The harsh gong sounded far away in the darkness, awakening the sleeping village. Countless lights lit up, and Lujia Village woke up and came alive!

Bang—Bang—

Lu Dong continued to beat the gong with his broken shoes, and at the same time thought about how to do it later.

"Who is ringing the gong!" There was a roar in the southeast: "Who is ringing the gong!"

Lujia Village is right by the river, and someone on duty on the north side of the village and on the river has already run over.

Among them is Uncle Tie.

"Dongzi, why are you doing a gong?" Uncle Tie came along the river bank: "You can't make a joke about this!"

Seeing that someone came one after another, Lu Dong shouted hard: "Sanhe soil has fallen to the north of the dam, Wen Yue and I saw it with our own eyes!"

Before he could pay attention to the time, Lu Dong asked the uncle of his family walking in front. He learned that it was less than half past ten, so he breathed some relief. He remembered that the dam collapsed at 3:30 in the morning.

Twenty or thirty peasants gathered quickly, some were sleepy, and some were temporarily unable to figure out what was going on, and the dam was a little messy.

Li Wenyue's shout came at this time: "Grandpa Third is here! Dongzi, Grandpa Third is here!"

Everyone found the backbone at once, and the flashlight aperture and eyes turned to the other side.

Li Wenyue followed the old man with short hair all the way. The old man was strong and supported by the Yeliang jacket with his waist and back straight, and ran smoothly and powerfully.

The most eye-catching thing about him was the two sword eyebrows. Although they were dyed with a little white frost, they were still thick. Every time Lu Dong saw him, he inexplicably remembered Uncle Jiu in the movie.

The old man walked up the aisle and walked up to the dam, and everyone greeted him.

"Uncle San!"

"Three uncles!"

Lu Dong also shouted: "Three Grandpa."

"Um."

This is Lu Zhenlin, a senior official in Lujia Village, ranked third among his peers. He has helped his family a lot since Lu Dong can remember.

"What's going on?" As soon as Lu Zhenlin spoke, the others consciously stopped.

This is not a time to say more. Lu Dong quickly continued: "There is a section of dike more than 20 meters north of the dam. It just fell to the three-dimensional soil." He emphasized: "Wen Yue has also seen it."

Lu Zhenlin's eyes turned to his side, and Li Wenyue quickly spoke: "What Dongzi and I saw with us."

The atmosphere around suddenly became stagnant.

Lu Dong is no longer an impulsive boy of eighteen years old, and he will not believe that everyone has any opinions on his childhood friend's words.

Having said that, this was also the unreliable fights he had in the first 18 years.

Everyone present, even the oldest Lu Zhenlin, had no actual experience in fighting floods, but Lu Zhenlin must calm people's hearts: "On the night, go back to their own places to continue to guard! Open my eyes wide!"

No one objected, including the iron rooster, hurry back to their respective posts.

Lu Dong whispered: "Let Uncle Tie stay? He is close to the chicken farm and has many tools."

Lu Zhenlin glanced at Lu Dong, a little surprised, but didn't care, and said directly: "Jianbin, stay!"

Li Wenyue looked at Lu Dong and changed his temper. He used to burn high incense without causing trouble!

Lu Zhenlin continued: "Others are waiting. Wen Yue, give me the flashlight. Dongzi, Jianbin, Jianshe, you three follow me."

Lu Dong handed the gong to Li Wenyue and took the lead in front.

When he arrived at the previous place, Lu Dong shone down the flashlight and reminded him: "Everyone is far apart, don't concentrate!"

Lu Zhenlin stopped one meter away from Lu Dong, and while looking down, he said, "Listen to Dongzi."

The iron rooster speeded up, and two meters ahead of Lu Dong, and Lu Jianshe fell at the end.

Under the flashlight aperture, the area near the water surface of this section of the river bank is not much of the three-metal soil fragments, falling into the river like the sparse light rain that stops from time to time.

"It seems that nothing is wrong." Lu Jianshe muttered behind.

Lu Dong quickly pulled and said, "The slag on it means that it has been soaked underwater."

Of course, this is based on memory.

The iron rooster chicken farm is not far away: "I dare not bet."

Lu Zhenlin didn’t understand water conservancy. The last time he built a river was in the 1950s, which was too far away.

This time, when I went to the town for a meeting, I just said that water was released upstream. All villages attached importance to flood control, but how to pay attention to how to prevent it. People who have not experienced floods in decades are not clear.

"You have to check it clearly!" Lu Zhenlin said: "The whole village has more than a thousand holes..."

Everyone knows that professionals do professional things, but what should people without professionals do?

Lu Dong had read some information about the 98 flood, and he fought with his fellow villagers and soldiers for several days and survived the 19-year Typhoon of Lechima. Although he lost to the highway bridge cave that caused floods when it rained, it is still a bit of experience to choose the tallest one among the sluts?

This is not the time to be humble and worry-free!

"Grandpa San, I've watched TV these two days, and the south has also started to get flooded." Lu Dong found a reason to make sense to increase credibility: "The news has been a sign that something happened to the dam is about to happen."

