The relationship between the military and civilians.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the Hongchuan River was like a deflated ball. The river water fell to its original appearance, like a red band, flowing gently slowly.

Xia Jian and Zhao Hong led the villagers to stand in front of the sliding soil, looking helpless. Half of the northern mountain slid down, and the amount of soil produced was not a small number. Cleaning up? Where to clean it? This is a big problem.

Just as Xia Jian was thinking hard, the sound of large machines and cars honking their horns came from the other side of the river. Xia Jian turned around and saw that there were several excavators and forklifts. At the end, there were several green military vehicles, with soldiers standing on it.

"Mr. Xia!" Mayor Zhao ran out of a car, and he greeted Xia Jian from a distance.

Xia Jian welcomed the past and asked anxiously: "How is the situation in the downstream village? Are there any villages affected?"

"Thanks to your reminder, from the moment, the problem is not very big. But the villagers can save themselves. What they never expected was that a landslide would occur in your village. This was our work mistake. I was a little sorry for the countryside of Xiping Village." Mayor Zhao grabbed Xia Jian's hand tightly and said with guilt.

Xia Jian shook his head and said, "You can't blame you for this. Beishan has never had any signs of this, and there has been no human damage in recent years, so this incident is really an accident.

Mayor Zhao nodded and walked to the landslide with Xia Jian, looking at the pile of black soil. Neither of them spoke, and hundreds of acres of vegetable greenhouses were crushed. The loss this time was so great.

"Mr. Xia! You are smart. Think about it carefully. Is it necessary to clear this pile of soil? Besides, where to clear it! This is equivalent to moving half of the mountain away." Mayor Zhao said, shook his head helplessly.

Zhao Hong came over and glanced at Xia Jian who was silent and said, "Even if all this soil is removed, nothing can be used when the things pressed down below."

"This place is a hundred acres of good land, so it can't be abandoned in vain!" Chen Erniu sighed and said with a pity.

Xia Jian suddenly said to Mayor Zhao: "Since it is difficult to remove these soils, why don't we solve them on the spot? We will not move them yet, so put them here."

"Solve on the spot? What is the solution? Tell me quickly," Mayor Zhao asked anxiously.

Xia Jian pointed with his hand and said, "Using a forklift to flatten the soil that has been sliding down, push it into a flat ground. We will build a vegetable greenhouse on the flat ground. Of course, we can push half of the mountain that has not yet been sliding down in the north mountain."

"This is OK! It's really a good idea," Mayor Zhao said happily.

Zhao Hongze shook his head and said, "The soil that has been sliding down is all raw, so you must not grow vegetables. This issue needs to be considered carefully."

Xia Jian smiled and said, "I have thought about this. We can get some cooked soil from other places and spread it on it. In this way, we grow vegetables and cultivate cooked soil. In a few years, this problem should be easy to solve."

"That's all." Zhao Hong finally saw a smile on her face.

Mayor Zhao immediately called in the relevant staff and took all-round photos of the sliding Beishan. He wanted to report these information to the market.

At this moment, Ouyang Hong and Wang Youdao also came here in a car. Seeing this scene, everyone's faces were blocked by a faint sadness.

Ouyang Hong patted Zhao Hong on the shoulder and said, "Don't be sad anymore. With everyone's help, the disaster in Xiping Village will soon pass." Zhao Hong nodded and did not say anything. She knew in her heart that even if the vegetable greenhouse was rebuilt, the glory of the past would not come again.

After hearing Mayor Zhao's report, Wang Youdao nodded with a serious look on his face. He also greeted Xia Jian politely, and then took a bus to see the disaster situation in other places.

Ouyang Hong did not leave, but communicated with Xia Jian for a long time. After everyone formulated the construction plan, Mayor Zhao went to find the troops' leaders.

After these machines slowly drove in, Xia Jian and Ouyang Hong left the scene. Because there was a lot of work to communicate, Mayor Zhao stayed.

In Zhao Hong's office, Ouyang Hong said to Xia Jian with a serious expression: "I really didn't expect that such a thing would happen. Fortunately, you called Mayor Zhao in advance and recovered some of them to avoid losses, otherwise the consequences would be really unthinkable."

Xia Jian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Xiping Village Agricultural Cooperative, our entrepreneurial group is an investor. This loss has also affected our economic interests. I want to make a comprehensive report to the group. As for the later reconstruction of the greenhouse, it may all depend on Xiping Village itself."

"This problem is not big. We have money, but it's just that it's heartbreaking," Zhao Hong said with a long breath.

Ouyang Hong smiled and said, "It seems that the construction of new rural areas in your village will be postponed."

