Godfather Dong Pianfang let out a long sigh, tilted his neck and drained the entire glass of wine.
"Daddy, would you like to drink less?"
"Okay, one last drink."
Wang Ke stood up, poured half a cup of Dongfangfang for his godfather, and poured a little bit for himself. After sitting down, he felt a little disappointed. He did not expect that his godfather Dong Pianfang would handle the family property in this way, and he would care far more than he cared about his own son.
"Daddy, let me toast you!" Wang Ke stood up and raised the glass with both hands.
Dong Pianfang was a little disappointed and picked up the wine glass mechanically.
"Godfather, don't worry. Although I rejected you, I will definitely do my best to help you promote Dong's natural glue."
Looking at Wang Ke, there is nothing that can be done now that things have come to this. Godfather Dong Pianfang nodded. "Good boy, men have ambitions everywhere. If you have lofty ambitions, then work hard in the army. Just remember that you have a godfather in Nanshao Village."
The two of them gradually calmed down, sat there for a while, and then went to sleep.
Back in the room, Wang Ke didn't know if it was because of the tiger bone wine or his mood tonight. He just felt that his limbs were broken and his body was bent. Wave after wave of heat surged, like insects crawling and ants eating, burrowing out from the seams of the bones, causing a crisp itching and numbness.
Wang Ke had no idea what was happening in his body, and he didn't know how to guide these airflows. Anyway, he couldn't stand or sit. He walked around and around the room, which was unspeakably uncomfortable. He picked up the washbasin and walked to the water well, filled half of the basin with cold water and walked back to the room. He washed his face and arms with cold water, even unbuttoned his clothes and washed his chest. The blood is still burning, and the whole body is like spitting flames.
Fortunately, Ye was not in the house, otherwise there was no telling what would have happened.
Wang Ke wondered, would it be possible to use internal strength to dissipate and stabilize the energy and blood, as mentioned in martial arts novels? But what is internal strength, he doesn't know it at all. He turned off the light, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, intertwined the fingers of his hands, palms up, and held them between his legs like a watermelon.
He concentrated his thoughts as much as possible and stopped thinking about the uncomfortable heat.
Ma Huaisu's poem jumped out immediately:
God has given all things to come back, and a hundred blessings have made auspicious jade cups. The warm scenery is biased toward the willows, while the plum blossoms are half-hidden in the shadows of the cold snow.
Then, Wu Xiangyu, Ye Xianpian, Mrs. Fu, Li Xueying, Yang Liu, Sister Cuilan, Shi Hanlu... women he was familiar with passed by his eyes, and his lower abdomen suddenly jumped.
How damn dirty. Wang Ke quickly retracted his thoughts. He recalled the dreams he had under the haystack when he took too many medicines one by one. He didn't know how many times he recalled those strange dreams, but he always couldn't stop thinking about them halfway through. This time it was still the same. Before I could remember a few dreams, my mind became fragmented.
It doesn't matter, I still have those illusions that have appeared before. From the fish frying by the deputy company commander, being run over by a cart, to the lecture given by the veteran platoon leader Hu Zhijun in front of the team... there were also earthquakes, waterfalls and sinkholes... and the shipwrecks, floods, and battlefields in Nanshao Village...
The shift of attention and concentration finally made Wang Ke calm down, and his mind slowly became ethereal, as if he had entered a dream that he had never stepped into before. Tilting his head, he suddenly woke up and found that it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night on the small luminous clock on the bedside.
He jumped out of bed and stretched. He felt comfortable and refreshed, and no longer had any sleepiness.
Wang Ke opened the door, and the entire Nanshao Village was immersed in the black night.
He walked to the tree in the courtyard, smelled the fragrance of the leaves, and took a deep breath. From the donkey pen opposite, the sneezing sounds of black donkeys could be heard from time to time.
Nanshao Village, this small village that passed by me in my life, is destined to become my second hometown and a stop in my life. That snowy night, that flooded day and night, now the ancient river archeology is being carried out here again. Today next year, ten, twenty, or fifty years from now, will I still remember this Nanshao Village?
When life stops, there must be a story.
Wang Ke didn't expect what Gu Maolin's arrival would bring to him?
Early the next morning, Ye Xianxuan and Professor Wen set out. Early in the morning, Wang Ke took two graduate students and drove an excavator directly to the north of the hillside of the primary school and began to shovel away the sand and gravel on it.
I worked until ten o'clock in the morning, until Sister Cuilan came to deliver breakfast. Wang Ke is already in the north and has shoveled down another meter to a depth. If we follow this progress, we can dig down another meter to a depth today.
However, Wang Ke found that the deeper he dug, the harder it was to transport the sand, earth and rocks upward. Pile it all around until it reaches a certain height, and the excavator won't be able to pile it up. To transport it out, each bucket has to drive a long way. It would be better if there were two dump trucks.
But there are also problems with the dump truck. How can it climb the high wall?
Wang Ke took the pancakes sent by Sister Cuilan and while eating them, he was thinking about where more and more sand and gravel would be piled up after cleaning up the ancient river channel. As of now, this ancient river channel is at least two hundred meters wide and five kilometers long. Based on an average depth of ten meters, it is also 10 million square meters. It is a huge burden no matter where it is piled.
Looking at these sand, soil and rocks, there is very little real soil. Except for the surface two or three meters, which are stones and a small amount of sand, the bottom three meters are all clear sand. Classified storage and classified utilization is a new issue. The cleanup of ancient river channels is a problem until it is properly solved.
Wang Ke put down the work at hand, explained to a few graduate students, and went to find the old village chief.
On the construction site in the west of the village, the old village chief encountered the same problem. Stones are easy to deal with. Just find a hole in the mountain to the west and use explosives to mine them out. But what to do with the sand and gravel dug out of the reservoir and diversion dam? ?
