I went ashore by weaving straw shoes and became a master craftsman

Chapter 98
The pavilion soldiers came and went in a hurry, handed the heavy purse to Wang Weng, explained that it was the money and how much the county magistrate paid to the craftsman Wang for the craftsmen, and congratulated him on the new year in advance, and then drove away. go.

The whole family looked at each other, wondering: Is it the five hundred dollars left over by the pavilion officials that they thought was the five hundred dollars left over by the four holes?
It's not a dream, is it?
Holding the purse in his arms, Wang Weng told Ah He to lock the door, and said in a low voice, "Everyone come here."

The family followed the father-in-law.But Wang Sanlang covered his face and stood there, wondering if he should follow.

The door of the main house closed with a bang.

Wang Sanlang had no choice but to go back to the East Wing in dejection.Is my niece so capable?Can you bother the county magistrate to send the pavilion officials to send the money to your home?And there is so much money!When A Zhu returns home, and my niece returns home, do you want to talk to your niece and teach A Zhu the skills?

How much is four pens?Tsk... a lot of money!Wang Sanlang sat for a while, lay down for a while, and walked around the room for a while, becoming more and more restless, wondering how much his father could give to the third room this time.

Candles were lit in the main house, and every time Wang Weng brought out a string of money, there were "ah" and "ah" sounds from all around.

Afterwards, the elders each counted the first house, the second house number, the long house number and the rest.

Wang Peng crouched in front of his elder father and watched, and Wang Ai crouched in front of his uncle.

God!Can't count!
Counting and counting, the whole family heard shouts outside, as if they were shouting "Fall in a well"?
"Don't move, I'll go out and have a look." Wang Erlang walked straight to the gate of the courtyard, and he heard the shouting from outside: "Someone fell into the well, the well in the north of the village, the widower asked me to call someone, listen If you arrive, hurry up and catch people!"

Why is this voice so similar to that of Azhu?

Wang Erlang pulled the latch and looked out through the gap, it really is this stick!I didn't know where to move, so I shouted outside my house.

Wang Sanlang also came out, and timidly asked: "Second brother, is it Ah Zhu?"

"Ah."

It is not a trivial matter for someone to fall into a well. Wang Erlang didn't care about being angry with his younger brother, so he hurriedly told him: "Go quickly, and go with Ah Zhu to see what's going on? Don't just shout in front of our house, call more neighbors in the village together." past."

"Understood. Second brother, you, are you not angry with me? Father also..."

Wang Erlang stomped his feet anxiously: "Tsk! What time are you still asking this! Go!"

"Oh."

As soon as Wang Zhu saw his father coming out, he immediately threw himself into his arms and cried, telling about the things before and after Jia Qin fell into the well.

Wang Sanlang finally didn't get confused, he shouted loudly while listening to Erlang.Every household began to come out with people, some with hemp ropes and iron hooks.

When Wang Zhu saw the iron hook, his legs immediately went limp.Wang Sanlang carried him on his back, comforting "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid", Wang Zhu was even more afraid, because Grandpa was also shivering.

That iron hook is used to hook people, right?
How did Jia Qin fall into the well?
It turned out that after Wang Sanlang left Wang Zhu in the afternoon, Wang Zhu had been waiting and looking forward to it, and he was very uncomfortable when he never came to Apeng or Wang Shu.After dark, warm the bedding for the widower, and when the widower is fast asleep, he will come out of the room and sigh.It's snowing again, he thought, even Father won't come here again, right?
At this time, the door behind him rang.Wang Zhu knew it was Jia Qin, but he turned his head vigilantly and subconsciously left the well.

"Why is brother Zhu always afraid of me?"

Wang Zhu remained silent, for some reason, the more he agreed with Jia Qin's words, the more he hated him.

"Actually, we share the same disease. Brother Ruozhu hates me, and there is no one or anything worth talking about in this vast world. Alas!" Jia Qin turned back sadly.

