Full of evil reborn male [Live]

Chapter 48

Yi Xiaolu carried a small earthen pot and hurried to his shack.

Dry branches form a small "herringbone"-shaped roof truss, only the roof and half of the earth wall are exposed on the ground, and a hole is dug in the ground. Although narrow and dark, it is enough for father and son in this cold season. A shelter from the wind and rain.

Brother Yanqing said that this kind of simple shack suitable for the temporary needs of the poor was also thought up by the fairy-like son, and everyone helped build it to give the villagers who have no shelter a temporary place to live.It only took half a day, and a row of more than a hundred "shacks" was erected next to this "construction site", all of which were temporary residences for refugees like his family who had no shelter.

There are also various rules, no defecating anywhere, no littering anywhere, no drinking raw water... If you break a rule, you will have to go hungry.The young master loves cleanliness and has great rules. The hungry and frightened villagers finally returned to their hometowns, how dare they be disobedient?

If there are more rules, the trouble is a bit more troublesome. Strange to say, the old people said that the god of plague would come to visit during the disaster. There was no plague, and everyone said that the son must have been reincarnated from a Bodhisattva, and the plague gods didn't dare to provoke him.

Brother Yanqing also said, the young master said that this piece of land for repairing ditches and waterwheels was all bought by the Li family. As long as they work hard, they will give each family a small piece of land to build their own houses in the future. It is unknown if someone who is outstanding and capable can follow the young master to the northwest.

Yi Xiaolu didn't know what kind of territory the northwest was. He heard people say it was on the edge of Manzi's Nest. Although everyone was grateful for Mr. Li's kindness, they murmured in private, how dare such a thin-skinned and tender-skinned young master go to Manzi's Nest Be an official?It is a good thing to be able to build a house, but when they go to the Northwest to take office, they all shrink their necks and shake their heads quietly.

Yi Xiaolu is different from them, he only knows that Mr. Li gave him and his father a way to survive, and that Mr. Li's medicine and food can save his father. Even if Mr. Li doesn't want him, he will carry his father behind his back and follow him for the rest of his life. .

Walking near the shack, a few half-children who were picking up branches saw him, and exclaimed, "Here comes the big-headed donkey!" Instantly, hot water poured into the ant's nest—fried the pot, and they all ran away like rabbits. run.

Yi Xiaolu stared at the eyes of the donkey and snorted heavily, ignoring the gang of terrified bastards, holding the crock pot in one hand, and pulling aside the door curtain covered with dead branches and draped with a piece of tattered linen with the other, he shouted in a muffled voice: "Ah! Dad, take your medicine."

Although it was daytime, it was dark in the shack, Yi Xiaolu squinted his eyes, and slowly saw things clearly.Dad lay on his black loach, unable to distinguish the color, patched and patched, I don’t know how many years of use, when he heard the noise, he wanted to stand up, Yi Xiaolu hurriedly put the medicine pot on the ground, and helped Dad to sit rise.

Father Yi sat up, sniffed the jar handed by his son, and said in surprise, "Little donkey, there is meat!"

"That's right! Brother Yanqing said that I did a good job. I was the first to complete it in the seven groups of digging canals. I originally said that I would reward half a catty of meat. I said that my father at home has asthma and wanted to change some medicines. Brother Yanqing gave me this jar, medicine, medicine and food."

He picked up the chopsticks made of rough wooden branches next to him, took advantage of the sunlight coming in through the crack of the door, scooped up the meat in the jar and fed it to Dad, while saying, "Brother Yanqing said, this is the eldest son's god." Fang, who specializes in treating breathing and asthma, eat first, if it doesn't improve, let me show you to the young master, it will definitely recover."

Father Yi pushed away the chopsticks, stared at him, and panted a few times: "You, you've worked all day, huh, huh, eat first, me, I'm not hungry."