"Old village chief, what I want to say is that to clean up the ancient river below, we must first level out a few areas to sort and pile up clean sand, stones and sand."
"Squad leader Wang, you can find a place. It's so big in the north of the village. How do you classify it? How do you use it after classification?"
"Old village chief, there is no problem with clearing the sand in the ancient river below. The sand and gravel above are divided into cobblestones and crushed sand. We need crawler conveyors and sieves, and the sand and gravel dug out from the ancient river also need to be transported by trolleys. Push it out."
"We have wheelbarrows in every household. What conveyors and sieves you just mentioned, squad leader Wang, need to be purchased and separated. Who will they be sold to after they are separated? How will they be transported out?"
"Old village chief, I have a suggestion for these problems. When Professor Wen and Teacher Xiaoye come back, can we come up with a solution together?"
"Okay, let's go to the village committee at night."
Wang Ke already had an idea at this time to repair the road into Xishan, but this was a county matter and he might not have the money. As for transportation, Ye Xianqian was originally in the heavy truck fleet. Each truck weighed dozens of tons. Five trucks could pull away two to three hundred tons a day. These high-quality Qinghe sand and cobblestones are hot commodities in the Jinmen construction industry, and the hardware and agricultural supplies company in Dingxian County can also help sell them on behalf of them.
In front of Wang Ke's eyes, there seemed to be a unicycle convoy of fellow villagers, mountains of rocks and sand, and a convoy of heavy trucks speeding past.
While Wang Ke was discussing with the old village chief, Professor Wen and Ye Xiang went through a lot of troubles and finally found the Administrative Office Section Chief Chang Gaofeng and the Pili Surveying and Mapping Team on the north bank of the Juma River on the north side of Lettuce Village.
Under the leadership of Song Ruimin, the five people in the class became more and more comfortable with their work. Now the plan for 100,000 acres of fertile land has been completed long ago, and the surveying and mapping of supporting water networks and ditches are almost completed. Only the management of the Juma River is left. In another month at most, the first phase of field surveying and planning in the county will be completed. The second phase of the comprehensive management of the Juma River and the formal construction of the county's water network and ditches is about to begin.
According to Chang Gaofeng's suggestion, the Perak surveying and mapping team cannot be disbanded, and the tasks in the second phase are even heavier. It is necessary for these comrades who have actually participated in surveying and mapping tasks to spread out and guide towns and villages to re-level fields and build dams, dig ditches and canals, including water diversion gates, diversion branch canals, etc.
As soon as they saw Professor Wen and Ye Qianpian, the Perak surveying and mapping team immediately surrounded them, asking about the situation of the squad leader Wang Ke. In addition to caring about Wang Ke, Section Chief Chang Gaofeng is also more concerned about the current changes in Nanshao Village.
Everyone was sitting around under a big tree. The corn field behind them was already as tall as one person, and the soybean field in the distance was also covered with pods. Professor Wen introduced the changes in Nanshao Village in a leisurely manner. Every household rebuilt its small courtyard according to the same style, size, and sitting direction. He also focused on the small reservoir and diversion dam in the west of the village, and introduced the village's establishment. In the sand quarry, Dong Pianfang's family founded the "Dong's Natural Rubber" factory, and more than 360 households began to raise donkeys...
The soldiers in the reconnaissance class were particularly excited. Section Chief Chang suddenly realized that Professor Wen and the two had gone to trouble to come to them, not just to tell stories. He smiled and asked: "Professor Wen, you came to me, is there something wrong?" ?”
Professor Wen laughed "haha" and said to Section Chief Chang Gaofeng: "Which one of you is Gu Maolin?"
The lush forests of the Bald Valley have now become the lush forests of the Flat Valley, as black as charcoal. He grinned and stood up quickly: "Professor Wen, I am Gu Maolin."
Professor Wen looked at the little crew chief in front of him. He was the assistant Wang Ke named to "borrow".
"Chief Chang, I'm here to borrow a person from you today. Just lend him! It will take him two weeks to return it to you."
Section Chief Chang Gaofeng was also puzzled. It turned out that Professor Wen didn't know him, but why did he ask to borrow him by name? Hey, as long as you don't borrow Song Ruimin away, everyone else will be able to negotiate.
"Okay, Professor Wen, after a while, I will use you to help find agricultural experts and water conservancy experts from Jinmen University to help us plan for the city as a whole."
"That's no problem, just a word." Professor Wen agreed readily. We all waded out of the flood in Nanshao Village. This kind of friendship is very precious.
"Chief Chang, I have one more thing to ask you for help with." Ye Qianpian, who had been silent until now, suddenly opened his mouth. She was wearing work clothes today and had a ponytail on her head.
"Teacher Xiaoye, if you have anything to say, feel free to tell me."
Ye Xianzhang then told Section Chief Chang Gaofeng about Nanshao Village's idea of using the ancient river channel to clean up, then building a village east reservoir, completely turning dry land into a water town, and vigorously developing cooperative breeding households in the county.
"This is a great idea, what do you need me to do?"
"I would like to ask the administrative office for support, promulgate policies, and help coordinate." Ye Qianqian said.
“How large a scale does it take to raise a donkey?”
"Thousands of households always need it."
"It doesn't have to be all in Ding County. For example, Caohe over Xushui has always had the habit of raising donkeys. Wouldn't it be better to mobilize them? There is no need to send documents. I will talk to them."
"Gee, that's great."
"There is also the sand quarry in Nanshao Village that you mentioned. There is no need to look far away. The construction of the ditch gates and diversion dams below us requires a lot of building materials. It would be better to build another brick factory."
