“...... Although the older people in the village think that another village should dig wells and ditches, there are still some young people who think differently. ”

Looking at the shovel stained with mud in his hand, the head of Xujia Village had a smile on his face,

“...... I feel that this is not a matter of one village, but a problem that two villages should solve together. ”

As he spoke, the village chief of Xujia Village turned his head and looked outside the village,

"Up that direction is the Wei River, less than two kilometers away from the village, and there are no other villages along the way. The ditch that used to flow through the village was the one that brought water from the Wei River. ”

“...... This is a well in the mountains, and the well has to be drilled and a pipeline has to be built, which is very expensive, and most of the people in the village are not willing to pool the money. ”

"This well can't be drilled, but there is still something else to do. Although there is very little water in the canal that flows next to the village, there is a lot of water in the Wei River.

As long as the silt in the ditch is sorted out, and then the channel of the ditch is expanded to both sides, or a small canal is simply dug next to it, the problem of water shortage will be solved.

I took a few young people from the village who thought the same way, and went upstream along this ditch, digging little by little......"

"It's going to take a while. Lian Ge looked outside the village and said in a calm tone.

"yes, it's going to take a while. The village chief of Xujia Village looked into the distance, answered, followed closely, turned his head again, looked at Lian Ge and said,

“...... This method is actually quite stupid, right, there are only a few of us, and this ditch can't be dug far in a day, and we can't be in the ditch every day. But I guess it's better than waiting, and things have to be done first, right?"

Hearing this, Lian Ge turned his gaze to look at the young village chief and nodded.

“...... Moreover, not only a few people from our village, but also some young people from Chenjia Village.

The village chief of Chenjia Village is my old classmate, and he thinks the same way as me.

He was just upstream of the canal, along the canal, digging with the people of their village, and we were downstream.

Although it is slow, at least until next year, there will be no need to see people from two villages, carrying hoes and shovels, blocking the entrance of the village, fighting to the death for the water in the river. ”

As the village chief of Xujia Village spoke, he looked at the direction of the canal outside the village, and a smile appeared on his face.

Immediately afterwards, the village chief of Xujia Village turned his head again,

“...... Sir, I'm really sorry, you have been passing by our village for so long, and you haven't been able to drink a glass of water, so go into the village and sit down. With apologies, the village chief of Xujia Village looked at Lian Ge and said.

"It's not a bother, just stand here. Lian Ge shook his head slightly.

Hearing this, the village chief of Xujia Village did not continue to persuade and nodded.

Turning, it looked again at the ditch outside the village,

After a pause, the village chief of Xujia Village continued with a smile on his face,

“...... In fact, most people in the village seem to have forgotten. Now this ditch is not original.

Rather, it was dug up by the ancestors of Xujia Village and Chenjia Village together......"

As he spoke, the village chief of Xujia Village shook his head,

“...... Then sir, please take care of yourself, I will be out of company first, a few people in the village are still digging in the ditch, I can't be lazy for too long. ”

Hearing this, Lian Ge looked at the village chief of Xujia Village and nodded.

Then, the head of Xujia Village picked up the mud-stained shovel, turned around, walked out of the village, and strode away.

......

Seeing that the figure of the young village chief disappeared from sight again, and then glanced at the quiet village entrance, Lian Ge paused and withdrew his gaze.

Turning around, and then applying the 'invisible concealment' spell to himself, Lian Ge walked towards Xujia Village.

......

Passing through the entrance of the village, we walked along the village road towards the village.

Around him, it became noisy again.

“...... Made, that dog thing in Chenjia Village, it's really Nima Yin. Can you help me see if my hands are black here?"

A middle-aged man with his shoulders moving in pain sat on the threshold of his house, scolding the people of Chenjia Village while saying to his daughter-in-law.

“...... What is Xu Zhijie! He still dares to yell at the old lady, when the old lady was in the village, he didn't know where he was, but now he is great as the village chief, if he doesn't help the people in the village, he still helps the people in Chenjia Village. ”

A middle-aged woman walked towards her house, scolding and shouting, causing people next to her to look sideways from time to time.

“...... The village chief is really, he asked us to pool money to dig a well before, why did our money fall from the sky? If you want me to see, if you want to dig a well, it has to be dug by the people of Chenjia Village!"

On the side, another person took the stubble,

“...... Hey, he also took a few people to dig a ditch there, and said that he would build a new ditch next to the ditch, and I would like to see how long he was going to dig a few people. ”

"Don't say that, when the time comes, when someone else dug the ditch, they won't use it for you. ”

"Then I'll have to wait......"

"That's enough! Don't you have a brain? Did the village chief dig the ditch for himself? Isn't it dug for the people in the village? If you don't help, forget it, and still talk about the wind here!"

On the side, in a courtyard, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy listened to the words of a few people on the road, blushed, and couldn't help but say something.

When the words fell, the noise on the road stopped abruptly, as if they didn't expect someone to refute them, and they were a little stunned for a while.

"You know what a fart, you protect him so much, why don't you go and help!"

One of the middle-aged women stalked around her neck.

Hearing this, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man turned around and took a shovel from behind him, and walked towards a few people on the side of the road.

Seeing the young man approaching with a shovel, the woman who had been shouting before was a little frightened, dodged a few steps to the side, and shouted in a voice,

“...... Why, you want to hit someone!"

But the young man with the shovel just carried the shovel and swept past the side of several people, and without saying a word, he walked out of the village.

“...... This is also a brain problem, is this ditch so easy to dig, and when the time comes, you will be as tired as a dog, and you will never go again. ”

The woman who had escaped muttered under her breath, chewing the base of her tongue,

On the road, the villagers who were walking towards their homes turned their eyes to look at the young man.

Some were like the middle-aged woman, chewing their tongues and talking cool words, while others were silent.

“...... Where are you going, old man?"

"Let's go to the ditch and see if my old bones are still of some use. ”

Before, the old man who was talking to Lian Ge, holding a cigarette stick in one hand and a hoe in the other, also walked towards the outside of the village.

"The little village chief is right, we can do this, but if our sons and grandsons are still like this......"

The old man shook his head as he spoke, and walked away.

......

Seeing the figures of the old man and the young man gradually drifting away from his sight, Lian Ge paused, and a smile appeared on his face.

After a slight pause, he glanced at the people in the village, and did not walk towards Xujia Village again, Lian Ge turned around and walked towards the outside of the village.

Behind him, in the courtyards of each house, the villagers on the road became more and more silent, and the scolding and shouting decreased.

Most of them paused for a moment before continuing back towards their homes with shovels and hoes.

A very small number of people have stood there for a long time.

The women who had been scolding before seemed to realize that the atmosphere was not right, and after muttering something in a low voice, they walked quickly towards their house.