Just that morning, when the residents of Qinghe Village had used the pump to draw water from the river, they found that the river runoff had become very small, and it was almost cut off.
When someone walked along the river and investigated the cause along the way, they found out that the people of Houtu Village had secretly changed the river course. The river that was supposed to flow to Qinghe Village had actually flowed to another place...
"Su Hua, don't go too far!" More than a dozen people had gathered at Qinghe Village's side. At this time, a red-faced person spoke to the residents of Houtu village.
"What about me? Xia Liang, only you people of Qinghe Village can strike it rich? Do we, the people of Houtu village, deserve to be poor for life? That doesn't make sense, does it?" the person addressed as Su Hua replied calmly.
