If 20 years ago, China was still a bicycle kingdom, then in recent years, this kingdom has been occupied by electric vehicles, especially in rural areas and third- and fourth-tier cities, electric tricycles are definitely the first mode of transportation. This kind of vehicle is not big, not small, not only cheap and practical, pulling people and goods, but also able to freely shuttle through the streets and alleys, fields.

Luo Fangyi and Zhang Zhiyao sat on the tricycle, letting the middle-aged woman gallop all the way, the two of them went up and down with the bumps and mud of the road, and their long flowing hair fluttered in the wind, so chic and unhappy.

In the summer and autumn in the north, the sunset comes very late. For thousands of years, although the wheel of history has repeatedly crushed and changed everything, some habits are still inherited in rural China, such as sunrise and sunset, especially during the busy agricultural season, people will not go home if they do not see the sun go down.

Luo Fangyi and Zhang Zhiyao walked along the country roads of Sun Jiatuan, and as far as the eye could see, it almost became a world of water. Whenever the two of them went to learn about the disaster, they would always gather a large group of villagers, and later they would gather more and more people. The two seem to have become stars surrounded by them.

"Are you reporters from the provincial capital?"

The two were watched, and a middle-aged man suddenly squeezed in from the crowd and asked them.

Luo Fangyi looked at the man's outfit, the crumpled T-shirt, the pants with the trouser leg rolled up, and the zipper under the belt buckle was half exposed. Look at the appearance again, the dark face, the belly is shy, although the hair is very short, but it is not neat, and the sideburns are already gray. People are clothes, horses are saddles, and this saying is also applicable in the countryside. For journalists who often go to the countryside, the difference between ordinary farmers and village cadres can be seen by how they dress. Needless to say, this man is a real farmer.

"Yes, what's wrong, fellow?" Zhang Zhiyao did not hesitate.

"It's not easy for you to come here, time is limited, don't listen to them here to say something that doesn't hurt. I'll take you to see my family's land. As the man spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull Zhang Zhiyao away.

"Old man Zhang, what do you mean that it doesn't hurt or itch? Your family's land happens to be in that ravine, so naturally it is very flooded. ”

"Go, go, don't give you old ladies a lot of nonsense. ”

Zhang Lao's stubborn name. As his name suggests, Zhang Zhiyao and Luo Fangyi can strongly feel his stubborn aura.

Zhang Lao's stubborn face was serious, and he opened a passage from the dense circle formed by everyone, pulled Zhang Zhiyao and Luo Fangyi out, and walked to a farm tricycle. By this time, it was already waning, and the light of the setting sun roasted sweet potatoes stained everyone's faces red, and the breeze occasionally blew from the trees, and there was a hint of coolness.

"Two reporters, I've wronged you both, hehe. Zhang Laoqi took out a sweatshirt from the tricycle, wiped both sides of the car repeatedly, and looked at it several times.

"Well, it's clean. Sit down, and I will lead you. Old woman, you also get in the car. ”

Hearing Zhang Lao's stubborn and rough call, the middle-aged woman next to her stepped on the wheel with her right foot, took a step on her left leg, and jumped onto the car body. She bent down unhurriedly and reached out to drag Zhang Zhiyao and Luo Fangyi into the car.

"Hey, the big guys, get out of the way, don't get in the way. Zhang Lao stubbornly shouted at the top of his voice, and the onlookers consciously separated the two sides, leaving a spacious road.

The tram tricycle was at full capacity, and with the sound of a violent motor with a "da-da-da", the car jumped out of the smoke.

Unlike the muddy road at the entrance of the village, the farmland area in the village is low, and there is still a lot of stagnant water, and some places with deep water have long been unable to distinguish where is the road, where is the field, and where is the ditch - just like the song sings: "A big river has wide waves, and the wind blows the rice and flowers on both sides." "Everything was fine except that there was no wind blowing the rice flowers.

The mood could have been beautiful, if it weren't for this terrible flood.

Although the trail has become a big river, Zhang Laoqi still drives at a gallop. He has been walking the road here for decades, and with his eyes closed, he can tell where the road is, where the field is, and where the ditch is.

Between the vertical and horizontal directions, five or six red, blue, and green pipes are laid on the path between the plots, like blood vessels of different thicknesses on a human organ model. Some of the pipes are so dilapidated that under the action of water pressure, fountains are formed in the breaches, spraying from one side of the road to the other, some of the gaps have a large flow of water, and some of the gaps have a small flow of water.

