"Xiaoyang, go downstairs to get some water, there is no water in the tank!"

Seeing Zhao Yang come out, Zhao's mother stretched out her head from the kitchen and said.

"Oh!" Zhao Yang responded and then went downstairs with two buckets.

While going downstairs, I looked at the inner city in the distance, my eyes full of envy. It would be great if I lived in the inner city. Every household inside was equipped with tap water and electricity. How could I use such a hard time climbing the stairs to lift water...

"Squeak!"

As soon as I got down two floors, I saw a door next to me opened. A middle-aged man wearing a jacket and trousers, with a shiny hair and a briefcase in his hand walked out.

"Director Wu is out!" Zhao Yang greeted with a smile.

"Yeah!" Hearing Zhao Yang's voice, Director Wu nodded proudly, lifted his somewhat obvious double chin, and walked downstairs step by step. The leather shoes were on the stairs, making a loud "huohuo" sound.

Zhao Yang followed Director Wu and pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly. The stairs were not wide. Director Wu walked slowly in the middle step by step, without any intention of giving in. He could only follow behind and slowly go downstairs.

After finally walking downstairs, a cry came from the yard: "Dad, remember to bring me a cake back!"

"I know how to eat all day long!"

Director Wu turned his head and looked at a young man who looked quite similar to his face next to the old-fashioned well in the yard. He cursed and hummed, "Go at home to help your mother's work. Your dad, I'll hurry to the inner city to meet Mr. Cui. I'll bring you a cream when the time comes!"

"Inner City, buttery, you must have buttery!" The boy responded excitedly.

After saying that, Director Wu reached out and pinched his briefcase under his armpit, and walked out with a belly swaying. Along the way, he met his neighbors greeting him, and nodded ignoringly, and was so arrogant that he was so arrogant.

Looking at Director Wu's back as he went away, several neighbors looked at the boy with envy and said, "Wu Ming, if Congressman Cui signed the letter, your family would probably be able to move to the inner city!"

"Hmph...isn't it?" Wu Ming snorted proudly and said, "When my family moves into the inner city, there is electricity and water at home, you don't have to go downstairs to fetch water every day!"

After saying that, Wu Ming shook the water vigorously again.

But he stopped for a while and shook it again. The shaker and the iron lid on the shaker made a pleasant "clang" sound, but the water at the outlet was getting less and less. Soon, he heard the "hissing" sound of air coming from the shaker, and no longer had water flowing out.

"Damn!" Seeing that it had just shaken out most of the bucket of water, Wu Ming cursed unwillingly. When he saw Zhao Yang coming, he sneered proudly again: "There is no water!"

"Ah? There is no water?" Zhao Yang was shocked and walked over. If there is no water, he would have to go to the cliffs by the side of the city to carry water, but he had to go a long way.

"It should be no water!"

Aunt Zhang, the first floor washing vegetables, looked up and shook her head while washing vegetables, and sighed: "Now there are more and more people around us, and they all rely on digging wells to get water. In the morning, it is the peak period for water extraction, so naturally there are less and less groundwater. It is estimated that it will take several more hours to have it."

Looking at Zhao Yang's rapidly gloomy face, Wu Ming smiled gloatingly and said, "You should go to the cliff to fetch water honestly!"

While talking, Wu Ming divided most of the buckets of water that he had barely caught to another bucket, then left with two buckets, and laughed mockingly: "A poor guy is so cute and gets up so late, how can he get water? He is also a college student, haha..."

"none of your business!"

Zhao Yang snorted softly. This guy has been unable to get along with him since he was a child. Since he failed the admissions exam at the High Mountain University, this guy has become more and more disliked by him, and even caused some trouble for himself if he has something to do.

In the past two years, he has been even more proud of his position in the government and is so annoying.

Seeing the disgusting guy leaving, Zhao Yang looked at Yaojing and thought about getting water from the cliff. This made him a headache. Finally, he still unwilling to carry the bucket to the outlet.

In addition, carrying a little water diversion that had been prepared in the bucket, poured it into the shaker pot where the well was shaken, and then grabbed the handle and shook it hard.

Hearing the "hiss" negative pressure sucking sound from inside, Zhao Yang murmured: "Get on the water, hurry up and get on the water!"

But after shaking three or four times, the water was almost flowing, but there was still no water inside. Zhao Yang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and there was indeed no water.

But he still continued to shake hard without any reservation, hoping to bring water up. He was about to go to the cliff to fetch water, which would be exhausted.

Wu Ming, who had just walked up the second floor next to him, could hear the sound below, and stretched out his head and smiled: "Zhao Yang, stop dreaming, there is no water!"

After saying that, he continued to go upstairs.

"Shut up, Wu Ming!"

Zhao Yang raised his head and gestured with a middle finger, but his right hand was still unwilling to give in and continued to shake twice, and shouted in his heart: "Go to the water, go to the water, I don't want to fetch water at the edge of the cliff!"

