Clean up the silt

"How can there be one less? Who didn't arrive? Feng Xin counted twice, but still couldn't count.

Wang Fang, a young daughter-in-law in the crowd, raised her hand, "My man has a fever, so he has taken medicine, so he really can't come." ”

Feng Xin frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it just a fever?" Where can a big man be so squeamish. ”

That Wang Fang is not a good-tempered person, and when he heard Feng Xin complain, he immediately choked: "Director Feng's words are ugly!" Fever is not a small problem, if you have to let my man come, what is going to happen to him, you have to take full responsibility! ”

Feng Xin smacked his tongue dissatisfied, "Okay." I'm just talking about it! ”

"Okay, no more nonsense. All follow me, and we'll hurry up and try to clear the way this week. ”

A group of people walked towards the entrance of the village, and there were still a lot of leeches on the ground, and they were bursting everywhere.

Although Shen Qing was wearing rain boots with two layers of socks inside, the feeling of stepping on her feet still gave her goosebumps.

It's disgusting.

How could there be such a disgusting creature in the world.

Shen Zhi'an, who was on the side, noticed her frowning, and walked in front of her quietly, scraping the leeches on the ground with his feet to make it easier for her to walk.

When the water receded, people once again realized how terrible the rainstorm was.

The original asphalt road is no longer black.

The road was covered with at least half a meter of silt, which was mixed with all kinds of garbage and gave off a smell of earth.

The villagers soon got busy, shoveling the silt to both sides of the river and piling it up.

There were still a lot of leeches mixed in the mud, some were dead, some were still wriggling, and many women were frowning.

It took two hours to clean up less than 100 meters.

"Whew, it's hot." Shen Qing straightened up with the shovel rod and wiped the sweat that was about to drip from his forehead with his sleeve.

This ghost weather is already hot at ten o'clock in the morning.

The sun made people dizzy, their throats smoky, and they sweated.

Originally, there was a shortage of materials, and everyone was hungry and full, but now they can't stand doing physical work under the sun.

Young people can't stand it, let alone an elderly person like Tao Ying.

As it approached twelve o'clock, the sun became more and more scorching, and Tao Ying felt that her head was groggy, as if she would faint at any time.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Shen Zhi'an, who was standing beside Tao Ying, was the first to notice that something was wrong with her.

"It's okay......" Tao Ying waved her hand.

Shen Zhi'an saw that her cheeks were red and her lips were white, and his heart suddenly became anxious, "Mom, are you suffering from heat stroke?" Why don't you go back and rest? ”

Tao Ying refused: "How can it be done?" Everybody's working here, and I can't afford to hold back. ”

Shen Zhi'an hurriedly called Shen Qing and informed Shen Qing of his mother's condition.

Shen Qing walked quickly to Tao Ying's side, and without saying a word, he was about to go back with Tao Ying.

The sharp-eyed Feng Xin immediately called out to her.

"What's the situation? Where are you going? ”

Shen Qing helped Tao Ying and said, "My mother has a heat stroke, I will help her go back to rest." ”

Feng Xin frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "If you have lived in the city for a while, do you really think that you are from the city?" It's squeamish. ”

Shen Zhi'an's anger suddenly swelled, "Are you talking about human words?" Now that the temperature is close to 40 degrees, can you not suffer from heat stroke when you do such tiring work on such a hot day? ”

Feng Xin was already unhappy with the Shen family, and he was even more angry when he saw him refute.

"Everyone else can do it, but your mother can't? Isn't that squeamish? Who of our ancestors didn't work with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky? ”

Shen Qing had a cold face and helped Tao Ying to the shade of the tree first.

Then he walked into the crowd and shot back: "Director Feng really doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks." You're standing there fanning and flipping your lips, and it's all us who do the work. ”

Some villagers nodded in agreement.

You can't stop working just because he's the director, right?

Feng Xin was anxious and quibbled: "Who said that if you don't do coolies, you don't count as work?" I'm doing it mentally hard! Am I not allowed to plan a route to clear the silt? ”

Shen Qing didn't bother to talk to him about these crooked reasons, and said reasonably: "The weather is so hot, shouldn't Director Feng let us go back to rest first?" If the villagers are sick from heat stroke, where can they find medicine? ”

"Even if there is medicine, it will take a lot of time to rest after heat stroke, isn't it more delayed?"

"Why don't we go back to the heat now and wait until it's cool to come back to work, which is more efficient, right?"

Shen Qing's words immediately resonated with the villagers,

"She has a point, where do we get medicine if we have a heat stroke? What if I get heatstroke? ”

Hearing about heat stroke, everyone was even more scared.

After all, this heatstroke can kill people.

"Director Feng, even if it's our ancestors, they haven't worked in such hot weather anymore, right? This is not at all comparable. ”

Someone threw away the tools and said unhappily: "Don't do it, isn't it good to lie at home and blow a fan in this weather?" I'd rather be hungry twice than work under this sun. ”

"No more! Don't do it, whoever wants to do it. ”

There are more and more people picking on children.

Feng Xin's face was black when he was angry, but now there are too many people who resist, and he can't be shocked.

You can only follow them first.

"Okay, okay, I understand what everyone means. In that case, let's go back and rest now, and then we will clean up the mud when the temperature drops! ”

The villagers then dispersed satisfied.

Shen Qing also helped Tao Ying back home.

"How can these leeches still be alive on such a hot day."

Shen Jie said as he used a shovel to crush the leech that crawled into the yard to death.

Only two hours from home, some leeches had already climbed the stairs on the second floor.

Shen Qing didn't care about the nausea under her feet, and helped Tao Ying into her bedroom.

She took out Huoxiang Zhengqi liquid from the space, inserted a straw and sent it to Tao Ying's hand, and then turned on the air conditioner in the living room, covered her with a thin quilt, and let her rest.

"It's disgusting, these leeches have climbed to the second floor, and if I hadn't found them in time and slapped them to death, I might have crawled into my bedroom." Shen Zhian frowned and walked into the living room from the outside.

"Is Mommy better?" Shen Zhi'an sat beside Shen Qing.

"I've taken my medicine and need to rest."

"That's good. It's still cool at home, and my life is all given by air conditioning. Shen Zhi'an leaned on the sofa, very comfortable.

Shen Qing smiled faintly, and then took out a watermelon from the space, "There is something more refreshing, isn't it more beautiful to eat watermelon while blowing the air conditioner?" ”

"Wow! That's great. Shen Zhi'an's eyes lit up, "If it weren't for your sister and you living again, I would be lying at home hungry now." ”

Shen Qing cut the watermelon into small pieces and handed a plate to him.

"Where's Dad?"

"Still downstairs dealing with the damn leeches, I'll eat this watermelon and go help him."