Godfather Dong Pianfang let out a long sigh, tilted his neck and drained a glass of wine.

"Daddy, why don't you drink less?"

"Okay, one last drink."

Wang Ke stood up, poured half a cup for his godfather Dong Pianfang, and poured a little for himself. After sitting down, he felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't expect that his godfather Dong Pianfang would handle the family property in this way, and it would go beyond what he did to him.

Concern for 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 was nothing he could do about it. Godfather Dong Pianfang nodded. "Good boy, men are ambitious in all directions. If you have lofty ambitions, then work hard in the army. Just remember that you have a godfather in Nanshao Village."

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The two of them gradually calmed down, sat there for a while, and then went to sleep.

After returning to the room, Wang Ke didn't know whether it was because of the tiger bone wine or his mood tonight. Wang Ke felt that his limbs were all broken and flexed. A wave of heat surged out from the seams in his bones, like insects crawling and ants eating.

Drill, itchy, numb.

Wang Ke had no idea what was going on 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, feeling indescribably uncomfortable. He raised his face.

He walked to the pressure well, filled half of the basin with cold water, and returned to the room. He washed his face and arms with cold water, even unbuttoned his clothes and washed his chest. His blood was still burning, and his whole body was like a flame.

Fortunately, Ye was not in the house, otherwise there was no telling what would have happened.

Wang Ke wondered if he could use internal strength to dissipate and stabilize the energy and blood as mentioned in martial arts novels? But what is internal strength? He didn't know it at all. He turned off the light, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and raised his hands

Interlock your fingers and hold it between your legs with your palms facing upward, like holding a watermelon.

He concentrated his thoughts as much as possible and no longer thought about the uncomfortable heat.

Ma Huaisu's poem jumped out immediately:

God has sent all things to come back, and a hundred blessings welcome auspiciousness as a jade cup. The warm scenery is leaning towards the willows, and the cold snow is half-hidden in the shadow of the plum blossoms.

Then, Wu Xiangyu, Ye Pianpian, Mrs. Fu, Li Xueying, Yang Liu, Sister Cuilan, Shi Hanlu... women he was familiar with passed by in front of 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 much medicine one by one. He did not know how many times he recalled those strange dreams.

, I always stop thinking about it halfway through. This time it was the same, I didn’t think of a few dreams, and my mind became fragmented.

It doesn't matter, I still have those illusions that I have had. From the deputy company commander's fish fry, being run over by a cart, to the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun's lecture in front of the team...there are also earthquakes, waterfalls and sinkholes...and Nanshao

Village shipwrecks, floods, battlefields...

The shift of attention and concentration finally made Wang Ke calm down. Slowly, his mind became ethereal, as if he had entered a dream he had never entered before. He tilted his head and woke up suddenly, finding that the small luminous clock on the bedside had already been turned on.

It's two o'clock in the middle of the night.

He jumped out of bed and stretched out. 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 under the tree in the small courtyard, smelled the fragrance of the leaves, and exhaled deeply. From the donkey pen opposite, the sneezing sounds of black donkeys could be heard from time to time.

Nanshao Village, this small village that I have passed by in my life, is destined to become my second hometown and a station in my life. That snowy night, that flooded day and night, now unfolds here again.

Ancient river archeology. Today next year, ten years, twenty years, 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. Wang Ke took two graduate students early in the morning and drove an excavator directly to the north of the hillside of the primary school and began to shovel away the sand, soil and rocks above.

I worked until ten o'clock in the morning, until Sister Cuilan came to deliver breakfast. Wang Ke was already in the north, and shoveled down more than one meter deep. If we follow this progress, we can dig down another meter deep today.

However, Wang Ke discovered that the further down he dug, the harder it was to transport the sand, earth and rocks upward. Pile them around until they reached a certain height, and the excavator would not be able to pile them up. To transport them out, each bucket would have to be opened.

It's a long stretch of road, and it would be nice if there were two dump trucks.

But there is also a problem 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, soil and stones would be piled up in the ancient river channel behind. From the current point of view, there are at least two types of sand and gravel in this ancient river channel.

One hundred meters wide and five kilometers long, based on an average depth of ten meters, it would be 10 million square meters. It would be a huge burden no matter where it was 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, everything below three meters is pure sand. Classified storage and classified utilization are a new problem. In the absence of

Before it can be solved well, the cleaning of ancient river channels will be a problem.

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 handle. 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?

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"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, we can find a place. It's so big in the north of the village. How do we classify it? How do we use it after we classify it?"

"Old village chief, there is no problem with cleaning the sand in the ancient river below. The sand and gravel above are divided into cobblestones and crushed sand. We need a crawler conveyor and a sieve, and the sand and gravel excavated from the ancient river also need a trolley.

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 matter for the county, and there may not be enough money. As for transportation, Ye Pianqian was originally in the heavy truck fleet, and each truck weighed dozens of tons, five times a day.

A trolley can pull away two to three hundred tons. 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 Zhan went through a lot of trouble and finally found the Administrative Office Section Chief Chang Gaofeng and the Perak 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. At most

In another month, the county's first phase of on-site surveying and planning will be completed. The second phase of comprehensive management of the Juma River and the formal construction of the county's water network and ditches will soon 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 more important. These comrades who have actually participated in surveying and mapping tasks need to be dispersed to guide the towns and villages to re-level fields, build dams, dig ditches, and dig ditches.

Sluices, diversion canals, etc.

As soon as they saw Professor Wen and Ye Qianpian, the Perak surveying and mapping team immediately surrounded them and asked about the situation of squad leader Wang Ke. In addition to caring about Wang Ke, Section Chief Chang Gaofeng was also more concerned about the current changes in Nanshao Village.

Everyone was sitting under a big tree. The cornfield 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 followed the same rules.

The small courtyard was rebuilt with a unified style, uniform size and unified orientation. It also focused on the small reservoir and diversion dam in the west of the village, introduced the sand quarry started in the village, and the "Dong's Natural Rubber" factory started by Dong Pianfang's family.

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?"

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Professor Wen laughed "haha" and said to Section Chief Chang Gaofeng: "Which one of you is Gu Maolin?"

Bald Valley Maolin has now become Flat-headed Valley Maolin, as black as a lump of charcoal. He grinned and quickly stood up: "Tell 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. I'll just lend him! It will take two weeks and I will 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? Well, as long as Song Ruimin was not borrowed, it would be easy to negotiate with others.

"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."

"There's no problem with that, just in one sentence." Professor Wen agreed readily. We all waded out of the flood in Nanshao Village. This kind of friendship is extremely precious.

"Chief Chang, I have one more thing to ask you for help." Ye Qianpian, who had been silent until now, suddenly opened her 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 the dry land into a water town, and vigorously developing cooperative breeding households throughout 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 big a scale does it take to raise donkeys?”

"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."
Chapter completed!