Chu Xia and Jing Yuan also stood quietly aside. At this moment, their hearts had the same desire as these simple people.

Finally, the water was raised, and everyone stretched their necks, wishing they could fly two eyeballs out of their eyes.

When everyone saw what was being raised, all the excitement and excitement suddenly turned like eggplant beaten by frost, all wilted.

The old patriarch shook his body and almost fell down, murmured: "How could this happen? Even God doesn't help us?"

Everyone else shook their heads and sighed. The joy just now turned into irony.

As expected, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, because they thought it was so beautiful.

"What the hell is going on? What is this?" Jing Yuan couldn't help but be curious as he looked at the black liquid in the wooden barrel and there was a pungent smell.

"Fill this well, these filthy things are really bad!" Someone cursed with dissatisfaction and thought it was a source of water. Who knew that it was a black and smelly thing when it hit it. Is it unlucky for people to drink cold water? Drinking cold water is a luxury for them to drink cold water now.

Chu Xia walked over, dipped some liquid with a branch, and leaned close to his nose and smelled it carefully.

She was finally sure what this was now, it turned out to be oil.

Oil is useless in the past, it is far less useful than water. It is true for them.

"Chu Xia, do you know what this is?" Jing Yuan found that everyone's faces were full of angry expressions, but Chu Xia looked calm and calm, guessing what she knew.

Chu Xia next to Jingyuan and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Is this oil? It's not a dirty thing, it's a very precious resource material."

"Oil? Can I eat it?" He only knew that cotton rapeseed oil was something to eat and could also be used to light the lamp, but is such dark oil also oil? How to eat it?

"This oil cannot be eaten, but it can be used to burn fire. Junbao, you can remember here. If you need it in the future, you can dig them out, but the lethality is too strong, I hope you will be cautious."

A glimmer of light flashed across the boy's phoenix eyes. He never knew that there was such a good thing in this world. If it was really adopted by him, wouldn't it be a great help?

"Chu Xia, I remember it, thank you."

Fortunately, Chu Xia told him today, otherwise he would have thought it was a filthy thing and wasted in vain.

Chu Xia didn't expect that she would make any contribution to Jingyuan's completion of his great cause in the future.

The two of them were discussing oil, but the mayor was almost frying.

"Mayor, this annual 'Captain' competition is about to begin. Who will we send this year?"

The hope of finding a new source of water has failed, and they can only pin their hopes on the winning competition again.

"The three of them were injured last time, and I don't think they need to participate this time, they will lose anyway."

"But try we still have a glimmer of hope, and if we don't try, there is no last glimmer of hope."

"They won't give us a chance, and then they're still asking for shame."

Everyone talks and says everything. Some people agree to compete with them, while some people are afraid of causing greater losses, so they suggest giving up directly, and the two sides can't argue.

Suddenly a child's voice rang out, "I know who went to participate. We will definitely win the Roundup Competition this year."

Everyone's eyes were attracted, and they saw that the person who was talking was Fu Sheng, the mayor's son. What could a teenage child do? But some curious people asked: "Who is it? Can you really win?"

Fusheng was full of confidence and pulled Jing Yuan up and said confidently: "It's him, my good friend, brother Junbao."

Chu Xia was startled when he heard this, hurriedly pulled Jun Bao behind him and explained: "No, no, my brother is still a child, and he can never bear such a heavy responsibility."

Of course, she was not worried about Junbao's ability, but that his identity could not be too ostentatious. If someone was discovered by a scheming person, he didn't know what disaster would happen, so Chu Xia would never allow him to participate in the "Captain Winning" competition.

Fusheng didn't understand this, so he put his hope on Jun Bao and said with confidence: "Sister Chu Xia, Jun Bao can do it, please let him participate? If he doesn't work, we really have no hope in Fusang Town."

Chu Xia looked at Fusheng and said seriously: "Fusheng, it's not that we don't help you, it's that we really have difficulties."

Fusheng looked at Jing Yuan with a look of help and begged: "Junbao, are you really unwilling to help us? Then we will have to be bullied for the rest of our lives."

The boy bowed his head and said nothing. Naturally, he knew his identity. If it was exposed, it would not be a trouble for him and Chu Xia, and it would probably bring trouble to Fusang Town.

But looking at Fu Sheng's longing eyes and thinking about the past period, their family really couldn't bear to take care of them.

"Junbao, just help us once? Please, just once."

