Chapter 272: Don't spoil his good deeds
That's really heart-wrenching!
Song Ci wondered if she had accidentally said what was in her heart just now, why did she say it word for word with what her father said?
Song Chunan pinched her daughter's little hand and motioned her not to speak, and left it to him to deal with.
His little girl is kind-hearted and honest, if she can't hold back and tell the truth that there is water here to dig a well, isn't it tearing down his platform?
Song Chunan has absolute confidence in his daughter, and at the same time, it does not prevent him from trusting the cultural level of the educated youth.
Since they have investigated and calculated many times, they have decided that this is a suitable place to dig wells, it must be reasonable.
Even if there is an error, it is not too far away.
This is not Song Chunan's idea alone, otherwise things would not have gotten out of control like this.
However, Song Chunan was not interested in helping the educated youth speak.
Even if there is a suitable place to draw water nearby, it must not be the only one, let alone the most suitable.
Then change the place, and show the skills of their father and daughter even more!
"Captain, it won't work here, let's move on. ”
Song Chunan pinched her daughter's little hand again, for fear that she wouldn't understand.
Song Ci grabbed his fingers with his backhand and signaled that he understood.
Wang Yuanbao was a little disappointed, but compared to the big thing of drilling wells, the loss of face was nothing at all.
As soon as he heard Song Chun'an speak, he had nothing to do, and continued to push the bicycle out:
"Which way are we going?"
Song Chun'an looked full of experience, calmly commanding:
"There is a clever way to find water, that is, to find it along the old water source, which is easier to dig up groundwater.
Our brigade is a good example, don't look at the river is dry, but dig down, is it out of the water soon?
The ground under our feet is thick and thin, and there is groundwater hidden underneath, but it may not come out.
Where it can emerge, there must be some truth, such as the soil layer is relatively thin, or the soil is relatively loose, etc. Do you understand that?"
Wang Yuanbao and the others nodded again and again, feeling that it made sense.
When the other villagers heard that the captain had invited someone to help dig the well, they all came to see the excitement, and when they heard this, they all secretly gave a thumbs up.
If you don't say that you are a capable person, you have the ability to speak human words, and anyone can understand what's going on
Unlike those educated youths, half a bottle of water is swaying, they like to drop their bookbags in a group, and say some nonsense that gods and gods are talking about, but they can't do anything.
Wang Yuanbao glanced around, and saw that the big guy had an expression of admiration on his face, and he was secretly proud in his heart.
He, the captain, is not a dry eater, and his knowledge can be compared to that of the general public?
Today, let them see, what is the wisdom of knowing people, what is the talent of generals.
When the well is successfully pumped out of the water, his prestige will definitely rise to another level, and see who dares to oppose him again!
"Then let's go to the west ditch first?"
Wang Yuanbao pointed to a deep ditch running through the village and proposed.
This big ditch is the largest ditch in their village, and it is okay to say that it is a small river, but it is bigger than a small stream anyway, and every household in the village points to it for washing vegetables and laundry.
Song Chunan pinched her daughter's little hand again to inquire.
Song Ci playfully pinched back twice in response.
Song Chun'an agreed as a daughter, and nodded slowly with a master's demeanor:
"Okay, let's take a look. ”
The group hula-la-la, and really guarded Song Chun'an and his grandfather like the moon, and the captain Wang Yuanbao was a dutiful pawn.
The crowd grew larger and larger, but they all remained silent for no reason.
The newcomer asked what was going on with a gesture of his eyes, but he was stopped by a wave of his hand, so he also followed in a daze.
Mrs. Ma came back with a bundle of firewood, saw her son and grandson from a distance, caught up a few steps, pulled the sleeves of Ma Qianqian's clothes, and whispered in disbelief:
"What is this for?"
Ma Qianqian shushed at his mother, leaned into her ear and whispered:
"Mom, don't make any noise, look at the ground and dig wells. ”
Mrs. Ma looked strange, and also lowered her voice and said:
"I thought I was going to go to the grave, it's weird. ”
Ma Qianqian hurriedly went to cover the old lady's mouth, and instructed as if he had a toothache:
"Don't dare to talk nonsense, don't spoil Anzi's good deeds. ”
Mrs. Ma was surprised:
"Anzi is here, does he still have the ability to do this? Don't fool people, right?"