Era: Starting from cave dwellings in northern Shaanxi

Chapter 25 High, really high!

Exhaling a puff of smoke, the old party secretary narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "There is a saying that we are different today, we are different from yesterday. In the early years, we Shuangshuiwan were the most united, until a mouse excrement came out, and the pot was turned upside down. The porridge is spoiled.

This human heart is beginning to disperse.

In the past few years, Mrs. Qian has been saying, "You think our surname is Sun, but no one wants to deal with her?"
  But I was stopped.

Otherwise, she is an old widow from outside, and there is no man in the family. Why should she be so angry? "

When the old party secretary said this, he sneered.

And this answer was somewhat beyond Sun Xiangyang's expectations.

But he didn't say anything, he just waited quietly for the next step.

"The reason why I keep her is to be the troublemaker. Once she makes trouble, everyone will hate her. If she disturbs everyone, everyone will hate her.

And that Zhao Fuhai is also causing trouble. Now he has no arms or legs. Do you really think Zhao Fugui has such a big reputation?

No matter how good a person he is, Zhao Fugui, his surname is Zhao after all, not Sun.

Therefore, the harder they dance, the more everyone misses the days when we were united in Shuangshuiwan. Only then will they remember that everyone’s surname is Sun, and they won’t have time to fight among themselves all day long.

Therefore, there must be such a few evil people in Shuangshui Bay.

Furthermore, when the company sent these families to our Shuangshui Bay, do you think it was out of kindness?

Which nearby village is not crowded?
  Jinjiagou next door evicted people the next year. Guess what happened?

Hey!
  The cooperative directly dispatched cadres to the village and stayed there for several years until they left at the beginning of this year. "

The old party secretary's words undoubtedly subverted Sun Xiangyang's inherent impression of him.

Mrs. Qian hates dogs, and the root of her emotions lies here.

He just said, how could someone like Mrs. Qian have no one to deal with her?
  Hard-mouthed?

Sapo roll?

Do you really think she is immune to all poisons?

Her two grandsons alone are enough to pinch her to death.

After being treated severely several times, do you believe that she will be 'kinder' than anyone else in the future?
  But compared to asking Mrs. Qian to shut up, the old party secretary is obviously the one who takes one step and sees the next.

There is even an example of Jinjiagou.

The old branch secretary undoubtedly had good intentions in doing this.

"As for the three people you mentioned, Captain Liu, I'm relatively relieved, but that technician Wang, whose nostrils are almost above his eyes, looks down on us from the bottom of his heart, and is waiting to see our jokes.

At this time, if we carry out a lynching, do you believe that he will turn around and go to the commune to report it?
  I have nothing to fear from my old bones, and those of us named Sun have no soft bones either.

But what if he reports you as well, saying that you engage in feudal superstition in the village?
  Even though Captain Liu is here, this man's heart is in his belly and he has to guard against it.

That's why I asked Mrs. Qian and Zhao Fuhai to be locked up until water came out of the well, and then Captain Liu and the others left.

At the same time, it’s just in case.

Even if the well does not produce water in the end, or there is not enough water, it is not your fault. It is Mrs. Qian and Zhao Fuhai who ruined the feng shui of this well. They are the sinners of our Shuangshui Bay. "

"Old Party Secretary, you are still the best."

Sun Xiangyang couldn't help but give the old party secretary a thumbs up.

Or how about saying that people have crossed more bridges than he has walked?
  Even if he has been a human being for two lifetimes, he still has to say one word of submission.

He is worthy of being a senior party secretary for nearly thirty years, and no one can shake his prestige in Shuangshuiwan.

The well had just begun to be drilled, and a ‘scapegoat’ had already been found for him through this incident.

However, Sun Xiangyang was certain that this well could produce water.

This means that Mrs. Qian and Zhao Fuhai may 'escape'.

But no matter what, being imprisoned in an abandoned cave dwelling is not very easy to endure at night. If you are starved for a few more days, even if you can come out later, you will inevitably get seriously ill.