As he shouted, Zhao Yang suddenly felt his brain twitch, as if touching something, and then he felt his hand sink.

"Hmm?" While he was puzzled, feeling the familiar touch, Zhao Yang was shocked and happy again: "I'm going to the water!"

No matter how much you think about it, he quickly shook it hard.

As the shaking handle was shaken hard, a "huh" sound was heard, and water surged into the shaker instantly, and then along the outlet, the clear water waves flowed into Zhao Yang's bucket "rattle".

Seeing the water flowing out, Aunt Zhang, who had already washed the food next to her, was a little stunned. Why did she get water again?

Wu Ming, who had just climbed up to the third floor, was stunned when he heard the sound of the flowing water below. He stretched his head and looked down. Sure enough, Zhao Yang was shaking happily, and the water in the shaker was flowing into Zhao Yang's bucket continuously.

"Is there water?" Wu Ming was stunned, looked down at most of the bucket of water in his hand, looked up at his home, it would take two more floors. After hesitating for a moment, he quickly walked downstairs with the bucket.

This half bucket of water is only enough for use in the morning. If you lift two buckets, you will save a little bit today, so you don’t need to lift water anymore.

Zhao Yang, who had just shaken a bucket and replaced it with another bucket, looked at Wu Ming, who was rushing down from the building with two buckets, snorted lightly, and then continued to shake the water.

Soon, the two buckets of water were shaken. Wu Ming next to him was afraid that the water would fall, so he lifted Zhao Yang's bucket open, put it on his own, and urged: "Get out of here quickly and wait for me!"

Zhao Yang snorted coldly and let go of the shaking handle, but the person was slightly stunned again. He felt that as he let go, something seemed to twitch in his mind.

"What's going on?" While he was puzzled, Wu Ming next to him pushed him and reached out to grab the shaking handle: "Get out of the way, a good dog won't block the way!"

Zhao Yang stared at Wu Ming in annoyance, without thinking too much, then picked up his two buckets of water and walked upstairs slowly.

But as soon as he reached the second floor, he could hear the empty "hissing" sound of the rocking well below, and he didn't hear the sound of water flowing. Zhao Yang's mouth curled up, no...

He stretched his head and looked at it. Sure enough, Wu Ming was shaking the handle hard, but there was no water inside.

"Haha..." Zhao Yang felt very happy and shouted: "Wu Ming, there is no water, you go to the cliff to fetch water!"

Wu Ming, who was so angry, swung the shaking handle in his hand, reached out and lifted the small half of the bucket of water in his bucket, poured it into the shaker, and hummed while pouring it: "I don't believe it. If you can shake it, I can't shake it!"

But he drew the water in half and shook it for a long time, but there was still no water coming up. Instead, he drew the water in vain, making Wu Ming look at the shaking pot that was missing, and smoke came from seven orifices.

Looking at Zhao Yang who had climbed up to the third floor and still stretched out his head to laugh at him, Wu Ming was furious and lifted up the last half of his bucket of water into the shaker, and shook it again, hoping to lure the water up.

Aunt Zhang next to him shook her head, picked up the vegetable basin and turned into her house. Only Wu Ming was left shaking here for a long time, but there was still no trace of water.

"Go to the cliff honestly, hehe!"

Hearing Zhao Yang's pranks coming from the upper floor, Wu Ming glanced at his two empty buckets and kicked the bucket to the ground in anger.

"Fuck..."

Zhao Yang walked into the kitchen with water, which was already filled with a faint fragrance of corn porridge.

While pouring the water into the water tank, Zhao Yang said in surprise: "Have you cooked corn granules porridge?"

"Yeah!" Zhao's mother nodded and smiled, "I came back after changing the two eggs yesterday! Go and ask Xiaoguang to get up for dinner, and there will be porridge later!"

"good!"

When the family came to the table, Zhao's mother brought two bowls of corn porridge and went to the kitchen herself.

Seeing Xiaoguang drinking sweetly with corn porridge, Zhao Yang quietly got off the table and took his porridge to the kitchen.

Seeing my mother standing in the kitchen, holding a bowl full of mixed vegetables and porridge, she was about to eat it.

"Mom, eat this!" Zhao Yang handed over his bowl of mixed vegetables and porridge in his mother's hand.

Zhao's mother sighed softly, looked at her son lovingly, and said, "Xiaoyang, you are now growing up. You should eat more. Just eat mixed vegetable porridge!"

"Mom, don't worry about me. I eat steamed buns and rice porridge in the canteen every day. I'm tired of eating it every day. Just eat mixed vegetable porridge. You can drink this!"

Looking at his son's firm expression, Zhao's mother smiled helplessly, picked up the bowl and poured it back into the pot, then took the bowl of mixed vegetables and porridge in Zhao Yang's hand, poured it in, mixed it well, and scooped a bowl of it again, and said, "Okay, everyone will eat it!"
Chapter completed!