Shen Kanshen walked on the high ground with one shallow foot, his heart was close to his back, and his stomach was really hungry.

Wu Song followed behind slowly, he refused Cai Dong's intention to come over to serve, and he didn't have the strength to say anything to the eldest sister, let alone ignore the girls of other people's families, and went straight to the place where the meal was served.

There were several large cauldrons on the humble stove, and two crockpots were placed on the lid of each pot, and Shen Kan looked down to see that there was a jar of pickles and a jar of pork fried dried mustard greens.

The hot steam coming out of the pot smelled fragrant yellow rice, and the hungry Shen Kan was even hungrier, but he didn't start eating, but walked over and squatted in front of the stream, washed his hands and face, and then sat under a tree and looked at the food.

Seeing that Wu Song and Wang Pu were already sitting on the stool, with two bowls of yellow rice in front of them, gobbling up regardless of their image, he couldn't help laughing.

"Laughing at what? Are you so tired that you have no appetite?" Shen Peiwen asked.

"Sort of." Shen Kan nodded.

"Then take a break." Shen Peiwen squatted down, holding a large bowl of rice in his hand. "The food is not good, let's make do with it."

"Anything you eat when you're hungry." Shen Kan took the bowl and tossed the mustard greens on the top with chopsticks, and actually pulled out a few pieces of big fat pork, and couldn't help grinning, "What's not to be satisfied with meat?"

"Eat it, you." Shen Peiwen glanced at him, "That's it, it's just a few pieces, we specially left it for you." ”

Soon, Shen Kan ate three bowls of rice in a row, looking satisfied. Suddenly, Wu Zixian came over with a teapot and said with a smile: "You must be thirsty, herbal tea is delicious but does not quench your thirst, please eat a cup of hot tea."

"Thank you." Shen Kan got up, suddenly remembered something, and his expression became serious, "In case of a flood, you must remember to stay away from here, because there are rotting corpses, and you must drink hot water every day and live in a dry environment to prevent the plague." ”

"Is it really unstoppable?" Shen Peiwen was nervous.

Wu Zixian and the other girls also became nervous, and Shen Kan said when he saw this: "Don't be afraid, you should be fine."

"How is it possible, the water is higher than the dike." Wang Chunfang went to see it in the morning, and she looked desperate at the moment.

"It's really fine." Shen Kan comforted, "Didn't you see anyone running away?" Although the rainstorm was fierce this time, fortunately, it did not last long, and the scope of the rain was not large, and the sky was clear, as long as it could survive the strongest flood peak tonight, it would be fine. ”

Inadvertently said a few new nouns in a row, although the general meaning is the same, but it is completely different from the slang words that the locals are used to, which can't help but make Wu Zixian look at him strangely.

Shen Peiwen sighed: "Every few years, there is a flood, the people on both sides of the strait are displaced, and their lives are ruined, is there no good way to completely deal with it?"

"Difficult." Shen Kan shook his head.

Wu Song said: "Kun is to use the soil to block the water, and Dayu is to guide the situation, so it is better to block than to sparse, should build more ditches and canals, etc., the Yangtze River diversion into the sea, so that more fertile land can be opened up."

"Levees are just as essential." Wu Zixian perfected for his younger brother, "Sun Shu Ao of the Spring and Autumn Chu State, built Pitang, Ximen Leopard of the Wei State, and presided over the construction of the 12 canals leading to Zhang; Li Bing's Dujiangyan, Wang Jingzhihe has been troubled for thousands of years; Fan Zhongyan's Fan Gong Dike, Wang Anshi's farmland and water conservancy constraints, and even many officials in this dynasty are good at water control, but unfortunately they can't completely eliminate floods, so it can be seen that manpower can compete with heaven and earth?"

"yes." Shen Kan is concerned about this, even in modern society, floods and droughts are still a major problem that plagues mankind.

Shen Kan doesn't know much about water conservancy projects, but he knows very well that the root cause of flooding in the Yangtze River basin lies in the continuous destruction of the ecosystem by agricultural culture, the reduction of forests and green vegetation in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, and the continuous reclamation of lakes and fields in the middle and lower reaches.

However, compared with the Yangtze River Basin, the most headache in the Ming and Qing dynasties was the Yellow River, such as Liu Tongxun in the Qianlong period who treated floods for more than 30 years.

All in all, as long as we can build strong dikes, build more reservoirs and other water conservancy projects, maintain the area of major lakes, set aside flood discharge areas in various places, maintain the greening of the upstream and downstream, persist in controlling soil erosion, and even control the growth of the population, it should have good results.

