Chapter 132: Digging a Well

This is another two days away from home, and Qin's father and Qin Laoniang have already returned to their hearts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After breakfast, he said goodbye to Fang Liang's family and rushed back.

Before they arrived home, they were greeted by people who kept greeting them as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, and only then did they know that they had just left home yesterday, and the well drilling master that Qin Lianxiong had contacted early in the morning had arrived. After two days of busy work, the well in the backyard that started yesterday has a rough appearance.

Speaking of which, after a series of natural disasters in the old years, the people who grew up in the water town of Zhouji and lived a happy life only knew how terrible and precious the water was that they did not care about it in the past.

The days of water cuts are not for people.

Therefore, although there were so many wells that were dug during the drought in the old year, there were few waters, but in the spring of this year, seeing that the land was thawed, there were still many people like the Qin family, who were willing to try again.

It's really a deep memory of the old years, even if half a year has passed, but the smell of burnt still lingers on the tip of the nose and heart, making people want to forget it.

Not to mention that there is water to have food, there can be multiple water sources, and it is impossible to say that one day can save a life.

Compared with his life, this will not be worth giving up some money.

Therefore, even if the villagers in many villages can't afford it, as long as the village of the clan speaks, no matter how difficult it is, they will get together.

In addition, most of the people in the world are swarming, and seeing that the neighbors and villages are digging wells, it feels like their own water has been robbed, and there are more and more people who are thinking about digging wells.

In this way, the business in Chongtang Town, Lianxi City, which was originally lukewarm, and the well drilling master who could barely make a living suddenly became hot.

It is said that there are not many of those well drillers have been found out, even if they have changed careers, they have not let go, since the end of the old year, they have been receiving orders and receiving soft hands, and this work has been scheduled to enter the summer.

Even some people can't get out of the village anymore, they have good food and drink, the wages are only a lot more, and the strong laborers in the village are all coming to help, where do they care if they can break the ground on this day, they are willing to stop and let them go only after the water well of the whole village is finished.

If it weren't for the fact that this master who was familiar to Qin's father and son was the same as the Qin family's father and son, he was also a single-gang gang, and there was no guild to come out as a guarantee, and they had been taking care of each other over the years, so they couldn't be plugged into this team anymore.

Since the Qin family decided to dig a well, Qin's father had already planned it with his sons, not only decided to dig a well in the backyard in case of emergency, but also prepared to dig two wells in the east garden for irrigation convenience specifically for watering the ground.

Although Father Qin, Qin Lianhu and Qin Lianxiong were not at home yesterday, Qin Lianlong and Qin Lianfeng were also clear, and as soon as they explained it to the master who drilled the well, they immediately began to measure the water line and check the feng shui.

In the previous life, Xiao Chenguang had seen wells in the countryside, but at that time, there were already modern machinery and equipment, where had he ever seen such a local method that relied on manpower to dig wells. Just looking at those ordinary guys, the pepper is indescribably admired.

But fortunately, in the end, the people of Wei Township, although they said that they couldn't get water in the old year, but this year's rain is high enough, but they start to seep water after digging down less than a zhang. Fortunately, the master was indeed experienced, not only measured the water line accurately, but also hurriedly instructed everyone to use the wood that had been prepared long ago to fix the wall of the well that had begun to collapse due to water seepage, and began to dig the well while drawing water.

Buckets of muddy well water were hoisted to the ground, and bags of mud were thrown onto the ground with wheels. It took a lot of effort, and when the well was finally almost finished, the stones that Father Qin had asked the helpers to save aside came in handy again, and they were just picked out to be used to make the well.

It is a wall of water and a wall of wells, after the completion of the stone well wall mouth is small and large, not only good-looking but also very strong and clean, according to the master who drilled the well is not without pride, it is always not a problem to use a hundred years, listen to the little girls and little boys exclaimed.

In the polder township, there is water when you go out, and streams and springs can be seen everywhere, which is not uncommon. In comparison, wells that are rare to see have become a rarity.

Not only lilacs and bay leaves, but also a few circles around the well from time to time, and the right to look at the well as a mirror. The little boys who came back from school also made a bunch of them and looked back and forth, and they still had cheap water from the spring and had to use the bucket to carry water from the well.

The elders warned again and again, but fortunately, Qin Lianxiong took back the manhole cover from the stonemason, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Only the little boys and girls who have just got new toys have bitter faces, except for peppercorns, of course.

Although it is quite rare for these three wells in their own house, they can be called peppercorns like these little boys and girls, treating the wells as toys, squeezing into a bunch of faces and looking into the wells, and shouting at the well, but peppercorns can't do it.

The only thing she was interested in was that she wondered if there would be any difference in quality between celery watered by well water and celery watered by spring water.

It's just that this thought moved, and the pepper scratched its head a little.

The water seepage began to seep into the well of his own well less than a foot down, and in the impression of the pepper, such well water seems to belong to the shallow groundwater. It should be the same as spring water, which belongs to the category of hard water.

As for the difference between hard and soft water, it seems to refer to the degree of salinity, that is, the amount of minerals dissolved in the water. The hardness of the content is large, and the hardness is small.

It's just that the hardness of different springs and wells is naturally different, and I don't know the hardness of my own springs and wells.

If you think about it carefully, the water quality of Lianxi is notoriously clear, and it seems that there will be scale left in the pot after boiling water at home!

Sichuan pepper supported his little head with both hands, and his thoughts ran wildly, the problem of irrigation water quality has not yet been figured out, and it has been crooked to the water demand and irrigation water consumption of white celery.

It was only at this point that I realized that there were so few useful things in my head. Quickly shook his head, calmed himself down first, recorded all these haves and didn'ts, and left them for the second half of the year to do control experiments.

I broke my fingers and carefully calculated the content of the experiment that needed to be carried out in my heart, and ten fingers were not enough, and the pepper was staggered and happy.

That's a long way to go!

Thinking of the fertilizer experiment that has begun now, Sichuan pepper breathed a long sigh in his heart. (To be continued.) )