Yi Xiaolu couldn't help saying, stuffed the meat into Dad's mouth in a muffled voice, and said: "For food on the construction site, the eldest son asked someone to make white and fat 'steamed buns', it was delicious, like, like clouds in the sky It’s delicious, I’m one of those who won the first place because of their excellent workmanship, there’s still meat in the steamed buns, so you’ll be full.”

He paused, and said regretfully, "I, I was so happy today, I ate twelve in one meal..."

Yi's father was stuffed with a large piece of meat, and was trying to chew. Hearing this, he almost choked to death, rolled his eyes with protruding eyes, and the little donkey hurriedly passed the pot to let his father drink the soup, and then went down the road. Mouth meat.

"Hey! You eat so much, master..." Father Yi gently stroked his son's big head, and didn't know what to say for a while. After all, he was useless and dragged down his son. , the life at home is getting worse day by day, and it is rare to have a time to feed the children.

It's just... such a fool is afraid that the master will abandon him!

The little donkey thought about it for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and said: "It's nothing, Daddy, I have a solution. I won't eat so much in the future, and the young master won't despise me."

Brother Yanqing said, the young master loves food, but these few days he has been a little angry and not appetizing. The thorn fruit on the mountain is sour and sweet, and the taste is extremely delicious. He will pick some while he is off work and send it to the young master tomorrow. I think the young master will enjoy it The heart will not care about his idiot.

Mr. Li really couldn't take care of his tongue these few days. Tie Jia and his apprentice led the three blacksmiths who were screened out from the refugees to rush to work day and night, helping the young master to make "stainless steel" with secret methods. The pottery fan cast iron into a tool. In just five or six days, more than 120 iron parts of two waterwheels were cast and ground.

While the blacksmiths were busy making iron and steel, Mr. Li, who was multi-specialized and versatile, had to rush to the field to give guidance to the carpentry team led by Lin Quan and correct their deviations.If it weren't for the original foundation of the ditches here, Zhong Er, the leader of the team, would only need to bring the guards and lead the villagers to renovate according to Mr. Li's blueprint. I am afraid that Mr. Li's three shares would not be enough.

On the 15th, all the wooden parts of the waterwheel were finished, pulled by a cart, and put together piece by piece by the river bank.

The banks of the river are high and the water is shallow in drought. The Rujiang River, a tributary of the Han River that flows through Anlu, is a foot or two or three feet away from the shore. Although there is water in the river, it is too far from the ground and the water level is too low. Even if you can bring a bucket and a half bucket of water, it is just a "drop" of water to the thousand miles of dry land, and it will not help at all.

Hearing that Mr. Li ordered people to make a water-feeding artifact, the villagers who were still finishing the work of the ditches were discussing in private, very excited, and feared that the joy would be in vain.

Zhong Er simply asked them to suspend work for half a day, and led hundreds of villagers to line up to the site of the waterwheel on the bank to watch the trial operation of the waterwheel and cheer for Mr. Li.

When the villagers gathered around, the two huge waterwheels had already been erected halfway up, the two huge wheels stood on the river bank, the smaller half of the "wheels" were submerged in the water, and the flaps were densely mounted on the spokes. , People can't see the top even if they look up their necks.The giant wheel is embedded at the beginning of the irrigation ditch, and a wooden gate valve is firmly blocked there.

"Well, I'm afraid it's not the young master who dismantled the wheel of the immortal master?"

"Huh! The young master was sent by the gods, even if the wheel is removed, it was sent by the gods."

"There's no bucket here? These many boards can pump water? Damn it!"

"It's you stupid bastard that you are a son of a bitch! The old man stretches out his finger, and this water dragon king has to obey his orders, obediently spray water up."

The villagers are crude and ignorant. Seeing such a strange and magnificent thing, they are all excited and talking nonsense. They read the gods in the sky over and over again. In the end, it is the young master who is the most magical and the most compassionate. I am willing to spend money to repair this fetish for the suffering people. I really ask God to bless me and bless my son to live a long life.

I only hope that this "fairy wheel" will work, so that everyone can escape this drought and earn a living.