The question is, is it possible? What does it mean to limit the population in particular?

Before they could continue talking, another alarm came from the dam, and Shen Kan hurriedly ran to the front line.

No one cared about this conversation, who knew that Shen Kan's prophecy quickly spread, before he predicted that it would rain at night, and then he swore that everything would be fine, even if many people in the village had said similar things, but after all, it was from a teenager, and he was still known as a "erudite" reader......

After a night of desperate reinforcement, the embankment miraculously survived as the last surging water flowed by.

But before the big guys could cheer, someone pointed to the distance in horror and said, "Oh no, no, the water over there is flowing backwards."

"Where?" Shen Kan is almost crazy, is this the legendary backpour?

"It's over, it's the mouth of the small river over there in Cuiliu Village."

"Damn! Not a single one will survive. ”

In an instant, people in the vicinity began to commotion, some crying in despair, others stomping their feet and cursing.

"God, are you going to drown us alive?"

"Damn thief, what did we do to anger and resent? You're going to have to kill the big guy. ”

Shen Kan, who rushed up the embankment a few steps, looked around, and saw the water pouring down from another river violently lapping the water here, and the waves on both sides rolled up several meters high, causing the water level to continue to expand upward.

On the high ground, the women were in a mess, Shen Peiwen, Wu Zixian and other girls were all as pale as paper, seeing that the water level of the crazy backflow was about to overflow the embankment in a blink of an eye, once there was a breach, then the people above and below would ......

The six gods and no master, Master Gu, yelled at the respected Shen Han: "What should the old man do? What to do? If you don't tell the big guys to escape, I'm afraid none of them will be able to escape. ”

Shen Han's eyes straightened, and he said, "What if you run away?" Nothing is gone. ”

Shen Jiayou, who was next to him, wiped the water on his face and shouted, "Dad! Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, the life of the big guy is at stake. ”

Several officials in the vicinity have already looked dead, and even if they escape with their lives now, they will probably not be able to escape death in the future.

At this moment, I heard Shen Kan howl: "It's too late!" Keep reinforcing the embankment!"

The people in the commotion were instantly stimulated by his words and fell into madness, and no one escaped, whether it was those officers and soldiers or Xiucai, they were all red-eyed at this moment, and the big guy was working like crazy.

The earth-shattering gong also sounded immediately, in order to survive, in order to save the homeland, for the relatives, and for the hard work of the past few days, at the real crisis juncture, basically no one can care about thinking nonsense.

Even women, girls, and children ran to the embankment and piled up handfuls of dirt with handfuls in their hands......

Most of the old men and officials such as Shen Han knelt down and looked up at the sky......

"The Jade Emperor, the Buddha, the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering! Please bless us!"

"The sages are above, they saved this flood, and they are allowed to repair ten holy shrines!"

"Blessed Saint! Please the Son of Heaven to protect your people!"

Suddenly, I don't know which scoundrel took the opportunity to come and shouted, "God has collected people!"

“…………”

"Haha!" Shen Kan laughed.

"What the hell is your name?" Wu Zixian, who happened to run to his side, was angry, and when he was anxious, he reached out and pinched the scoundrel in laughter.

Not to mention, after the suffering of the scoundrels, the people who are gradually powerless begin to fight their spirits again, and compete with the water at an unbelievable speed.

In fact, the flood in Shenjia Village is just two tributaries, and there is Dongting Lake nearby, regardless of the height of the embankment, the scale of the number of people fighting the flood is really different from the Yangtze River flood in later generations! The degree of harm is only a few nearby villages and towns, but the intensity should be exactly the same.

Second, because everyone was immediately mobilized to protect the berm, and the family's property and food were not removed, even if their lives were saved, everyone would be reduced to extreme poverty.

After the flood, the silt must be cleared, which is very time-consuming.

In short, there is no way back.

After two days and two nights of desperate and powerless struggle, everyone was as tired as a ball of cotton.

Fortunately, after all, the most turbulent flood peak was crossed, and the water of that river was not as much as the water of the main canal here, so it was suppressed, and the water of the two rivers converged and poured downstream for thousands of miles.

Due to the floods in the early years, the embankment in Shenjia Village, which had been taught a painful lesson, was built very strongly, and melons were planted to get melons, and beans were planted.

When the sun rises high, the water finally recedes.

Shen Kan lay on the ground on all fours, sleeping peacefully.

Wu Zixian, who was also haggard, took a deep look at him before leaving, and this encounter will probably not be forgotten for the rest of his life.