Soon Ma Buqi had scooped up the two buckets of water. He handed the pole to Mu Yi casually. Mu Yi was not stupid either. He understood that "not riding a horse" meant that he was asked to carry the water.

He thought to himself: Just pick. Anyway, I was too full and there was no place to digest it. It was just a good time to try my skills and see if the water was easy to pick.

He took Ma Buqi's pole and took a closer look. Needless to say, there were some differences between this pole and the one at home. The pole at home was longer and flatter than this one. There were iron hooks on both ends of the pole, and this pole was even better.

It is obviously shorter and not flat. It is almost like a log stick! And although there is an iron hook, it is tied to the log stick with a nylon rope. In addition, the one at home is made of tinplate.

Buckets, and the buckets here are just two plastic buckets.

Mu Yi put the pole on his right shoulder, hooked the front and rear pole hooks on the handles on the plastic buckets, gathered all his strength, straightened the nylon rope on the pole, and picked up the two buckets of water.

Then he smiled and followed Ma Buqi.

It's just that although it is difficult to simply lift the water, Mu Yi can still bear it. When walking around, the problem comes out. The core problem is that it is too wobbly. The first is that the pole is not directly connected to the iron hook of the pole, but there is a section in the middle.

The nylon rope is flexible. The second plastic bucket is also flexible. When water is stirred up and moved around, there will be a shaking. Then the plastic bucket is also somewhat deformed, which intensifies the shaking. The third plastic bucket has a handle on it.

It is made of metal, but it sways and deforms under the influence of force. Finally, Mu Yi is not familiar with walking on this mountain road to carry water, and is not able to control his walking pace well, making it difficult to master the balance.

Ever since, the water in the bucket was like the waves in the sea. Every time I took a step, it swayed a few times, making each wave higher than the other. "Whoosh, whoosh..." The water in the bucket couldn't move.

Keep shaking and pouring out of the bucket.

If it sloshes, let it slosh. The key is that the water that sloshes out quickly turns the mud on the mountain road into mud. It's a little slippery when you step on it. I finally made it through the fork in the road and was going downhill to the school.

direction.

There was a "pop" sound, followed by the sound of "clang, clang...".

Without any suspense, Mu Yi fell down, breaking Ma Buqi's bucket as well. Although the spilled water mixed with mud made Mu Yi's pants all wet, he still got up quickly.

It's just mud running down his butt.

When Ma Buqi heard the sound, he quickly turned around and saw that the water pouring out of the bucket was rushing towards Ma Buqi like a flash flood. Ma Buqi quickly jumped onto the ridge on the roadside.

Mu Yi was staring blankly at the rotten bucket on the ground.

Ma Buqi was also stunned. He had no idea that Mu Yi would fall down. The most important thing was that he broke his bucket. He was quite angry, and his face immediately became ugly.

Mu Yi quickly took the pole to pick up the plastic bucket and water ladle. He picked it up and took a look. Hey! Only one was broken, and the other one was still intact. He quickly smiled and said: "Master Ma, look at my luck.

Fortunately, there is still a good bucket."

Ma Buqi: "What a fart. How can you carry water with a bucket? In the past two days, county leaders are coming to inspect the work. When they come, they have to cook and use a lot of water. How can they carry a bucket if it's broken?"

Oh, Water."

Mu Yi felt that Ma Buqi was quite responsible. When the bucket broke, the first thing that came to his mind was not his own "loss", but "work".

When Mu saw that he had gotten into trouble, he had to find a way to solve it. He silently made up his mind. Today, he would borrow other people's buckets to help Ma Buqi carry enough water. He would then rush to Guoshen tomorrow.

I went to the village to buy a new bucket and compensated others.

The two walked down carrying poles and buckets and met the teacher Amu just now.

Teacher Amu couldn't help laughing when he saw Mu Yi's embarrassed look. Mu Yi laughed so awkwardly.

At this time, Teacher Amu spoke: "It is normal to fall here when carrying water to eat. I would be embarrassed to say that I am from Varado Township unless I break a few buckets."

It seems that there are quite a few people breaking buckets while carrying water here.

As soon as Mu returned to the township government, everyone laughed again when they saw him like this.

Mu Yi originally wanted to go back to the house quietly to change clothes. Now, there is no need to whisper quietly. Just laugh! This image is really ruined! Mu Yi secretly cursed himself in his heart.