One of the largest streams has sealed the entire road like a water curtain hole, and the perfect arc of the water exudes a beautiful seven-colored rainbow in the sunlight.

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The old stubborn looked at the water curtain cave with a sad face. If you drive through it with full power, of course, you can, but it is nothing more than drenching yourself and your wife in soup, and it is right to take a free bath. However, the two behind him are both big reporters from the provincial capital, distinguished guests!

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Laoqi couldn't think of a better plan.

Zhang Zhiyao and Luo Fangyi also discovered this problem. The two of them are in trouble, and if they drive through with full power, of course, they can do it, but it is nothing more than drenching the two of them into soup. However, they don't want to be chickens. The two of you look at me, I look at you, looking at each other.

"What do you want, old man? Why don't you leave? The sun will soon set!" urged, the wife who was escorting her in the rear.

"I want to leave too, but you see ......"

Zhang Lao's stubborn daughter-in-law is a capable person, her brain turns quickly, and she quickly came up with a way to face the current predicament.

"Old man, come down!" Zhang Lao's daughter-in-law jumped out of the car, and without waiting for Zhang Laozhi to react, she pouted him from the seat.

Zhang Laoqi stumbled, but still didn't understand what she meant: "What do you mean, old woman?"

"I'll drive. "Zhang's stubborn wife is resolute.

"What's the matter, your skills are better than mine?" Zhang Lao stubbornly felt a thousand or ten thousand dissatisfied.

"Hey, hey, no good to you!"

"Then why did you let me down?"

"You go there!" said Zhang's stubborn daughter-in-law.

Zhang Laozhi looked in the direction of her pouting, the water curtain hole?

"You go and plug the water eye!" Zhang Lao's stubborn daughter-in-law ordered.

Only then did Zhang Laoqi understand what she meant: block the water with her body!

It was a bold decision. Zhang Zhiyao's heart was deeply shocked, and he couldn't help but secretly admire this rural old woman.

Everyone was surprised, Zhang Laoqi had already walked to the side of the water curtain cave, and the whole person stretched out his arms, bent his legs, and stood like a crab with spread limbs. In the backlight of the setting sun, the silhouette of his huge body looks quite magnificent, like the horse in Spielberg's film "War Horse".

After Zhang Laoqi hesitated for a few seconds, he seemed to have made a major decision, bent down to block the water column, and the beautiful rainbow of the water curtain cave disappeared. However, the huge waterfall rushed towards Zhang Laoqi, making him drenched in an instant. Zhang Laozhi wiped the muddy water from his face while waving his arms exaggeratedly.

"Hurry, go!" he was a good Chinese man.

Mr. Zhang's stubborn daughter-in-law shook a loving look, stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and rushed over.

The scene was extremely short-lived. Luo Fangyi and Zhang Zhiyao were even in a daze by the bumps, and they didn't see what was happening, Zhang Laoqi had already gotten into the car.

He really fulfilled his wish and became a soup chicken.

"Oh, this water stinks. Zhang Lao stubborn no longer had the strength to be stubborn, and grinned.

"Of course. Maybe the pulled by the old grandson next door is soaked in this water, and he often defecates in this field. Zhang's stubborn daughter-in-law did not express any comfort, but added fuel to the fire.

It seems that she knows the village very well.

"Bah, I still drank two sips!" Zhang Laozhi hurriedly spit out two mouthfuls of phlegm.

Zhang Zhiyao and Luo Fangyi laughed, but the scene that had just happened shocked the two deeply. After so many years in the industry, they have not encountered such a situation. This reminded the two of them of the stories of the masses escorting the soldiers during the war years, and the plots were so similar.

The car continued on its way. Zhang Laoqi took off his shirt and wrung out the water.

"Fellow, you don't have to do this just now, just drive over. We are not afraid of being watered. Luo Fangyi looked at the stubborn Zhang who was already soaking wet, and felt a little guilty.

"That's not good, your body is expensive, but you can't let the water mixed with the old grandson's feces and urine stain you. "Zhang Laoqi is really a real person, and he speaks very truthfully.

"Interviews are a journalist's job. Zhang Zhiyao gave a very official explanation.

"I've heard that journalists are the nobody. You guys are amazing!" Zhang Laozhi gave Zhang Zhiyao a thumbs up.

"Old man, that's called the uncrowned king, it's terrible to be uneducated!" Zhang Lao's stubborn daughter-in-law replied.

These two people should be a pair of enemies in their last life. However, Zhang Laoqi had already adapted to and even enjoyed this state of being an enemy, and hurriedly nodded and praised.

