bath with hot water.
This will reduce the possibility of getting sick from rain and damp.
After knowing the meaning of doing this, Huoyi and the others took it very seriously.
They don't have the ability to brave the heavy rain to protect the cultivated land like those men and strong women. They can only try their best to heat the water so that the tired people can wash away their fatigue...
Inside the cave, there is steam.
The people who came back from the construction of the water conservancy, washed their bodies with hot water, and only felt comfortable all over, and all the coldness they had suffered outside before was forced out.
Several people from the original bone tribe in the bottle narrowed their eyes comfortably.
Taking a hot bath is so comfortable, why didn't you know how to take it before?
Recalling the years of not taking a bath in the past, the bottle felt itchy all over.
Han Cheng is also taking a bath, to be precise, he is taking a bath.
Not in a cave, but inside a room.
First, there are too many people in the cave, too crowded, not comfortable in the room.
Secondly, washing the 'private room' has a joy that 'Dachi' can't experience.
Han Cheng was sitting in the steaming bathtub, leaning against the wall of the bathtub. It was comfortable enough to be wrapped in warm water, not to mention that there was a child daughter-in-law, Bai Xuemei, who was giving the water with her small hands. Scrub yourself.
Because of her frequent work, Bai Xuemei's hands had some calluses, which were not as soft as the girls in later generations, but they still tickled Han Cheng's heart.
Bai Xuemei's face seemed to be a little whiter because of the steam, and her shofar braid trembled as she scrubbed.
Han Cheng looked at the child's bride-in-law who was scrubbing his body earnestly, and his heart felt even more itchy. He reached out and held Bai Xuemei's hand that was walking on his body...
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