Moreover, Mrs. Qian and Zhao Fuhai were imprisoned together.

The two of them were fighting together just now, each throwing a shit bowl at the other's head. How can they live together?
  Thinking of this, Sun Xiangyang suddenly felt relieved. In the following days, because no one made trouble and everyone was holding back their energy, the progress of drilling the well was greatly improved.

In the yard, a high wooden frame has been built with pulleys hanging on it. A bamboo basket is tied to the other end of the rope. The people below the well dig out the soil and put it into the bamboo basket. The people above pull the rope and use Pulley, lift the bamboo basket up, and then dump it into the trolley.

The whole process proceeds in an orderly manner.

Standing next to it and looking down, the first steps have appeared in the well, which means that the depth of the well exceeds five meters, and the original diameter of four meters has been reduced to three meters.

According to the current progress, the second step will be built in two or three days, and the depth will reach about ten meters.

During these days, Liu Chunhua did not stay here all the time. She had mastered the terrain of the entire Shuangshui Bay, and she had even been to the pond on the other side of the ravine, although she could not draw a map of the underground water veins.

But what she can be sure of is that there must be an underground vein here in Shuangshui Bay.

Now it depends on whether the location found by Sun Xiangyang using the dragon-seeking ruler is that water vein.

Moreover, she also determined several positions in her heart.

If there is no water here by then, she can come up with her own plan.

So the rest of the time, she and Wang Li were busy in another place more than ten miles away.

Because there was something wrong there, the well that was originally believed to be able to produce water was finally drilled more than [-] meters, but there was still no sign of water.

After discussion, it was decided to re-select the location and drill another well.

Therefore, Liu Chunhua did not have much time to waste in Shuangshui Bay.

Anyway, the position here has been determined long ago, all we need to do is keep hitting it.

On the contrary, Geng Guohai has almost taken root in Shuangshui Bay, constantly guiding the well drilling team here to dig.

Because he has a good temper and is willing to teach others, he gradually became familiar with everyone.

However, Geng Guohai went to Sun Xiangyang's side regardless of anything.

As for what he had planned, I'm afraid only he himself knows.

"Master Geng, how deep do you think this well should be to drill so that there is water?"

Beside the well, Sun Xiangyang looked at Geng Guohai looking at the soil just dug up from below, and couldn't help but ask.

If we put aside the topographic characteristics of Shuangshui Bay, the common depth of wells on the Loess Plateau is about [-] meters.

In future generations, with professional well-drilling machines, this depth will naturally be nothing. A well of one to two hundred meters can be easily drilled for you.

But this time, especially in some backward areas on the Loess Plateau, the only way to do this is manual excavation.

It’s time-consuming and labor-intensive, but it’s nothing.

In order to have enough food and water, the common people would not have to endure even this little suffering.

The real difficulty is finding water.

Many times, drilling several wells in a row may not produce water, but the effort is in vain.

Shuangshuiwan has experienced this before.

But Liu Chunhua had just experienced it once.

Therefore, those who are unwilling to dig deep wells and instead run for miles to fetch and push water are "lazy" behaviors. They are just standing and talking without back pain.

That is to say, Sun Xiangyang has not yet been able to master Feng Shui and turn the dragon-seeking ruler into a skill. Otherwise, in the future, he can directly get rid of poverty and become rich by just finding water for people and finding places to dig wells, feed a large family, and become a folk water dragon king. title.

"Another ten meters or so will probably be enough."

Geng Guohai clapped his hands and answered Sun Xiangyang's question.

Sun Xiangyang was noncommittal about this answer, but someone next to him was unhappy.

　Dear readers, don’t worry, we’re about to get out of the water!
  　　In addition, Xiaoliang really has no writing skills. He carefully considered every word and typed it out with his claws.

　　Seeing how difficult it is for my mistress, please give me some monthly passes...

　　
  　
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