"Leave—team!" Zhong Heng roared.

The crowd of villagers who were squeezed together suddenly became excited, like a flock of quails, arranged crookedly in several rows according to the group of work on the construction site. It was this kind of crude queue, or they had been hit so many times in the past few days. I learned it only after I had a long memory. Speaking of it, everyone really shed tears of bitterness.I heard that Uncle Zhong was Lord Li's beloved general's servant, and with that big stick in his hand, even the barbarians killed hundreds of them with one stick, it's really scary!Fortunately, this kind of evil god is restrained by a compassionate bodhisattva like the young master, otherwise he would be angry with Uncle Zhong, and wouldn't he become meat sauce with a stick?

Li Xian was watching the carpenters lead the helpers to assemble it. Dozens of people chanted their horns and pulled the thick fiber ropes tied to the top of the spokes on both sides, and finally put the waterwheel in the right position.The carpenters immediately climbed up with ropes and hammer heads, and made the final repairs on the wheel cart. After beating for a long time, the leading carpenter crawled back and forth and inspected it, and finally stretched out on the top of the wheel. With the right hand, the thumb is lifted up vigorously - this is the signal agreed by the young master, which is called "you're done"!

Li Xianzheng raised his neck to see that the magnificent wheeled waterwheel really stood in reality, not the astonishing but mirage-like spectacle in the "video". Appeared in front of his eyes like a divine weapon.This is not a gift from the gods, but he studied hard, stayed up late to draw pictures, explained and demonstrated over and over again, and personally led those idiots to make it little by little.

Li Xian gently stroked the rough wooden spokes with his hands. The burrs were not flattened and scratched a bit. It couldn't be compared with the exquisite utensils he usually used in his residence, but he actually felt that this big waterwheel was better than those delicately carved. Paintings and hollow reliefs are a hundred times more pleasing to the eye.

"Ah Xian." Zhong Er's familiar voice came from behind.

"Why did you bring all the canal diggers here?" Li Xian looked behind him, a group of villagers covered in mud and water were still grinning and doing all kinds of weird etiquette to him in awe, he felt ugly Got hot eyes.

"Master, you have done such a magnificent thing, and it is for the benefit of their hometown. If you test the car today, if it is completed, the fields with a radius of tens of miles will no longer have to worry about irrigation. How can these villagers dig ditches with peace of mind? Why not?" Bring them to cheer for you, Young Master." Zhong Heng said seriously.

Although Li Xian wanted to hold back his unreserved smile, raised his head proudly, and chuckled, but he couldn't hold back in the end, he was triumphant, smiling brightly, and laughed happily.

Seeing his smug smile, Zhong Heng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. He stretched out his hand and really wanted to touch the faintly visible little dimple on his master's face. Finally, he still remembered that he was in front of a large crowd, so he restrained himself.

In Anu's gentle and admiring smile, Mr. Li grinned wider and wider, and suddenly pulled the blisters in his mouth. He immediately held his face and breathed in pain. Oh mother, this is not a disease. , I really don’t feel well, I must buy another food tonic leaf that clears the fire and dissipates heat when I am free, so that I can take a good tonic for myself.

"What's the matter?" Zhongheng stepped forward with concern, but saw his master pouted to dry out the scorching foam, tears spewed out, he was funny and at a loss for a moment, he really didn't know how to deal with such a small pain.

"My lord, my lord!" A young man squeezed out from the crowd.

The child had a big head, and the eyes were huge and protruding, like a calf.His clothes were ragged, and he only wore half a piece of old linen on his upper body, which barely covered his shame. He was bare and slim with muddy legs. He was holding something in his hand, and walked forward in fear, "I, I Picking the red thorn fruit, it is very delicious, and it is the best for relieving burns. Young master, would you like to try it?"

