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Chapter 291 Don’t frame us!

Sun Jianping stepped forward to take a look, what a guy!
After a long time of commotion, what this boy worked so hard to save turned out to be a portrait!
Good boy, you are really good at riding horses!
Sun Jianping sometimes had to admire Wang Jingang's shamelessness. Everyone was saving people and animals, but he did the opposite and went to save the portrait!
If this matter spreads, it must be a perfect example!
He is worthy of being a son of a eunuch, digging into doors and stealing holes and racking his brains to strive for performance!

He, Sun Jianping, is ashamed of himself!
"Jianping, Uncle Yu, and Uncle Xu are in trouble, and three trees downstream are in trouble!"

A middle-aged man who was soaked by water and couldn't tell who he was ran over, his voice trembling!
"All women and children should go to Ermajia to rest. All gentlemen, follow me. Let's go rescue them!" Yu Changshun waved his hand and ordered all the old, young, women and children to evacuate. He personally led the strong laborers of the two villages, regardless of fatigue. , guided by the light of the flashlight, we stepped into waist-deep water and headed downstream to Sankeshu Village!

Save people!

It rained heavily all night, until the trenches were filled with water, and the water was three feet deep at the bottom.

The sky has cleared up, and the Gulu River that has been roaring all night has finally calmed down. The broken river channel is full of traces washed by rain, broken branches, animal carcasses, bedding and clothes...

A scene after a disaster.

Half of the village in Yuweizi was washed away, and the houses built with rammed earth now only had mound-like foundations left, and they fell down with just a kick.

The river was widened by more than ten meters. Old Yu looked at everything that was destroyed with a black face, and his teeth itched with hatred!
"What were you thinking about when Lao Cao sent someone to tell you to move out!" Yu Changhai was furious and scolded his brother Yu Changshun!
"I didn't expect it to rain so heavily...I haven't seen it for many years..."

Yu Changshun was very aggrieved. I was exhausted from fighting floods and providing disaster relief yesterday. You didn’t even say a word of comfort, so you gave me a scolding!

It’s not like you didn’t know a heavy rain was coming, so what did you do?
"Okay, okay, don't choke, hurry up and think about how to fix it in the future!" Yu Changhai's father, Mr. Yu, stopped the two brothers from continuing to quarrel. Yu Changhai gave his younger brother a hard look, "How about fixing it? It can still be done. How about fixing it, let’s fix it like this!”

Compared to Yuweizi, which suffered a severe flood, Ermajia is better off. Most of their crop lands are in the back mountains, which are reclaimed hillside lands that cannot store water. However, the saline-alkali land in front of the village is miserable. !
A vast ocean!
The whole night, Lao Cao led the villagers to fight against the flood. The next morning, when the water level receded a little, he was not in the mood to catch up on his sleep, so he rolled up his trouser legs and climbed to the rice field with a shovel. Inside, looking at the knee-deep water, the old man felt heartbroken!
"Uncle, don't worry, such a high water level will not have much impact on the growth of rice." Sun Jianping also followed, secretly feeling lucky. Fortunately, the rice was planted two weeks late this year, and the rice has not bloomed yet. Otherwise, the rain would have prevented it. , production will definitely be significantly reduced this year!
Farming is not as easy as imagined!
"Then what's going on? Let's go out to fetch water!"

When Lao Cao heard this, he felt a little better. He looked at the water conservancy system built by Comrade Sun Jianping again. It seemed that the diversion dam in the river played a big role in diverting all the water that should have been discharged into the saline-alkali land. Squeezing into the main river channel minimizes the damage to the rice fields.

Uh……

It seems that the river channel has narrowed, speeding up the flow of river water, and also draining a large amount of water downstream...

There seems to be a little bit of this reason behind the flood in Yuweizi...

Nonsense!

They were seeking their own death, knowing that the river would flood and yet not moving out!

Lao Cao was furious!

These thugs!

Don't frame us!

Sun Jianping opened the gate and poured all the water in the rice fields into the big pit at the tail end. However, the big pit was already filled with water, and he could only wait for the water to sink on its own.