"Hey! Stop talking about the new countryside. Even the current village appearance of Xiping Village, there is no other such village in Pingdu City. Village roads, village committees, village primary schools, and villages like this," Xia Jian said with a smile. He was saying mercy to Zhao Hong.

Xiping Village after the heavy rain was very cool. Sitting in the office on the third floor, the cool breeze blew, making people feel extremely comfortable. If it weren't for the big event of landslides, it would be a good thing for the three of them to sit together and chat.

But just as Xia Jian was thinking about this, someone suddenly shouted at the gate of the village committee: "The house of the old village chief has collapsed!"

When Zhao Hong heard this, she immediately stood up. While taking out her cell phone, she said anxiously: "Why did I forget their home?"

Although Xia Jian was not interested in this family, he could not ignore such a thing. He quickly stood up and walked downstairs with Zhao Hong. Ouyang Hong also followed quickly. No one dared to be careless if such a thing happened.

It turned out that after the disaster in the whole village last time, most of the people in the village accepted the reconstruction of the village, but Wang Degui was so worried that he would not accept the help of the village committee. Among the three houses in his house, the east house was still three dirt houses. It was raining so heavily in the morning, and it would be strange if the yard was not drained well, it would be strange if it did not collapse.

Zhao Hong ran in front while shouting loudly, and the villagers quickly followed.

There were already many villagers in the courtyard of Wang Degui’s family. The house to the east had collapsed in the middle of the courtyard, with tiles, wood, and adobe mixed together, which made people feel particularly uncomfortable.

"Is there anything wrong with people?" Xia Jian asked loudly as soon as he stepped into the door.

Chen Erniu, who had arrived early, hurriedly turned around and said to Xia Jian: "It's okay, but half of the wall in the east is not pushed down, there may be safety hazards."

"Then push it down! What are you waiting for?" Xia Jian said loudly, and the people had already squeezed in. Everyone hurriedly gave way to both sides.

In front of the collapsed house, Wang Degui was covered in mud and his face looked ugly. Chen Yueqin's hands were covered in blood, and it seemed that the injury suffered from the collapsed house.

Chen Erniu glanced at Xia Jian and said, "I won't let you push me."

"Why?" Xia Jian asked coldly.

Wang Degui turned around and looked at Xia Jian and said, "If this wall collapses, the whole yard will be open without any security, so this wall cannot be pushed down. Besides, if there was no such heavy rain, this wall would not have collapsed for ten or eight years."

"No one can tell this matter. For the safety of your family and the people of Xiping Village, I think it's better to push it down!" Xia Jian said loudly.

Wang Degui glared at Xia Jian and shouted angrily: "What are you talking about? What impact does this wall have on the people of Xiping Village in my yard?"

"You are right. If this courtyard wall falls into your yard, the victim is only your family, but what if it falls into the village? If someone happens to pass by, what will you think it will be like?" Xia Jiande was not right, and he choked coldly.

Ouyang Hong had already heard the meaning of Wang Degui's words. She grabbed Xia Jian and smiled and said, "I think Mr. Xia's consideration is very correct. This wall should be pushed down immediately. But the old village chief can rest assured. I will arrange someone to build a new wall for your family immediately. This is OK!"

"You are not lying, are you?" Chen Yueqin, who had not spoken, asked this question with a trembling body.

Ouyang Hong was shocked when she saw her appearance. She said loudly: "No, I'll supervise here. Go back to the room quickly. Chen Erniu, please ask Mo Yan to bring some medical supplies from the village committee and bandage her."

Without Chen Erniu's words, Mo Yan had already taken the lead in running towards the village committee. Xia Jian let out a long sigh and shouted to Chen Erniu: "Schedule people quickly and remove the collapsed houses immediately, and complete the construction tonight."

"Don't be so anxious!" Chen Erniu glanced at Xia Jian and said in a low voice.

Xia Jian thought for a while and raised his voice to the villagers in the yard, shouting: "Everyone should pay attention, especially those with adobe houses and adobe courtyard walls. Although the heavy rain this morning has passed, no one can guarantee that it will not fall this night or tomorrow."

After Xia Jian said this, many villagers shook their heads and didn't seem to believe what he said. But Chen Erniu believed it. He immediately took the lead and began to clean up the collapsed house of Wang Degui's house.

Mo Yan took back the medicine and pulled Chen Yueqin into the upper room. Wang Degui stood in the middle of the yard and refused to leave. Seeing his desolate appearance, Xia Jian couldn't help but say to him: "You go back to the house to change your clothes, I'll keep you here. If you dig out something that can be used, I'll let the villagers stay for you."

Wang Degui turned around and glanced at Xia Jian blankly and said, "What do you mean is there will be heavy rainstorms? Did you get any news from where did you get what kind of news in advance?"
Chapter completed!