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Chapter 82: The Mind of an Honest Man(2/2)

Xue Xiang said anxiously: "Old Fang, tell me the truth, we, thousands of men, can't even repair these two holes? I asked Lao Gao about the water level here, and it's only seven or eight meters deep.

If you put 10,000 bags of sand and soil, will it still be filled up?”

Fang LaoShi said: "Mr.

Even though it was hit twice and a big hole was created, the embankment is still solid and can withstand it for ten years. But now, after being hit by that

Two big holes can't just be filled up like this. The holes inside are shaken, and it's unclear what they will look like. Therefore, it seems that the embankment only needs to guard the positions of these two holes, but in fact

The entire embankment has become a hidden danger. We are scattered on this three or four-mile long embankment, and the rows are not full. How can we protect it?"

After Fang Laoshi's words, Xue Xiang's heart dropped. He, a layman in water conservancy, now realized that he had made things simple. When he was in despair, he suddenly said: "Old Fang, since there is no possibility of holding on,

Why didn't you tell me earlier and still let everyone go through such trouble?" Xue Xiang discovered the contradiction.

Indeed, if it was really hopeless, why didn't Lao Fang tell him earlier and let thousands of people work for hours digging out so many mounds of earth? Could it be that he wanted to watch the fun?

Sure enough, after Xue Xiang asked, Lao Fang remained silent for a long time before he raised his head and said: "County Magistrate Xue, it is not impossible to save the levee, but, just..."

"Don't bother with me, you've already been here, and you're still playing tricks on me?" Xue Xiang slapped Fang Laoshi on the shoulder, scowling. He was really annoyed at the moment, he didn't expect such an honest Zhuang.

The farmer also played tricks on himself and gave himself a ladder to go up to the house. Besides, he, Mr. Xue, had no intention of coming down from the house. It was really depressing to be plotted like this. (To be continued...
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