Fusheng kept begging, seeing that Junbao was still indifferent, suddenly his face darkened and he said angrily: "It was me who misread you. I don't have a friend like you who will never save you." He said that, turning around and running away angrily.

"Wait a minute!" The boy couldn't bear it because he said the word "friend", which was too heavy. Maybe they had nothing to do with each other, but because they met by chance, they were so kind to them, how could he bear to give him?

"I agree!" The young man spitted out these three words, feeling relieved, and looked up at Chu Xia, hoping to get her support.

Since he had made up his mind, Chu Xia would not say anything anymore. She knew that if he did not agree today and left like this, he would definitely regret it in the future. The child's heart should be full of sunshine.

When Fusheng heard it happily jumped and jumped, he knew that he had not made this friend.

Others are not as optimistic as him. What can a child in his teenage years change? But when there is no better way or better candidate, they can only be a dead horse.

After dinner in the evening, the two returned to the simple little room. Chu Xia made the bed and finally couldn't help asking Jing Yuan, "Junbao, is it appropriate for you to make such a decision? I'm not asking you to help them, the problem is that we are all clay Buddhas crossing the river."

In the dim room, a light was like a bean. Junbao put down the book in his hand and walked to Chu Xia.

"I know, I have considered all these. But Fusheng and the others are so pitiful that I can't stand by death and refuse to save them. I thought about it, and we will leave here immediately as soon as the "Snatch the Squad" competition ends, but before that I want to do something for them."

The boy said his eyes darkened, and then he said a problem he didn't want to face, "Yun Fei hasn't appeared, I guess he won't come."

I didn't expect that he had already thought so thoroughly. Since that's the case, let him be willful again?

"Okay, we will leave immediately after the 'Captain' competition is over, so as not to have any more accidents."

The boy smiled and nodded, and then the two snuggled together to rest. As before, they had a bed and a quilt, but because they hugged each other, they didn't feel cold at all. Because of having each other, this spring seemed to be warmer.

A few days before the competition, Fusheng took Jing Yuan to get to know the environment and the journey. Three people were still selected for this competition. In addition to Jun Bao, Fusheng volunteered to participate. In the past, he always watched other people's competitions, but he was anxious. There was no way that he was young and his abilities were not as good as others.

This time, because Junbao taught him a few self-defense techniques, he felt a little confident. Of course, the most important thing is that he is just a green leaf, and Junbao is a red flower, and they are all used as foils.

Another participant was Tugen, who participated last year. Because he had experience, he chose him. Anyway, he was a big green leaf, so it didn't matter.

They gave Jingyuan the best fast horse in the town, but this so-called good horse was a thousand miles apart compared to the horses in the palace. Jingyuan used to ride BMWs that paid tribute from big names, and the "flaming red horse" he rode was a descendant of the Tianma of the king of the grassland, and it was known as a thousand miles a day.

Looking at these horses again, they are indeed not of the same level. But there is nothing we can do. Fortunately, he is still a little confident in his horse riding. Otherwise, if this horse is competing with others, wouldn’t it be like an egg hitting a stone?

Fusheng also rode a horse, followed Junbao, took him to get to know the environment and talked to him about the rules of the competition.

"Junbao, I'm very curious, why don't you call your sister but Chu Xia?" Fusheng is also a smart child. He always feels that the two siblings have many secrets. What puzzles him even more is that they call themselves siblings, but Junbao never calls them sister, but name them.

Jing Yuan rode on the horse, paused, and said in a little embarrassed manner: "She is not my sister."

"It's not your sister? Then who is she? Why are she taking care of you like this?" Fusheng was even more surprised. They were not siblings, but they were not like masters and servants, which was so strange.

The boy's eyes moved aside, his face turned slightly red, and he said awkwardly: "She is...my wife." Madam? Puff...

Fusheng couldn't help laughing out loud. She turned out to be his wife...

Seeing that Jun Bao looked bad, he hurriedly suppressed his smile, but he couldn't help but feel curious, "You two are so different, is she your child bride?" It's not surprising that people who have lived a good life have a child bride, they must be like this.

"...even if it's right." He didn't know how to explain, even if the child bride was better.

"Ah? It's true? But you're so different. She'll get old when you grow up. Will you still marry her?"

The boy didn't care, "A man is adult at the age of sixteen and can marry. I will wait for another five years to officially celebrate with her. She will not grow old in five years."
Chapter completed!