The old cat rushed to the door of the Patriarch's Temple, and all three pairs of eyes stared at the embarrassed old cat in great horror.
"Stop!" the little Taoist leader shouted quickly, then pointed towards the door, and the old cat couldn't walk anymore.
The old cat meowed angrily in his heart, doing this again! What an angry cat!
"I finally cleaned the house, and you came back covered in ashes. Are you trying to get in trouble with me?" the little Taoist priest said angrily. The old cat was immobilized and couldn't move its mouth. It couldn't even meow even if it wanted to.
come out.
A small whirlwind blew towards the old cat. The old cat kept spinning in the wind like a top. The dust on the old cat was rolled out little by little, like trying on clothes. But the old cat was also almost there.
It was twisted into a knot by this little whirlwind. When the little whirlwind stopped, the old cat fell straight to the ground. It took him a long time to prop up his body with his two front paws, and then climbed up from the ground with difficulty.
The kitten walked curiously to the old cat. It was really curious that the old cat could transform. It was so amazing that it could be twisted into twists.
The old cat thought that the kitten cared so much for it, and was very pleased. It stretched out its front paws to pet the kitten.
"Meow!"
The kitten ran away with disgust, as if it was afraid of being contaminated by the old cat. It quickly ran to the director's side, hugged the director's legs and kept crawling on the director.
"Little white eyes! I hurt you in vain!" The old cat meowed miserably.
I smelled Rhubarb on the old cat many times, and I always seemed worried that the old cat was another cat pretending to be another cat.
The little Taoist priest looked at the newly renovated Patriarch Temple with great satisfaction, and then began to lecture: "You all listen to me. You can't make the house a mess in the future. If anyone is disobedient, they will be kicked out."
The little Taoist priest didn't care whether these guys could understand what he said. Anyway, the Patriarch's plan was established.
This evening, all the cadres of the Xianjiqiao brigade gathered in a classroom of Xianjiqiao Primary School for a meeting.
There was a kerosene lamp placed on the podium in the classroom, with black smoke rising from the haloed yellow flame. Even though a glass cover was installed, the flame of the kerosene lamp would still be blown by the wind and swayed from time to time.
The cadres of the Xianjiqiao Brigade were smoking cigarettes with sad faces. Obviously, they were in trouble.
When spring came, it never rained in Taipingqiao. Zhou Maolin had already felt a little uneasy. As expected, the rain had never come. If the reservoir in Taipingqiao Irrigation District hadn't been filled with water during the rainy season,
It will be difficult to transplant the early rice seedlings this year.
In the past two years, due to the regulating function of the reservoir, Xianji Bridge did not feel the severity of the widespread drought across the country. However, when the water in the reservoir was exhausted, Xianji Bridge immediately faced a severe test.
"The water in the canal has completely stopped flowing. According to the notification from the irrigation district, the water level in the reservoir is already very low. Even if all the water is pumped out, it cannot guarantee the water supply for the entire irrigation district. The double rush season is coming soon. Please inform us quickly. This year
During the early rice harvest, all production teams are not allowed to drain the water in the fields. Each production team must send people to check all the field ridges every day to ensure that the water in the rice fields does not leak. In some fields, there are many eels, and the field ridges may be drained accidentally.
The water leaked out of the hole in the rice field. We need to find a way to clean up the eels. No one can tell when the rain will fall. But if the late rice cannot be planted, we in Xianjiqiao will definitely be hungry.
." Zhou Maolin held a crumpled notepad and wrote many items on it.
Accountant Zhou Fenglai also quickly added: "The waterwheels of each production team are also going to be taken out and repaired. They have not been used for several years. I think many of the waterwheels are rotten, and some have been bitten by rats. While there are still some
Kong, we need to fix these guys quickly."
Zhou Maolin nodded: "Feng Lai is right. Not only waterwheels, threshing machines, rakes and other agricultural tools should be renovated. These are all things that have been said so many times, but...
It’s just that some production teams don’t pay attention to it. I put the ugly words first. When it comes to double grabbing, if the production team loses control, let’s see how I deal with it!”
After this meeting, Xiao Dajiang had more things to do. Xiao Dajiang was not the only carpenter in the Xianji Bridge Brigade. However, agricultural tools such as waterwheels have a somewhat complicated structure, and ordinary carpenters really don't know how to do it. Xiao Dajiang
The human brain is alive and everything can be understood at a glance. Although the structure of the waterwheel is complicated, it is not difficult for Xiao Dajiang. In the entire Xianji Bridge Brigade, apart from Xiao Dajiang, there are only two other masters who can repair the waterwheel.
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There are many types of waterwheels in Xianji Bridge, some are pedaled, some are turned by hand, and some are even propelled by water power. There are also many types of specifications, which makes the repair work of waterwheels very complicated.
"In the past, a water tanker would not break down even if it was used for decades. How many years has this canal been open to water? These water tankers are already broken like this." Xiao Dajiang couldn't help but frown when he looked at a seriously damaged water tanker.
He raised his eyebrows.
Zhou Maolin also looked ugly: "These bastards! They thought that with the reservoir, these water trucks would no longer be needed. They actually left them outside in the sun and rain. In the past, after water trucks were used, they had to be well oiled. They could leave them for as many years as they wanted.
, and it’s not easy to break.”
"Secretary Maolin, this water tanker has too many broken parts. Just relying on a few of us to repair it, we don't know how long it will take to repair it. If production is delayed by then, you can't blame me." Xiao Dajiang said worriedly.
"What use are you to blame? As many as can be repaired. Repair as many as possible. I hope it rains soon. These water trucks will not be used." Zhou Maolin said.
When Xiao Dajiang has something to do, the little Taoist master will naturally not be idle. The water wheel that seems difficult to others is not a difficult task for the ingenious little Taoist priest. Xiao Dajiang gave some guidance, and the little Taoist master
It can easily disassemble the components of the water tanker one by one and assemble them back smoothly.
"Chang Xing, have the rice fields on your mountain dried up?" Xiao Dajiang asked.
The Taoist priest shook his head: "There are springs in the mountains, but we can't use them."
Even if there is no mountain spring water, the rice fields along the trail will not survive.
"That's good. If we continue as we are now, if there is no water from the canal, all the rice fields in Xianjiqiao will dry up in ten days or eight months. These water trucks will have to be put to use. Who knows?
It has been parked for two or three years without use, and the water tanker is now so damaged.
Xiao Dajiang knocked a wooden tenon off a water tanker loose, and several pieces of wood fell out. He squeezed it gently with his hands, and a piece of wood came off. The wood was actually rotten. The waterwheels are all wooden structures, and they are pumping water.
It has to withstand a lot of force when it is in use, so the wood used to make the waterwheel is of relatively good quality.
"These waterwheels are in this state. Even if they are repaired, can they still be used?" asked the little Taoist priest.
"Who knows? It's better to treat a dead horse as a living horse." Xiao Dajiang said.