"Wait a minute. Brother Qin, I'm not sick, and you're not sick, why do you call them sympathetic?"

"Hehe, sympathy is actually..."

Just as Jia Qin was about to explain, the widower suddenly shouted from the room: "Which bastard? A Zhu? A Zhu?"

Wang Zhu didn't care about Jia Qin, and hurried back to the house: "Weng, I'm here."

"What happened just now? It woke me up."

"Ah? I don't know, what happened?"

"That's right, boom."

Following the old man's words, there was a "plop" outside!
Wang Zhu didn't close the door tightly when he came in, so he could hear clearly.

The widower was no longer sleepy, and said in horror: "No! Someone fell into the well! No, no, no." When the old man repeated "Quick, quick", Jia Qin's mother, Wei Shi, was already shouting.

"A-Qin? Where are you, A-Qin? My God, where are you, A-Qin?"

When the widower and Wang Zhu came out, Mrs. Wei held Jia Qin's Jian Ce in her left hand, which was always in her hand. When she saw Wang Zhu, the woman's eyes frightened and she stared towards the edge of the well.

The side of the well was too slippery, so the widower dared not approach him, and he didn't ask Wang Zhu to approach him. He anxiously said to Wei, "Quick! Throw the bucket down! What are you doing standing there!"

Then Wei Shi screamed and lay down on the mouth of the well. The inside of the well was too dark, only the sound of thumping and indistinct cries of "hulu".She threw the barrel down with a "bang" and yelled inside: "Aqin? Aqin, oh my god Aqin! If you are in Aqin, you can yell! Come on! My son fell into the well We're here, come quickly! Weng, Weng...what can we do?"

"Aqin, grab the bucket, grab the bucket! Mom dragged you up, grab the bucket, grab the bucket, grab the bucket!"

When Wei shook the well rope in a panic, the widower had already told Wang Zhu to call the neighbors in the village, and told him to run along the road with many houses, calling every household counts!
"Weng quickly help me, beg Weng quickly to help me, why doesn't Aqin grab the bucket, uh...why doesn't he grab the bucket?"

The widower is old and mature, there are only him and the woman here, no matter how anxious he is, he will never go near the well. "You call him loudly first, let him hold on, and someone will come soon." With such persuasion, the widower knew very well that Jia Qin might not survive.

The thumping sound coming from the well became weaker and weaker. Wei Shi shook the well rope to no avail. After slipping and falling to the ground, he slapped the edge of the well and wept bitterly.

The widower resignedly walked towards the distance, slammed the peach stick, then hurriedly scolded Wang Zhu secretly, what's wrong with this child?Why haven't you called someone yet? "Come on! Come on, someone has fallen into the well..." The old man shouted as hard as he could.

In the cold well water, Jia Qin choked on mouthfuls and had no strength left.

He could hear shouts from above, but what?He couldn't hear clearly as he struggled.

He was pushed down by someone. The moment he fell into the well, he looked back, only to see the other party's face pressed down, and then he was forced to fall into the well!
Jia Qin reacted quickly enough, grabbing the edge of the well with both hands desperately.

regret!He shouldn't!
Everything is in the scheme of the person who harmed him.He touched the edge of the well, but his wrists were in sharp pain instantly, and he fell head-down into the well.In this way, it seemed that he had injured his wrist bone himself!

When he struggled to get his head up, the cold clothes were already heavy and the well walls were slippery. He couldn't swim, and soon began to fall.

gollum...

It's going to choke him to death!
The wooden barrel that could save Jia Qin's life was dangling on the surface of the water, but he couldn't use his hands at all, and the water was bitingly cold. He was shaking all over, and his arms couldn't be controlled at all.

Who killed him?

That old thief from the Jia family?Or Jia Feng?Could it be that my father didn't die from the sores bursting, but was murdered?
Thin and deep wells, it is difficult to catch a person.There is no other way but to use the iron hook to try again and again.

When he finally caught someone and dragged him up, Jia Qin was already dead.

(End of this chapter)