"The east wind brings rain and the west wind, and the earth is sunny and warm. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAll things are awake in the mountains and rivers, and the farmers are looking for farming at the beginning of the year. ”

Every year, from the beginning of spring to the beginning of summer, everything recovers. The so-called plan of the year lies in the spring, and this 'plan' is not only a plan, but also a livelihood.

Animals have experienced a long period of low temperatures, and their bodies are in urgent need of calories, and plants are about to start a new round of germination. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the livelihood of the people in the world is pinned on spring.

The reason why the drought in Ludong broke out early and spread rapidly was not just a rebellion by the Ten Thousand Demon Soldiers. The reason is that in 2015, the year before Lu Zheng became the dragon king, Ludong suffered a major drought once in 60 years, nearly 11 million acres of crops were affected by drought, 780 rivers were cut off, and nearly 500,000 people had difficulty drinking water.

Going back to the 2010 drought, the 2011 drought, including 13 years and 14 years, there were different degrees of drought, rainfall was scarce, reservoirs dried up, crops were reduced or even extinct, and in some areas even the basic living water of the people could not be guaranteed.

If it weren't for the support of the state, the people in Ludong would have been struggling to make a living. In 2015, the drought was relatively light, and the people had just taken a breath, but they just caught up with the chaos of ten thousand demon soldiers, which was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire. If it is not handled properly, Ludong will indeed face the major challenge of seven consecutive years or even ten years of drought, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Perhaps people who live in cities don't have much experience of drought. But for the people who live on the land, food is their lifeblood, the land is the hotbed of food, when they look at the cracked fields that cannot be cultivated at all, the despair and desolation in their hearts are like smashing their jobs and cutting off their way of life, which is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

From the end of winter to the 29th day of the first month, in this short period of 60 days, there is basically no effective precipitation in Ludong, and the average rainfall in the province is more than 80% less than that of the same period last year, setting a record for the same period in Ludong Province since the establishment of China.

The drought is like fire, and the drought devil is raging. More than 680,000 people have temporary drinking water difficulties, 34.89 million mu of winter wheat have been affected by drought, nearly 400 reservoirs in the province have dried up, more than 380 rivers have been cut off, and 35,000 electromechanical wells have obviously insufficient water output......

The state urgently allocated 286 million yuan of subsidies for wheat drought watering and 250 million yuan for the purchase of equipment for county-level drought-fighting service teams.

On the 30th day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the No. 1 head of the decision-making committee personally inspected the drought situation in the severely affected areas, presided over an executive meeting of the policy-making yuan, and urgently issued a series of support policies for fighting drought and ensuring production.

But this was far from enough, so for the sake of the people's livelihood, there was a secret meeting between the chief and Lu Zheng.

On the thirtieth day of the first lunar month, Xiajiaping, Fangwei City, one of the most severely affected areas, was desolate.

The hot wind swept up the yellow sand in the sky, raging mercilessly, and falling layers of dust wherever it passed. The land by the roadside had long since been shattered, and the wind had stripped him of his clothes layer after layer, and the dry ground was covered with cracked lines, like shriveled lips, crying 'I'm so thirsty'.

The trees were still sleeping, their bark mottled with pale trunks, and their branches crackling and snapping in the howling wind, revealing dry and cracked stubble.

Chickens, ducks, geese, cows, horses and sheep, birds in the sky, all drooping their heads listlessly, even if it is a puddle of rancid dirty water, they all greedily stick out their tongues and lick them, and conflicts continue to erupt.

Everything is interpreted in the interpretation that this land has been "ignited" and "scorched"!

What about water?

Where is the water?

The mountain springs have dried up, shallow wells have dried up, and the 600 people in Xiajiaping can barely survive on the few deep pressurized wells left in the village.

"Branch secretary, how much water is there in this well? Why don't you send water from above, my doll has enough milk powder to make in the past two days." ”

"Yes, branch secretary, didn't you say that the water was transferred from above? Why didn't you send it, is this going to die of thirst?"

