It was slowly getting brighter, and the rain was getting a little lighter, but it was still falling.

In the village committee of Xiping Village, everyone sat nervously together. The roar of the Xichuan River outside the window is heart-wrenching. Chen Erniu and Xia Sanhu, who went out to check the water situation, came back.

"The water from the Xichuan River has poured into the village, but now it is flowing out again. The situation in the village is very good, almost every house has lights on, and everyone's preparations are good," Chen Erniu said, then took off his coat and began to wring his clothes that were wet from the rain. His wife Mo Yan hurriedly took a towel and wiped the rain from his hair for him.

Everyone quickly stood up, gave up the only electric stove, and let the few people who had just returned to bake the fire. This heavy rain has caused the magnanimity to drop by several degrees, and it feels like winter.

Xia Jian stood on the balcony, looking at the gray sky with fixed eyes, and his heart was up and down, like a cat scratching. With such a large amount of water coming out of the Xichuan River, I don't know what kind of situation will be in the villages along the way.

Although he is the village chief of Xiping Village, he still has a little nostalgia for other villages. This is what Ouyang Hong often says, he did not enter politics, which is a great loss for the people of Pingdu.

"This disaster in Xiping Village can be regarded as being carried over because of your return, so I don't know what the situation of the downstream villages is like now?" Ouyang Hong didn't know when she walked out, she stood behind Xia Jian and said softly.

Xia Jian turned his head, sighed and said: "It's very strange this time, the power hasn't stopped, but the mobile phone has no signal, and even the landline can't get through, so there's no way to ask!" ”

As the two of them spoke, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and the rain slowly stopped. After spending a whole night in the village committee, the villagers couldn't help but let out cheers.

Zhao Hong walked out with a tired face, she looked up at the sun slowly rising in the east, and said to Xia Jian with a smile: "Isn't it time for everyone to go back to rest?" ”

"Hmmm! Yes, but you have to shout on the loudspeaker and get every house to send someone out to clean the laneway. Let's just say that we will organize personnel to inspect in the afternoon," Xia Jian said softly to Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong nodded and said, "Okay! Then you take Mayor Ouyang to your house to rest first, and I'll rush back after I'm done with this matter" When Xia Jian heard this, he was a little uninteresting in his heart, what happened to this Zhao Hong, let him take Ouyang Hong to sleep, let others know and talk nonsense.

"Not in a hurry, not in this moment. I'll wait for you! He didn't want to go back at all" Ouyang Hong glanced at Xia Jian, smiled at Zhao Hong and said.

Zhao Hong answered, and ran into the office to shout the horn. The water in the courtyard of the village committee was soon gone, and Xia Jian's heart was completely put down at this time.

He quickly ran down the third floor, opened Guan Tingna's red car and got in. His Daben also stopped in the courtyard of the village committee. But the key was still at home, and what he was most anxious about at this time was to get the situation of several villages in the lower reaches of the Xichuan River.

Xia Jian drove out of the village in a car, and the scene in front of him was shocking. The whole village road was covered with yellow mud, and in a cornfield at the edge of the village, the water accumulated in the field had spilled all the corn. It felt like the corn was not growing in the ground, but in the river.

The roar of the Xichuan River became quieter and quieter, and gradually became calmer. Xia Jian drove the car and rushed on the yellow muddy road, and he always had a bad premonition in his heart.

Suddenly, his mobile phone rang at this time, and it seemed that communication had been restored. Xia Jian stopped the car a little happily, then took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a strange number.

Xia Jian didn't think about it, so he pressed the answer button, and a woman's voice immediately came from the phone: "Hey! Xia Jian, how is the situation in your Xiping Village? ”

Xia Jian was stunned for a moment, and immediately heard that this was Ma Xiaofeng's voice, and he let out a sigh of relief and said, "Mayor Ma, Xiping Village has passed, what is the situation in other villages?" ”

"It's miserable! Fortunately, you came to inform me last night, otherwise I really don't know what the consequences would have been," Ma Xiaofeng said with a sigh on the phone.

Xia Jian thought for a while and said, "I'm on the road, I want to see you, but I don't know if the road is passable."

"I just got back, I'll be waiting for you in the office!" Ma Xiaofeng hung up the phone after speaking. Her former arrogance has disappeared without a trace.

Xia Jian thought for a while, then drove towards Pingyang Town. When passing the bridge crossing the water in Zhangyangzhuang, Xia Jian hesitated, only to see the river overflowing the road and flowing loudly. He didn't know how deep the water was, and if the car couldn't get in and out, it would be troublesome. Thinking of this, Xia Che stopped the car.

Standing on the other side of the river, looking at the mess in Zhangyangzhuang, Xia Jian knew that their village had suffered another disaster this time. It's really unreasonable, it's not the first time that Zhang Yangzhuang has such a situation, but the people in their village know that they can get by, and they always want to be opportunistic, but every time they suffer, it is indeed their village.

Xia Jian stood on the side of the road for a while, found a stone and tried it, and felt that the car should be able to rush through if he drove faster. He looked at the driving route and jumped into the car.

