Era: I was a farmer at the foot of Yaoling Mountain

Chapter 22: Drought Resistant and Self-help Production

early morning.

After Fang Wei got up, he went to fetch water. After filling the water tank, he went to water his private plot.

After breakfast, he went to take a look at the experimental field.

The rice in the experimental field was growing well, and after drying in the sun, the seedlings looked even stronger. He took a hoe and began to weed, which would be very difficult if there was still water in the field.

The local late rice is usually harvested from late October to early November. Although the experimental field was planted a few days late, due to the bonus effect of the attributes, the harvest date will not be delayed.

He hoped that the various traits would be inherited, and as long as he could be sure of this, his breeding work would be a great success.

Drought-resistant, flood-proof, disease- and pest-resistant, accelerated growth, and increased yield. This kind of rice seed is what farmers dream of.

Almost at the same time, Zheng Xianfa and several team cadres stood on the edge of the field, looking at the gradually drying up rice fields, sighing one by one.

"It's okay to dry the fields a little now, just enough to make up for the drying process, but irrigation will be a problem later. It's been so long and there hasn't been a drop of rain."

The village’s water conservancy facilities are not in good condition, and the water source they relied on in previous years, the small river, is almost dry. Zheng Xianfa can’t think of any good solution.

After discussing for a long time, several people finally decided that all members should go out to fetch water for irrigation.

This is a last resort. We can't just watch the rice die of drought, right?
But in this case, a reduction in autumn harvest is inevitable.

After a few people dispersed, Zheng Xianfa passed by the experimental field and happened to see Fang Wei sweating profusely.

"You've taken good care of the experimental fields!"

Zheng Xianfa was actually a little envious of Fang Wei. It was easy to deal with a 1-acre experimental field, but it was not easy to take care of so many rice fields in the team.

The biggest problem now is water shortage.

"Captain, I dare not be careless in the task you assigned me."

Fang Wei straightened up and responded with a smile.

Zheng Xianfa had something on his mind, so he nodded and left quickly.

Instead of returning home, he went to the commune, hoping to try again to get the commune to ask county technicians to come to the team and dig a few wells.

Fang Wei looked at the other person's back and couldn't help shaking his head.

Being a team leader is not an easy job. You have to worry about everything and take the lead in everything. Furthermore, you are not a state official, so you don't get a salary, and at most you get a small allowance.

night.

Zheng Xianfa returned from the commune empty-handed and immediately notified all members to fetch water for irrigation the next day.

There was naturally no hope of digging a well, and all he could think of was saving himself.

After dinner, Fang Ping and Fang Wei sat in front of the door to enjoy the cool air. When they heard the notice, the two brothers looked at each other in surprise.

"Captain, there's nothing we can do about it, but it's going to have limited success. I'm afraid we're going to have a hard time this winter and next spring."

Fang Ping is a good hand at farm work and has a lot of experience, but he is not optimistic about the effectiveness of carrying water for irrigation.

Of course, this is better than doing nothing. At least it can alleviate the drought. Maybe it will rain someday?

"Everyone says it's difficult to dig wells here. What exactly are the difficulties?"

The team repeatedly requested the county to send people to help dig a well, but to no avail.

Having talked about this today, Fang Wei wanted to find out the truth.

"I heard it's mainly because the groundwater is buried very deep and the technicians can't find the water veins."

Fang Ping knew something about it, so he told his third brother.

After listening, Fang Wei nodded, thoughtfully.

Although he didn't have X-ray vision, he did have a cheat code, so he could conduct some experiments. However, he had to do it secretly, and it wasn't certain whether it would succeed. He hoped his idea was correct.

The next day.

The entire production team was mobilized, and the team's flatbed trucks were dispatched one after another, using various water-carrying containers to transport water to the fields.

Others carried water with shoulder poles. Strength lies in numbers, and running a few more times would be effective.

However, relying on this crude irrigation method was too inefficient. After lunch, Fang Wei wandered around the village with a hoe.

He was seen digging underground from time to time, and no one could figure out what was going on with him.

Finally, he came to the back of his house and dug a shallow pit not far from the backyard.

Then he said, "I want to dig a well here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Wei saw a few lines of words floating before his eyes.

A newly constructed water conservancy facility, 67 meters from the groundwater source, with no rock layer.

【Do you designate this place as a well? 】

"Sure enough!"

Fang Wei excitedly waved the hoe in his hand. His idea was indeed feasible.

The system can identify designated areas and facilities, and the key information it provides is very useful. For example, he found the location for digging a well behind his house.

The depth of wells in most parts of the south is between 20 meters and 40 meters, while the depth of the well discovered by Fang Wei is 67 meters.

At this depth, drilling a well purely by hand would be very troublesome, and if you encounter a rock layer, the workload would double.

It would be best to use a machine to dig a well, but he had no idea and didn't know how to convince the captain.

The matter of the golden finger naturally cannot be exposed, so he needs to find a reasonable excuse.

After returning home, Fang Wei fell asleep.

In the next few days, all staff were mobilized to water the farmland using various vehicles and hand and shoulder tools.

Everyone was very enthusiastic and there were very few members who were dishonest. If Zheng Xianfa saw this, he would start cursing the other person's ancestors.

Fang Wei, Zheng Hu and other young boys also joined in. They were all very active and no one complained about being tired.

Everyone knows that if the autumn harvest fails, everyone will be left with nothing.

The problem is that the village has only a few wells, and irrigation relies entirely on manual labor, which is abysmal. But what else can be done? Ultimately, it's all due to the poor infrastructure.

"Brother Fang, look over there, it looks like someone from the commune is coming."

A group of young boys gathered together to work. It was lively and they were in the mood to talk and laugh.

Zheng Hu's attention was distracted, and he immediately saw a group of people appearing at the edge of the field.

The people who came were cadres from the commune and the brigade. The drought this year was very serious and every production team was having a hard time.

Secretary Tang Ze of the commune and the old party secretary of the brigade heard that Zheng Xianfa had led the members to carry out self-help production, so they came to take a look today.

"Huzi, keep working."

Fang Wei glanced over there and felt that it was none of his business, so he just did what he had to do.

But the other party obviously saw this group of young people, so he walked towards them and planned to chat with them.

"You're young, but you're ambitious. Great! Can you handle the work?"

Tang Ze looked at Fang Wei, Zheng Hu and others and asked with a smile.

Zheng Hu glanced at Fang Wei, who nodded calmly. Zheng Hu then stumbled back, "Leader, I can handle it."

Tang Ze, the old secretary and others couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It is good that the members have such ideological awareness. People cannot bow their heads in the face of disasters. They must "not wait or rely on others" like them and actively engage in production and self-rescue.

"So what difficulties do you have? Tell us boldly. As long as it is possible, the commune and the brigade will definitely help you solve them."

Tang Ze felt that these young people were very motivated and energetic, so he decided to encourage them.

Although the commune and the brigade were not rich, they were still able to allocate some resources to support the second team.

Zheng Hu looked at Fang Wei again, while the others remained silent.

Fang Wei knew it was his turn to step forward, so he said:
"Dear leaders, we have no other requests. We just hope that the higher-ups can send people to help us dig a few more wells."

(End of this chapter)