After hearing this, Zhang Zhiyao smiled: "I'm not nothing

King of the crown, I am the king's man. ”

Hearing this popular saying, Luo Fangyi was also very cooperative: "Then I am the king's woman." ”

"What? Whose man, whose woman?" Zhang Lao is stubborn and old, and he can't understand the language system of young people at all.

"Old man, I don't understand again, this is a joke of people in the city. The king's man and the king's woman refer to the old king next door!" Zhang Lao's stubborn wife explained.

Even the old Wang next door knows that he is really a trendy old woman.

Zhang Laoqi kept nodding like pounding garlic.

Zhang Zhiyao smiled at each other. Forget it, Sensei explained, explained that they don't understand either.

Just laughing and talking, a carload of people arrived at the land of Zhang Lao's stubborn house.

"Two reporters, look at my family's land. Zhang Laoqi picked up a long branch from the ground, tentatively inserted it into the crop field, and then took out the branch and threw it on the ground. The water marks barely reached the branches.

"Look at this water, it must be more than a meter deep, this crop is completely destroyed, and this year's harvest is useless. "Zhang Laoqi completely lost the playfulness just now. The crop is his lifeline, and when the crop is gone, the lifeline is gone.

Zhang Zhiyao carefully recorded what Zhang Laoqi said in the interview book, and Luo Fangyi took out his camera to shoot it.

"What's growing in the field?" the crops were covered by plastic greenhouses, and Luo Fangyi couldn't see what was planted inside.

"Nothing. Zhang Lao's stubborn answer was concise and clear.

Luo Fangyi is almost going to spray rice!pardon?

Zhang Laoqi saw Luo Fangyi's doubts and hurriedly explained: "This greenhouse was originally used to grow cucumbers and tomatoes, and it is not yet the season for seedlings. However, these greenhouses have been blistered for almost a week, and even if they don't collapse, they can't be used, and the land can't be used, so they have to be re-cultivated. ”

"Fellow, how much did it cost to build this greenhouse?" asked Zhang Zhiyao.

"Two hundred thousand small. ”

"All in the soup?"

"yes. ”

Only then did Luo Fangyi realize the seriousness of the problem. This is a lot worse than the average crop loss.

"Fellow countryman, are there many cases like this in Sunjiatuan Village?" asked Zhang Zhiyao.

"More than 300 greenhouses, half of them are flooded," Zhang Laozhi replied, "You see those drainage pipes, they are those plastic pipes with a face." ”

Luo Fangyi and Zhang Zhiyao nodded.

"Those tubes don't work. ”

"Why?"

"There's nowhere to drain water. The water drains into the road and floods again, and the groundwater backs up. So I soaked it for a week. Zhang Laozhi replied.

Zhang Zhiyao quickly recorded these words in his notebook as if he had found a treasure. Sure enough, this trip is worth it, and with these observations, you can write a blockbuster manuscript.

After the two finished the interview in Sun Jiatuan, it was already dark. Luo Fangyi looked through the interview book, and the information on the scope of the disaster and the damage was already very detailed. As the saying goes, seven points are written in three points, and with these materials, it is like taking a reassuring pill and not worrying!

Zhang Laoqi sent Zhang Zhiyao and Luo Fangyi to the entrance of the village. The three waved goodbye.

The driver, Brother Wang, waited for an afternoon, and was already drowsy.

After the three of them meet, they return to the hotel along a country road.

Although the country road is asphalted, but because of disrepair, the asphalt of the road has long been cracked, and fragmented stones have been formed under the repeated crushing of large vehicles, which looks potholed and rugged, and the country road is already very narrow, even if there are no vehicles, the speed can not go up.

On the walls of the houses on both sides of the road, a layer of white paint is brushed, and on it are all kinds of propaganda slogans, about changing customs, about pension, and about e-commerce. Over the years, Luo Fangyi has also been to many places, from south to north, from east to west, spanning hundreds of kilometers, but can see almost the same propaganda slogans, this feeling is both strange and familiar.

The car drove slowly, and the poplars on both sides of the road "rattled". At night, there are not many lights on in the farmers' homes. Perhaps, the countryside is really in decline.

Because of the upward reflection of the headlights, the trees on both sides are straight and tall, blending into the skyline, outlining an "A" silhouette under the gray-blue night.

At this time, it is the harvest season, and in the wheat fields on both sides of the road, there are piles of wheat stacks, which look like small mountain bags in the silhouette of the night, and the air is filled with the smell of wheat.

(End of chapter)

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