Chapter 5: The Story of the Year

"Dare to ask the girl's name?"

Long Peng was very cooperative, bending over and looking formal.

It's just that he does this pose shirtless, how weird it looks.

Yao's branch secretary was amused by him and giggled, causing the villagers in front of him to keep turning back, especially those men, looking at their trembling branch secretaries' eyes lit up.

It was easy to calm down, and the female branch secretary ignored the eyes of the villagers and snorted: "It's pretty much the same." My name is Yao Yao, Yao Beina's Yao, Qiong Yao's Yao. ”

Long Peng was confused when he heard this, and raised his hand and shook it: "Shake?"

"You want to die, don't you?"

Yao Yaoqi looked at him: "Don't forget, I'm the village party secretary, and I have a hundred ways to make you unable to stay." But you're helpless......"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but laugh, and a large number of eyes wandered over her trembling body.

I have to say that Yao Yao's figure is still very good, even if Long Peng has read countless people, his eyes can't help but stay in the turbulent waves for a while.

Although the laughter is many times higher than the old stalk from 800 years ago, Long Peng still cooperated with a few words in a knowing and interesting way, and then continued the previous topic: "What else is the story of Xiaoli?"

Yao Yao swept around, forcing all the dishonest eyes of those villagers back, and then said softly: "I have been working here for less than a year, and I have listened to the village chief. ”

After a pause, Yao Yao looked at Xiao Li's back and continued: "In the big flood more than ten years ago, a lot of dead branches and trees washed down behind the Fengmentang Reservoir, and everyone was saving themselves at that time, and not many people remembered that there might be danger here without an accident. ”

"After several days of heavy rains, the water level of the reservoir skyrocketed, and dead trees blocked the reservoir's high-water channel, and by the time the village arranged for people to inspect it, the situation was already very critical. ”

"One night, the weather was bad, not only did the power go out, but even the mobile phone signal was cut off. When the two people on patrol found out about the situation, they had no time to go back to inform the others, so they could only use the two firewood knives they carried in their hands and flashlights to cut down trees and clear blockages in the flood. ”

The image of that time instantly appeared in Long Peng's mind: a large tree that had been broken by a flash flood was lying in the high-water discharge channel of the reservoir, with branches and branches, and countless debris was stopped and blocked from the floodwater.

The water level of the reservoir is rising, and the dam has already seen a pipe surge, and if it continues like this, the entire dam may collapse before dawn, and the water in the entire reservoir will burst out majestically, instantly flattening Yangtian Village.

Regardless of the danger, two people jumped onto the tree in the miserable white halo of flashlights, one frantically chopped the trunk, and the other chopped the branches and withered branches......

Looking back, the dam was wide and majestic, and although I already knew the result, I couldn't help but ask, "What happened later?"

"The flood water was constantly washing and surging, and according to the situation, the water level would overflow the dam within a few hours. The dam is built of rammed earth, and once it is washed out from above, the dam failure is inevitable. ”

"The two of them rode on the trunk of the tree and kept chopping, several times they were almost washed away by the flood, and they were poked by branches and sharp stones I don't know how many wounds, they didn't notice, or they didn't have time to care, they just kept chopping, the right hand was tired and changed to the left hand, and the left hand was tired and changed to the right hand, and they didn't stop for a minute. ”

"Heroes. Long Peng couldn't help but admire, admiration and admiration spontaneously.

After almost an hour of fighting, the two men finally cut off most of the branches and cut the waist-thick tree into three pieces. ”

The dragon surged silently, cutting down waist-thick trees in the rushing flood, the difficulty and danger can be imagined, and the two of them took less than an hour to do it with light and fluttering wood knives, and their perseverance and courage are worthy of praise from everyone.

"It's not over yet. ”

Yao Yao looked at Long Peng, her little fists clenched subconsciously, and her pretty face was full of admiration: "At the moment when the flood was unblocked and raging, the warrior who rode on the trunk of the tree and cut the last knife almost used all his strength, and he didn't have time to jump ashore, and was washed down by the flood. ”

Long Peng's heart tightened: "And then?"

Just after a hurried glance on the cliff, he also saw clearly that the high-water discharge channel of the reservoir was more than two meters lower than the dam surface, but the slope to the bottom of the dam was more than ten meters.

At that time, the raging flood carried trees and dead branches, and even a macho man like Dwayne Johnson was trapped in it, and the result was nine deaths.

"The man was rescued. ”

Yao Yao sighed again: "There are countless wounds all over my body, and I have been recuperating for more than half a year, but I finally fell to the root of the disease. ”

After a pause, Yao Yao looked at Xiao Li, who had basically returned to normal under the teasing of the villagers, and said softly: "He is Xiao Li's father, the hero of the entire Yangtian Village." ”

Long Peng had expected it in his heart, and he was not surprised when he heard the words, and finally understood why the villagers were so good to Xiaoli.

If Xiaoli's father hadn't worked hard back then, would Yangtian Village have died, most of the farms and orchards would definitely not be protected, and all the villagers would have become disaster victims.

Xiaoli's father and another person are well-deserved heroes.

Thinking of this, Long Peng couldn't help but ask, "Who is that other person?"

"The other person is named Zhang Yi. Yao Yao reached out and plucked a wildflower on the side of the road, and replied as she swirled between her fingers.

"Zhang Laozuo, the director of public security?" Long Peng was really surprised.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the guy with a meaty face I met last night, no wonder he has several scars on his face.

Yao Yao snorted softly: "You actually know him?"

Long Peng nodded: "I saw it last night." ”

"Do you know why Uncle Zhang is called Zhang Laozuo?" Yao Yao giggled as if she remembered something funny, and she looked very cute.

Long surging shook his head, but there was a spit in his heart: this beautiful village party secretary is really fickle, she was dignified like a lady when she first saw her yesterday, and she was as strong and domineering as a tyrannosaurus when she was in the reservoir just now, and she was not reasonable at all when she was barbaric, and her mouth was so poisonous that people couldn't help beating her, but now she looks cute and cute.

It's really a little overwhelming, but the villagers seem to be very convinced and supportive of her.

Even if those middle-aged men will be rude when they look at her, it is just normal to be polite by nature, and no one is unscrupulous.

"Uncle Zhang is left-handed. ”

Yao Yao said the answer and smiled even more: "Every time he uses the computer, he will scold the person who designed the mouse and keyboard for discriminating against left-handers. ”

"Haha......"

Long Peng couldn't help but squirt out, really.

Yao Yao picked up the wildflower and sniffed it on the tip of her nose, raised her hand and threw it into the stream on the side of the road, watching the wildflower swirl down the stream, and suddenly asked, "Why did you run to the top of Xiangyanggang?

"You have a lot of imagination. ”

Long Peng rolled his eyes, took out a soaked cigarette case from his trouser pocket and threw it to the side of the road: "I'm here to worship an elder." What about you? What does a girl do in the wilderness? Do you catch snakes?"

Yao Yao's arms and neck were instantly covered with goosebumps, glaring at Long Peng, and the mobile phone in his hand was about to take a picture.