You are so stupid, why can't you pick up water, why do you have so much water spilled out, and why do you fall so awkwardly, walking along the corner to your room.

"Muyi, do you want water?" A female voice asked Muyi.

Mu Yi turned his head and looked around. It turned out that Chu Yanhong, who was knitting in the courtyard, was asking himself.

"Sister Chu, please." Mu Yi was really moved.

Arriving at Chu Yanhong's door, Mu Yi saw that one of Chu Yanhong's buckets was empty, and the other bucket was half full of water.

Chu Yanhong had already put forward the remaining half bucket of water: "Here, you can take it and scrub it first."

Mu Yi took the bucket and thanked him profusely.

After returning to the house, she changed out of the dirty clothes and pants, scrubbed them clean, put on clean short-sleeved shorts, and carried the empty bucket to Chu Yanhong's door.

"Sister Chu, can you lend me your bucket to carry water?" Mu Yi asked cautiously. He was afraid that Sister Chu would break her bucket and not lend it to him. What he didn't expect was that Chu Yanhong

He agreed readily. He also said to him: "You have just come to carry water on the mountain. You must not be used to it. Although you may have carried water at home, the ground below us is flat. The road is easier to walk. In addition, the water bucket is an iron bucket, which is wobbly.

It's not that bad. Even if you fall, you don't have to worry about breaking the bucket. When you go to fetch water, don't overfill it. When it's full, it will be easier to shake out when going downhill. And don't walk too fast or too fast.

.Don’t rush for that little time. Pick less, walk slower, and you will get used to it gradually. If you accidentally fall, don’t worry about the bucket, protect yourself first, and don’t hurt your waist.”

Sister Chu's words moved Mu Yi to tears. No one has cared about Mu Yi like this for a long, long time. Mu Yi secretly thought that he would help Sister Chu carry more water in the next day.

After taking the bucket from Sister Chu, Mu Yi felt that two things were missing. He quickly asked: "Sister Chu, do you have a pole and a water ladle here?"

Sister Chu quickly found the water ladle under the table and gave it to Mu Yi, and then said: "None of us have a pole, only the secretary, the mayor, and Ma Buqi do. ​​Usually we borrow Ma Buqi's pole to carry it."

Mu Yi shamelessly came to Ma Buqi's door: "Brother Ma, lend me your pole to carry water."

Ma Buqi handed over the pole and said to Mu Yi with a smile: "Don't break my cousin's bucket too."

Mu Yi said awkwardly: "Probably not. By the way, Brother Ma, when I go to the market tomorrow, I will go to Guoshen Township to buy a bucket and give it back to you."

Ma Buqi said nothing. Mu Yi assumed that he accepted it. This would make him feel better, otherwise he would feel that he owed Ma Buqi.

Just like that, Mu Yi went back and forth between the well and the township government compound, carrying water non-stop. Although the mountain road had never been dry, the pool in the township government kitchen that Ma Buqi opened was slowly filling up.

The buckets of Sister Chu and Sister Muping were also filled with water. The bucket of Ma Buqi was also filled with water.

Everyone watched in silence as Mu Yi kept fetching water. Some even called Mu Yi to fetch their own buckets with water. Mu Yi also honestly prepared to fetch water. However, his waist and back were sore from fetching, and his shoulders were also tired.

The skin was abraded, and blood oozed from the short-sleeved shoulder.

At this time, the poverty alleviation officer Wen Gengzhi, who had been sitting in front of his door, spoke up: "I think you guys are too stubborn. You are bullying Mu Yi, a new comrade. Isn't that one of you a new comrade who has become an old comrade?

Look, his shoulders are all broken and bleeding."

Those comrades who had just called for Mu Yi to help them carry water suddenly became silent now.

Since no one asked Mu Yi to continue fetching water, Mu Yi went back to the house to rest. Only then did he realize that his shoulder was in severe pain.

Fortunately, Wen Gengzhi brought a bottle of alcohol and a few cotton swabs to help Mu Yi disinfect the wound.

Mu Yi: "Thank you, thank you Brother Wen."

Wen Gengzhi: "No need, you may not remember me. We are old cousins."

Mu Yi silently went through his relatives in his mind, but still couldn't remember who this upright old cousin was. "Old cousin?"

Wen Gengzhi: "You have an aunt named Wenying? She is my niece."
Chapter completed!