"Damn, my water cellar is clean enough to paste cakes, I haven't washed my face for more than half a month, and if there is no water, my face will be a city wall, rubbing my hands with mud. ”

"Alright, alright, don't make any noise. Be content, it's good to drink some. Branch secretary Feng Shaokun squatted under the root of the old locust tree at the head of the village, holding a cigarette bag and pot in his hand, and the wrinkles on his red face were twisted.

"This person can withstand three days without eating, and if he doesn't drink water for a day, no one can stand it. Feng Laosi, who was idle in the village, pressed the cottage large-screen mobile phone in his hand, pointed to the screen and shouted: "Did you see, did you see, the reservoir over there in Liutang dried up yesterday." I think I can plant enough to plant this year, so I can only plant cacti. ”

The irritable branch secretary glared at him fiercely and scolded: "Look at your grandmother's legs, just like you, no one can worry about this matter." ”

Feng Laosi said with a hippie smile: "Isn't it for the sake of the villagers, I want to give everyone a staff and an idea." ”

"Just you?" Feng Chunhua, who runs a commissary in the village, sneered: "You are the president, or the secretary of the president." The daughter-in-law has run away, the house has been sold, the grass in the field is three feet high, you have a fart idea. ”

"Hey, cross-eyed, don't look down on people. Feng Laosi glared, patted his chest unconvinced, and said: "I, Feng Laosi, am incompetent, lazy, but I haven't harmed our village, and I haven't pulled anyone's back, right? ”

The branch secretary sneered in a nasal voice, knocked on the cigarette pouch pot on the tree lump, ignored Feng Laosi, stood up and glanced at the west of the village, and said, "Okay, it's cooler." Inform the well drilling team, prepare for the work, and start work as soon as possible. ”

The town was also short of water and could only be supplied with a well-drilling team, and after the first two days of exploration, the site was identified. This pressurized water well is Xiajiaping's only hope at the moment. When the people in the village heard this, they all followed behind the branch secretary's ass with a look of hope, and rushed to follow.

Only Feng Laosi was left in place, his face was blue and white, the corners of his mouth laughed at himself, he sat down against the big locust tree, took out the shriveled cigarette case from his pocket, carefully took out the last cigarette and lit it and stuffed it into his mouth.

In the mist, he squinted at the bare branches of the big locust tree, and beams of bright sunlight pierced in the cracks of the branches.

I smoked half of the cigarette and snuffed it out, put it into the cigarette case as if it were a treasure, and patted the pocket. He put his hands on the back of his head and said leisurely: "If you don't listen to good people, you will suffer in front of you." This is a natural disaster, and it can only be cured by heaven. ”

Large swaths of the village's wheat fields withered, and the rice stalks dried up due to lack of water. In the past season, standing at the head of the village, the eyes are full of green wheat fields, undulating, as magnificent as the sea, and even the wind wafts the fragrance of plants and trees, intoxicating and pleasant.

But now, when the people in the village stand on the ridge of the field and look around, they can only see the withered yellow that cannot be seen. The scorched wheat fields were interspersed with shocking bald spots, which were completely dried up and swept away by the wind.

This kind of sight, not seen with your own eyes, cannot appreciate how painful it is.

It's not just heartache, it's pain.

The dark-skinned people, who were despised by many in the city, did not cry in the face of the disaster, but each of them had a touching pang of pain on their faces.

The peasants of China have become accustomed to suffering, and they have endured it with tenacity from beginning to end.

Many villagers in the well-drilling team came to help, and while tidying up the tools and grounds, they raised their heads from time to time, hoping that the dark clouds that might bring rain could fly from the sky......

It's been three months, and the sky is clear, and the cleanliness makes them desperate.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the sun finally set, and the searchlight was turned on at the well drilling site. With the roar of the drilling rig, the well drilling team members nervously and orderly docked the pipeline, while the villagers actively carried sand and gravel.