When the car rushed to the middle of the bridge, Xia Jiandu felt that the car was about to be washed away. He couldn't help but slam his feet hard and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The car shook and rushed out of the water with a whimper. Xia Jian's heart was beating wildly, and he was taking too much risk this time.

When he arrived at Ma Xiaofeng's office, Ma Xiaofeng was asleep on the table, and the sound of Xia Jian opening the door woke her up. She sat up straight, shook her head, tried to sober herself up a bit, and then said, "You have more experience in flooding than me, and this time I'm going to trouble you again."

Ma Xiaofeng's face was tired, and there were obvious traces of water on the clothes he was wearing, as well as a few mud spots. It can be seen that she also went to participate in the rescue work last night.

Xia Jian sat on the chair opposite Ma Xiaostyle and said in a cold voice: "The floods in the Xichuan River basin have occurred continuously in recent years, but no one in the local villagers and village cadres cares. For example, Zhangyangzhuang, they are just across the river from our village. Every year we have to clean up the river first, and their village says every year that we took off our pants and farted."

"This question, you said that I will come down to give them a meeting, and I must be killed and injured. The clean-up of the river should be on the agenda and cleaned up every month. If they were like you in Xiping Village beforehand, this disaster would have been minimized, and it wouldn't have caused such a big loss! Ma Xiaofeng said, stood up, and poured a glass of water for Xia Jian with his own hands.

After a busy night, Xia Jian was really thirsty and hungry, and the most important thing was to sleep beautifully. But why was he so embarrassed to go to sleep at this time? Could it be that they are fine in Xiping Village, and he doesn't care about anything? This is impossible, because Xia Jian is not such a person in his bones.

After drinking the water in the cup in one go, Xia Jian took a breath and said: "The post-disaster work cannot be ignored, in addition to reporting, we must quickly carry out post-disaster self-help, especially the epidemic prevention work must keep up."

"Just now, I reported the situation to Mayor Chen, and he scolded me for being a bloody sprinkler, saying that this flood is city-wide, let us figure it out by ourselves" Ma Xiaofeng said a little helplessly.

Xia Jian sneered and said, "What he said is a bit exaggerated, how many rivers are there in Pingdu City?" How can it be said that this flood is city-wide? But then again, it's up to us to do this."

As soon as Xia Jian's words fell, his mobile phone rang, and as soon as he connected it, Zhao Hong's unhappy voice came from inside: "What did I say you are running blindly?" How dangerous it is to drive a car without sleeping all night! Auntie said, let you come back immediately to eat and sleep, if you don't listen, don't come back"

"I know, I'm in town, I'll be back in a while," Xia Jian said and hung up the phone.

Ma Xiaofeng glanced at Xia Jian a little embarrassed, she smiled slightly and said, "All the cadres in the town have gone to the village, and even our old secretary Wang has contracted a village." So I'm going to Zhangyang Village in a while, you take me with you!" ”

"Hey! Who is the village chief in Zhangyang Village now? Xia Jian couldn't help asking.

Ma Xiaofeng sighed and said: "This village has the most things, the people in the village are rude and selfish, and a village chief can't do it for a few days, so he can't do it." Because of this, the work of cleaning up the river has not been carried out, and this time the flood has hit again."

"Birds don't fly without heads! The village chief must be elected as soon as possible, otherwise the work after the disaster will not be carried out really well," Xia Jian said, and stood up, he was ready to go home. Anyway, he is only the head of a village, and he doesn't have much to say about other villages.

Ma Xiaofeng thought for a while and said: "You are a celebrity in our Pingyang Town, so you must help me with the election of the village chief in Zhangyangzhuang this time" Ma Xiaofeng's face was sincere, which made Xia Jian really unable to refuse her.

Xia Jian thought for a while and said, "Okay! I'll give you a thorough idea in advance, make a list, and you can take a look, but the town will strongly support the elected village head."

"I know this, so I'll trouble you. You are waiting for me in the car, you look at the clothes I am wearing, I am embarrassed to see people," Ma Xiaofeng said, and deliberately straightened up in front of Xia Jian.

Ma Xiaofeng was wearing a short shirt, a very thin one, and he was wet from the rain last night, so it felt like it was attached to his body. Ma Xiaofeng straightened up just now, the two peaks on her chest were strangled out of shape, and Xia Jian even looked at the two dots.

Xia Jian sat in the car and waited for more than ten minutes before Ma Xiaofeng walked out. After changing her clothes, she has simply become a different person. Not to mention that as soon as her slender figure was wrapped in well-fitting clothes, her arrogant temperament was revealed.

When the car arrived at the entrance of Zhangyang Village, Xia Jian stopped the car, and when Ouyang Hong got out of the car, he repeatedly told him to let him take a break and come to Zhangyang Village as soon as possible to help her.

Xia Jian nodded in agreement, and drove back to Xiping Village. At this moment, the river had fallen. The pavement of the bridge has been exposed.

Xia Jian parked Guan Tingna's car at the entrance of Xiping Village, and he asked Guan Tingna to go back to Buchuan City as soon as possible. With so many things at home, he didn't have time to accompany Guan Tingna at all. Guan Tingna's family is from the city, and she is afraid that she will not be used to this life in his family.

"It's back!" As soon as Xia Jian stepped into the door, Guan Tingna had already greeted him.

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