Lu Zhenlin didn't believe in Lu Dong's unreliable, but believed in the news: "You said!"

He doesn't understand, but he has the ability to judge.

Lu Dong first pointed to the slope outside the dam: "Experts said that before the river embankment occurs, water seepage or pipe surges."

Lu Zhenlin had a vague impression, as if he had seen it on TV, and ordered: "Cultivate, go and call a few people and take a closer look."

Lu Jianshe responded and ran back.

Because of the sound of the gong just now, more people gathered near the dam.

Lu Dong turned back to the river: "You have to go down and see if the underwater dam has rushed out of the pit? How big is it? Where is it..."

Although this was not reliable before, Lu Zhenlin's rich life experience was enough to make a judgment.

Many rural clan relations are complex, especially in provinces like Taidong, which are conservative and traditional.

No one can become the backbone in a village with complex clan relations.

It doesn't just require seniority.

"And." Lu Dong's speech was always very fast: "Wood bags, sand and gravel, transport them early..."

Lu Zhenlin breathed a sigh of relief, was silent for a moment, and made a decision: "Make the worst plan." He turned around and returned to the triangular dam, saying as he walked: "Jianbin, take a few people to the yard to get tools, ropes, and iron shovels."

These are things that can be returned after using them, and the iron cock hesitated a little: "Ah, okay, I'll go now."

Lu Dong ignored the iron rooster that had descended the river bank and followed Lu Zhenlin.

Lu Zhenlin did not delay any delay and shouted at the dozens of people on and off the river: "Young and young men, the river embankment is not safe! It is related to the safety of the whole village! Fruit, Hongxing, drive your tractor and bring the stones and yellow salads from the south entrance of the village! Some people go to help! Those who have woven bags at home will get them! The more the better! Those who have sand and gravel, find an accountant to do statistics!"

"I pulled the yellow sand the day before yesterday, and it was in the car before I sold it." Many people have low education, but they also know the consequences of the river bank's breach. Hongxing said anxiously: "I'll pull it over first."

Lu Dong silently watched a group of people go to the south of the village. Everyone actually understood that they wanted to save their homes, so they couldn't worry about it at this time.

Lu Zhenlin was still yelling: "Wen Yue, Li Lin, Lu Kun, Gangzi, go to the village to beat the gong, and all the laborers shouted over, and the people on duty tomorrow will come! The car is coming later, the woman puts a bag, and the man will carry it up!"

In this era, there are not many trucks in the village, and tractors can count them with both hands.

Not to mention Lujiazhuang, the flood in the south is mostly due to human resources.

Compared to Lu Dong, Lu Zhenlin considered more and more maturely, and said to the people who beat the gong: "I asked the young and old people on each street to get up and go to the newest second floor of each street. I went to knock on the door for the meat shop Cheng Lifeng and Sun Qinghai who hosted the banquet, and asked them to prepare water and food, and remember the team's account first! I was tired of working and I couldn't eat!"

As soon as they left, the iron rooster brought people to carry iron shovels and a few bundles of ropes.

Lu Zhenlin glanced at the rope and shouted: "Lao Qi! Where is Lao Qi? Hurry up and prepare to go into the water!"

Someone replied weakly: "The seventh brother got drunk in the afternoon and couldn't wake up even if he set off a firecracker."

"This bastard!" Lu Zhenlin gritted his teeth and said, "A bastard who loses his chains!"

For some reason, Lu Dong felt that when Grandpa said this, he seemed to have glanced at him.

When it comes to being in trouble, he is not as good as one of the seventh uncles, right?

Lu Dong was thinking a lot in his head, but he was not slow in his mouth: "Grandpa San, I'll go down."

Lu Zhenlin looked at him with more and more surprised: "You?"

"Not counting Uncle Qi, who is better than me in the village?" Lu Dong consciously walked towards Uncle Tie: "I am not as young and strong as me..."

It was also later that he truly understood the importance of his hometown and understood that his father had disappeared in Laoshan early, and the Lu family helped him many times.

Besides, there is no danger if there is a rope.

Lu Dong took the rope, put it on his waist, tied a knot, and walked towards the north. Suddenly, he thought of something and turned around and said, "Uncle Tie, you guys tighten the rope, let's try first."

The person behind quickly pulled the rope tightly, and Lu Dong pulled it forward with a snap, and the rope... was broken!

Lu Dong's face turned green. Uncle Tie is so stingy. What old rope did he bring?

A uncle from behind the iron rooster suddenly spoke: "It's good to break! It's good to break! It's better to break now than to break it in the water!"

Lu Dong was speechless for a moment and took another bundle of rope. After trying it, he was ready to go into the water.

Seven or eight people were distributed on the river bank, holding the rope in their hands, and in order to prevent it, the person on the back simply tied the tail of the rope to a big tree under the river bank.

Some people who work in the mine provide a waterproof miner hat, which can be used as a safety helmet.
To be continued...