The guards stopped the child, Yan Qing stepped forward, took out a white handkerchief, took the handful of red fruits in the child's hand, glared at him, and turned around to report: "My lord, this child is called Yi Xiaolu He is thirteen. Although he is small, he has great strength. He is very capable. He does dredging work on the ditch construction site. Since you implemented the method of group contract competition, son, you have won the first prize every time. He has a Asthmatic Lao Tzu, the medicine and food I asked you for was given by this kid in exchange for his father's medical treatment."

He thought for a while, and added in a low voice: "It's just too much to eat, one person can eat three or five adults' meals."

"It's kind of filial." Li Xian looked at the child indifferently, and then lowered his head to look at the handful of fruit. Seeing the child's sincerity, he murmured casually, "Zhong Ke, help me see this fruit."

[Chenghui 5 points. 】

"You're such an iron cock, you're going to pick up even a small amount of money!" Li Xian's mouth twitched slightly, angrily making the profiteer Zhong deduct 5 points.

[Red thorn fruit, also known as sand apricot, Wushenzi, has the miraculous effects of benefiting body fluids, clearing fire, and nourishing yin. It tastes sour and sweet and fragrant. Because the leaves are covered with sharp thorns, it is very difficult to pick. Birds and animals do not eat them, and the seeds are not easy to spread. The growing area is harsh, and it was basically extinct in the Central Plains after more than 500 years.It's a good thing, and it's right for the disease. You are blessed. Eat it quickly before it becomes extinct! 】

Zhong Ke said sourly, it is said that the Wushenzi was listed as the third most famous fruit in ancient times, and I don’t know what kind of delicacy it is. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water, and I really want to electric aboriginal Li with a smirk on his face.

"Well, Yi...donkey? Donkey, right? You've got a heart, thank you." Heh heh heh, it really is the young master. My kindness will be rewarded with kindness.

Li Xian raised his chin, asked Yan Qing to wash the fruit, and quickly gave the son a few mouthfuls.In a blink of an eye, he saw that kid giggling, his black legs were bare, and he could faintly see the adult-like donkey dangling around. Mr. Li turned his face away, looked at the big head, and asked strangely : "Why don't you wear your underwear?"

These days, rich people wear long gowns, while poor people wear short linen shirts. They always have a small nose bag to hide their shame, or a wicked skirt with their legs wrapped. How can there be any reason to work with bare buttocks?

The little donkey with the big head touched his big head, and said with a chuckle: "The family is poor, so I only need a piece of sackcloth to wrap my legs. Anyway, I have to work. I'm afraid it will get dirty, so I just put it at home and let my father cover me. My son, I'm not afraid." It's cold, don't delay work!"

[Young Master Li doesn’t understand the sufferings of the world. In the Middle Ages, there were families who wore a pair of trousers together. It’s pitiful for this child to work naked. ]

[Oh, she's a pretty good girl, she's filial, capable, caring, with a big head, and even her things are a size bigger than ordinary people.Hey hey hey! ]

[Xiao Lizi give the child some rewards! ]

[That's right, don't be stingy! ]

Li Xian squinted at the barrage of barrages, and at the child's bloodshot little black hand being scratched by the leaf thorns of the red thorn fruit. He squatted down, smiled "kindly", and asked, "What reward do you want?" , I will give you a bolt of good linen and reward you with a bag of grain, okay?"

"No, no need! My son, I will never end your kindness in my life. This fruit is to honor your old age. I, I was thinking, you, can you treat my father and save my father?" , I, I, I will give my life to the young master."

Yi Xiaolu fell to his knees with a plop, knocked his head a few times, blinked his black donkey eyes, and begged earnestly.

[What a filial child, doctor, you must give him a doctor!Little Lizi, I will be rewarded with points for treating his father. ]

[The child of the poor has long been in charge of the family, look at this bare-bottomed baby, he doesn't want to fill his stomach with food, but he still thinks about his father... woo woo woo, so touching. ]

[Easy little donkey? ?Yi Luzi, with a big head and big objects, from Anlu...Mom, oh my! ! !Isn't that the most famous murderous "ghoul" in history? ! ]