Lao Cao squatted in the water distressedly and helped up each rice tree that was knocked down by the water. Sun Jianping hurriedly came up to stop it, "Uncle, please don't move around. You will damage the roots if you move. Leave it there." After a while, the rice will stand up on its own."

"You can stand up for yourself!" "Don't worry. Besides, what if we lose forty tons of rice and then one or two acres of rice? Go back and have a rest!"

Ugh!
Lao Cao glanced at the rice soaked in the water, sighed, handed the shovel in his hand to Sun Jianping, and dragged his tired body forward along the river.

Sun Jianping knew that the old man was worried about the crops and went to see the corn field in the south.

The field of corn had also suffered great damage. It was washed up and down by the river, and the dark green secret leaves were buried knee-deep in the mud. Zhang Ziyi was leading people to help them up one by one.

Sun Jianping watched from a distance, and the flood prompted him to taste something.

The place name Yuweizi...

The word Weizi originally means an embankment for waterproofing and protecting fields in low-lying areas. That is to say, from Ermajia down to the mouth of Nenjiang River, which is more than 100 kilometers away from here, the terrain gradually slows down, the river gradually widens, and the water is washed down from the upper reaches. The sediment accumulates in the Weizi, forming a river alluvial fan terrain...

Perhaps the ancestors of Yuweizi took this into consideration when they established the village and built an earthen fence for water discharge at the edge of the village. However, as time went by, the Gulu River always maintained its gentle and peaceful appearance, making people gradually forget about it. Fierce, cruel and ruthless, the earthen wall was slowly torn down...

At night, the water finally sank a little, and Lao Cao finally let go of his worries. God bless him, and he finally got through this!

Secretary Yao also didn't sleep a wink all night. He drove to the most severely affected villages such as Yuweizi, Sankeshu, and Wukeshu to conduct an on-site inspection of the local flood damage.

At this time, Wang Jingang and Xu Jinshan were sitting on the warm and comfortable Tukang in their own homes, chewing words and writing "reports" with blushing faces!
"Comrade Wang Jingang, an educated youth in our village, heroically rescued a portrait that fell into the water during the flood, which is a profound practice..."

Listening to the red light brand radio is not for nothing. Xu Jinshan racked his brains and came up with a lot of words. Wang Jingang held the pen and wrote word by word on the paper. He signed the name with a super cool pen name: Dongfeng. !
Very fitting!
Xu Jinshan grabbed the manuscript he had written and read it from beginning to end. He felt that it was OK, so he folded it and stuffed it into his pocket. "I will go to the commune and mail it to the newspaper office later. When the time comes, I will send someone to investigate. You can do it." Got it!"

"It must be Dad who came up with the good idea!"

"That's a good move, haha!" Old Xu laughed so hard that his molars came out!
Xu Jinshan pulled on his shoes, held a cigarette in his mouth and hummed a tune as he left the house. When he came outside, he saw, "Hey guys, there are several Jiefang trucks passing by the door!"
"What is this for?"

He called Xiao Lu, who was running around with the big truck, and asked.

"Secretary Yao said that these are disaster relief materials given to Yu Weizi by the county! There are rice, flour, and soybean oil!"

"Fuck, they dug up the earth fence themselves and flooded it, how could they give back so many good things!" Xu Jinshan became angry when he heard this!
In Weizi Village, Secretary Yao stood on the river beach at the ruins that had been washed away with only a few earthen bags left, with a worried look on his face.

"Those rows of houses were built by our elders, and then the earth was removed, and the water started to flood..." Yu Changhai blushed and introduced the topography of the village to Secretary Yao. Secretary Yao sighed. , "It was just nonsense. Now it's better. Half of the house was washed away. What will we do next!"

Yu Changhai lowered his head and hummed, "Fortunately, no one died..."

"Okay, you are quite optimistic!" Secretary Yao laughed angrily, "In the future, there will be no need to build houses by the river. Fire and water are ruthless. Who knows when the next flood will come. My superiors and I will apply to see if we can I will use voluntary workers to help you rebuild a group of buildings. If I hadn’t single-handedly promoted you, I would have given you to... You still laughed and went to maintain order and distribute supplies to the victims!"

"Yup!"

Yu Changhai ran over.

(End of this chapter)