"Twenty people are here to carry sacks and pile them up, just like building an adobe house, biting the stubble, and hammering wooden stakes in front!"

"Wherever the water is coming from, quickly fill it with mud and pound it with a shovel. Don't let the water flow out anymore!"

....

The embankment of Xiaobei River is in danger.

Fortunately, Li Weidong had learned about emergency rescue and disaster relief in his previous life.

In addition, the embankment of Xiaobei River did not cut any corners.

The commune members also tried their best, and even a child of seven or eight years old rushed up the river embankment carrying stones.

The danger was quickly brought under control.

At this time, God seemed to have begun to pity the world, and the rain in the sky finally stopped.

Li Weidong was exhausted by this time and felt relieved. He no longer had the strength to stand up and squatted down in the mud pit.

Cui Shanhe, who had been standing behind him, hurriedly reached out to help him: "Comrade driver, are you okay?"

Li Weidong wiped the rain off his face carelessly, looked at the rough Xiaobei River, and said with a smile: "Serving the people is not tiring at all."

Cui Shanhe looked at Li Weidong, who was wet all over and his trouser legs were covered with mud, and felt that he should say something grateful.

People could have just stood aside and driven their trucks to higher ground in the village, waiting for the floods to recede.

Now he is willing to risk his life to help the commune.

But he opened his mouth several times, but in the end no sound came out.

This kind of kindness is difficult to describe in words.

Cui Shanhe turned to look at the cheering members: "Cui Daniu, come and carry the driver comrade back!"

"Ah~ come on, come on! Comrade driver, come up."

In the crowd, a thick-set young man ran over.

She squatted in front of Li Weidong and motioned for him to lie on her back.

Of course Li Weidong couldn't go up.

Just kidding, what's the point of letting a grown man carry you?

Brokeback Mountain?

If you want to carry it, it must be carried by your own apprentice - Niu Meng.

Thinking of Niu Meng, Li Weidong looked around and couldn't find her, and couldn't help but feel worried.

It has been nearly an hour since Niu Meng went to move the car, and he should have been back long ago!

Did something happen?

Just as he stood up with difficulty holding the small tree and prepared to look for his apprentice, there was a commotion in the distance.

"Hey, isn't this Cui Dake? Why are you tied up?"

"Humph, of course he did something he shouldn't have done. Auntie, have you seen my master?"

"Comrade driver, over there, he seems too tired to stand up, and the secretary is looking for someone to carry him!"

"Ah, master can't stand up. Master! Master!"

Along with a hurried call, a graceful figure ran wildly from the crowd.

The river bank was slippery, and the figure almost slipped several times, but he did not slow down and ran to Li Weidong staggeringly.

Niu Meng's little face was full of nervousness. When she saw Li Weidong standing there well, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, are you okay?"

"What can happen to you, but what's going on?" Li Weidong pointed at Cui Dake, who was tied up like a rice dumpling.

Cui Dake had turned into a mud man at this time.

His pants, cotton-padded jacket, face, and head were all covered with mud;

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, there were bright red blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth, and several strands of his hair were pulled out.

It looked like he had just rolled eighteen times in a mud puddle and been brutally ravaged by a group of tough men.

Niu Meng was still immersed in the nervous emotions just now. This was the first time in her life that she was so worried about others.

Even when she was a child, Niu Yong was surrounded by seven or eight green men and beaten, and she had never been so nervous.

It's like... it's like the people closest to you are in danger.

Niu Meng's little head couldn't figure it out, and in the end she could only attribute this emotion to her master being the person closest to her.

Hearing Li Weidong's words, she was stunned for a moment before replying: "Cui Dake, when I was moving the car just now, I found Cui Dake hiding under the truck. He must be trying to steal food."

Cui Dake was severely punished by Niu Meng several times along the way.

If you walk slowly, you will get a stick; if you walk fast, you will get a stick.

In the end, he had no choice but to walk side by side with Niu Meng. Niu Meng actually said that his right foot was lifted higher than his left foot and gave him a hard stick on the leg.

Damn you, you are a weasel, can you see so clearly?

Cui Dake had been holding back his anger for a long time, but he was afraid of being beaten and did not dare to say anything.

Seeing Cui Shanmin next to him, he felt confident and stiffened his neck and said:

"Little driver, don't talk nonsense.

I was hiding under the truck to avoid the rain, not stealing food at all.

Besides, you haven’t found any food from me!

I know that you city dwellers have always looked down upon us old farmers.

But you can’t frame me for this.”

Cui Dake's scheming can't be described as evil.

A few words not only cleared the suspicion, but also put Li Weidong and Niu Meng on the opposite side of the commune members.

For five thousand years in China, farmers have always been at the bottom of society, and even in this fairest era, there is no exception.

This unfairness will inevitably lead to discrimination.

Whether you admit it or not, this kind of discrimination has always existed.

This is exactly what is called picking up the bowl to eat and putting down the meal to scold the mother.

The members frowned when they heard this. It is indeed too much to say that the members stole things without any evidence.

His uncle Cui Shanmin also took the opportunity to walk up to Cui Shanhe and said: "Secretary, although Dake has done some stupid things in recent years, he is still a child we have watched grow up. His nature is not bad, how could he steal?"

Where’s the food for disaster relief? It’s the lifeblood of all our members!”

After saying that, he walked up to Niu Meng and said, "Little comrade, you must have misunderstood, but your vigilant spirit is worth learning from all our members, don't you think so?"

These words made Niu Meng hesitate for a moment. She was eager to show off to her master that there was indeed no evidence.

Li Weidong almost applauded these two uncles and nephews in his heart, which not only cleared the suspicion, but also gave each other a chance to step down.

However, Li Weidong was not as easy to fool as Niu Meng. He stretched out his hand to pull Niu Meng behind him and looked at Cui Shanhe: "Accountant Cui, have you lost the food? Let's go back and check."

"Okay, Driver Li is more thoughtful." Cui Dake couldn't wait for Accountant Cui to say anything, and he couldn't wait to answer.

He only stole two to three hundred kilograms of grain.

Compared with the tons of grain in the warehouse, it is inconspicuous at all.

Besides, even if Li Weidong found out that there was a shortage of food, he could let Cui Shanmin explain it with loss.

At worst, once they escape this disaster, they can give more food to Cuishan people.

Cui Shanhe, the secretary of the commune who had remained silent, nodded: "I think Driver Li's suggestion is very good. We all shouldn't rest anymore. We will all go to the commune when we get back and make sure to find out what happened."

The secretary of the commune made the final decision, and the villagers who returned to the village did not bother to wash up, so they dragged their families to the commune.

For a time, the commune was crowded.

Cui Daniu found some firewood from the commune's canteen, tied it with rags, poured some kerosene on it, and made a dozen torches.

In the dark night, the lights in Nantai Commune are brightly lit.

Cui Shanmin grabbed the corner of Li Weidong's clothes: "Comrade driver, let's check if there is any shortage of food first? You should have an account book, and it will be clear after checking it once."

Li Weidong waved his hand and said: "No need to worry."

Under Cui Shanmin's surprised gaze and Cui Dake's fearful gaze, he got under the truck and started searching with a flashlight.

Cui Dake would not hide under the truck for no reason, he must be trying to steal something.

There happens to be one thing on the truck that is more precious than food, and that is gasoline.

Stealing gasoline is not as simple as stealing food. You just pick it up and walk away. It requires tools.

When the dim flashlight passed across the ground, Li Weidong discovered a strange thing. He pinched it gently and was immediately happy.
To be continued...