"Wang Gong, look how deep this well has to be drilled before it can produce water. ”

The branch secretary took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Wang Gong, the person in charge of the well-drilling team. Wang Gong didn't take his cigarette, sighed and said abruptly: "Fellow, there are rock formations here, which are very hard, and I estimate that the progress will be at most seven or eight meters tonight." ”

Seven or eight meters?

The villagers who heard this sentence felt a chill in their hearts, the few remaining wells in the village may not last for a few days, and according to this progress, even if the water comes out, it will have to survive ten days and a half months of water-starvation.

In ten days and half a month, more than 400 people in the whole village died of thirst.

Thinking of this, the mood of the villagers instantly became low.

Wang Gong clenched his fists, patted the shoulder of the branch secretary, and puffed up: "Fellow villagers, don't worry." No matter how difficult it is, we have to do it, and the country remembers us. This well, the sooner it is laid, the sooner everyone will get through the difficulties. Now is not the time to be discouraged, if we are all afraid, who can save us?"

Feng Laosi didn't know when he got into the crowd, and suddenly said: "Wang Gong, if this well can't get water, what should I do?"

Wang Gong was stunned for a moment, and when the branch secretary saw that it was Feng Laosi, he couldn't help but scold: "Get out of your grandma's legs, in the end you are an engineer, and someone else is an engineer?"

Feng Laosi touched his nose and said, "I also asked for everyone." If this well can't get water, and the water from above isn't delivered, you can't joke with the lives of the villagers, right?"

Feng Laosi is lazy and lazy, and he is not very popular in the village. But as soon as his words came out, it immediately aroused the associations of many people.

yes, what if you waste so much effort and there is no water in the well?

What to do?

Wang Gong frowned, made a quiet gesture and said: "The experts of the Water Affairs Bureau have surveyed and said that the water can be out of the water at most two hundred meters. ”

A person in the crowd suddenly poured cold water and said, "Wang Gong, it's not that we don't believe it." Listen to my aunt, Liao Wangzhuang also said that 200 meters can be out of the water, they are easy to fight, yesterday hit 200 meters, but I didn't look at a drop of water. The expert later said that the water level had dropped again. You have to play another fifty or sixty meters. ”

Wang Gong was speechless for a while.

The branch secretary glared at the man and scolded: "Don't follow the foolishness, it's not messy enough." If you can't hit 200 meters, then hit 250 or 300 meters. I don't believe it, there is still no water in the ground?"

Wang Gong's face was even more ugly, the equipment they brought this time could hit up to two hundred and forty meters. If it is really the same as the situation of Liao Wangzhuang, then there is no way to explain.

The cross-eyed man in the commissary sneered: "Feng Laosi, didn't you say that you have an idea? Come, tell me in front of everyone, Wang Gong is also here, and he can also give you a staff officer." ”

"Okay. Feng Laosi's neck was raised, and he said confidently: "My idea is accurate, not only can everyone drink water, but also let everyone plant crops, and the whole year will be a bumper harvest." ”

"Just blow it, Feng Laosi!"

"Stay where it's cool. ”

"If you don't work, get out. Don't get in the way of your eyes. ”

The branch secretary was about to drink Feng Laosi, Wang Gong suddenly said: "This fellow, what do you have in mind? ”

Several villagers also echoed suspiciously: "Yes, the branch secretary, you just let him talk about it." If he doesn't pay attention to what he says, he'll let out a loud fart. ”

"Yes, if his idea works, it will give everyone water and crops. My old altar cares about his wine for a year!"

"What you said, Lao Tan'er, next year's drinks, you can prepare them for me!"

"My old altar is foaming at the mouth and spitting a nail!"

"It's a deal!"

Feng Laosi straightened his chest, looked around, and suddenly pointed his finger to the sky, and popped out a straight and round word: "Ask for rain" (to be continued.) )