The people responsible for this matter were the county captain and the local chief. He asked about it at the time, and they all said that it was extremely strong and that it was not a dangerous dam. Generally, there is no problem for a newly built dam to last for ten years. Even if you are a little bit worse,
Seven or eight years is always okay, right?
As a result, it collapsed within five years. It was still past the flood season. If it hadn't been...
Magistrate Fu couldn't help but shudder just thinking about the consequences.
The court will not care who built the dam. As long as something happens during his term, it will be his responsibility.
So he has to repair the dam, and he has to repair it well!
But where does the money come from?
Mr. Zhuang rarely sat down to eat and drink with Mr. Bai, and the two of them were also talking about the dam. "The district chief has already come to see me today, saying that the county government may issue a service order."
Mr. Zhuang nodded, "It's the end of autumn now, and it will be cold in a month. It's best to build the river dam at this time, otherwise the laborers will not be able to bear it when the weather gets cold."
After all, building river dams is different from building roads and digging for water conservancy. People can still stand in the water. If the weather is too cold, people cannot go down at all. If they force themselves to go down, if they get sick, they may die.
Mr. Zhuang is not worried about anything else but money. “I don’t know where the county magistrate wants to allocate this money.”
Mr. Bai didn't say anything. Who knows this?
This county magistrate is not as clean as the previous one, but the previous one...
Mr. Bai frowned, how could the dike in Dingjiang Village collapse in just five years?
At this time, Zhou Dalang was talking to his family about the construction of the Dingjiang Village embankment. "...At the beginning, a lot of stones and wood were sent, as well as a kind of mud, which is said to be waterproof. When the embankment is built, it can be painted on.
It was waterproof. But then someone said that the mud was useless. They had never heard that mud could be waterproof, so they took the mud away again."
Man Bao listened with great interest and moved the wooden pier forward. She sat next to her father and listened with her little face propped up. When her elder brother finished speaking, she quickly asked, "Brother, is there any difference between building a dam and building water conservancy?"
"Of course there is. No matter how much the water in the river is blocked, it will never stop blocking it. Therefore, the laborers built in the mouth are standing in the water. Each person should stand for an hour. You can't stand for too long, otherwise the legs will be damaged.
The flesh will be red, just like insect bites."
When Zhou Dalang said this, he looked at Zhou Lang and said: "So when you go to serve, you must not offend the yamen guard, otherwise he will make you stand in the water all day long and you can't take turns. I'm afraid you won't be able to finish your service."
, you can’t use these legs.”
Zhou Lang looked down at his legs and shivered violently.
He didn't want to go, so he looked at his father with a confused look, "Dad, I, I'm not a boy yet, I'll be eighteen in another month."
Lao Zhoutou took out the shredded tobacco. He finally had shredded tobacco. He took a puff silently and said: "It's not too young. I'll go to the head of the village in two days and report you as a Ding. Then the land will be divided."
of."
Although he shouldn't, Zhou Dalang couldn't help but be happy. He didn't want to do hard labor, especially labor in building river dams.
He patted Zhou Lang on the shoulder and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
Xiao Qian was also very happy. When making dinner, she even applied to her mother-in-law and boiled two eggs for Zhou Lang.
Zhou Lang, who received special treatment for the first time:...
Manbao couldn't empathize with her fourth brother, so she was not affected at all. Instead, she happily ate all the rice in her bowl, and then went to count and divide the money.
After all the money was divided, I wrote to Miss Fu Er in the light of the sun that had not yet set. She told Miss Fu Er that her fourth brother might be going to serve in the army. She was very interested in the materials for building river dams, and she also
Ask her if there is really waterproof mud in the world.
Is there any waterproof mud in the world?
Of course there is.
In addition to stones, wood and clay, this kind of waterproof mud is also the main procurement material for the county government, so he and the chief clerk calculated the money and finally decided to issue a river donation.
Of course, taxes could not be released just because he wanted to. County Magistrate Fu had to apply, but before applying, he first applied for the cost of building the river dam.
Sure enough, he was called back, and then he handed over the official document applying for river donation. This time it came out quickly, but the amount of river donation was reduced by half.
However, this was within Magistrate Fu's expectation, and he did not dwell on the matter anymore. Six days had passed since the dam breached, and it would be really cold if he didn't start building the dam.
When the village chief and his people went door-to-door to collect river donations, the order came down, and Zhou Lang went to pack his luggage with a grimace.
Although his family decided to let him serve in the military, he still insisted on going to the county town every day to sell ginger, because he had nothing to do at home. When he went to the county town, he could eat one meat bun and one vegetarian bun at noon every day, right?
However, in order to nourish his body and make him stronger, the food the family provides him has become much better. Now the best-fed people in the family are Manbao and him.
No, it should be said that he eats better than Man Bao.
Because Manbao eats less, he eats more.
He eats two eggs every morning, meat buns for lunch, and meat or eggs when he comes home in the evening. It's a pity that the time is too short, and he will have to serve before he can gain weight.
Hedian is called donation, but it doesn't all depend on your will. You can donate if you want or don't donate if you don't want to. Except for a few poor households who have been circled by the county magistrate, all other households must pay a certain amount of donations.
This time we only collect money, not food.
Because the grain was collected, the county magistrate had to worry about converting the grain into money to buy materials. Fortunately, the donation was cut in half, it was not very heavy, and each family could still afford it.
And rich people like Mr. Bai will donate more.
Master Bai donated ten taels of silver at once, which made the village chief smile and narrow his eyes. He walked all the way to the village to collect the money with a very good expression on his face.
Man Bao happened to be at home, so he stood at the door curiously to see what was going on inside.
Lao Zhoutou paid the money and called Zhou Lang to his side for the chief to see, "Chief, this is my fourth boy. He will be a boy next month."
The commander squinted at Zhou Lang and saw that although he was thin, he was in good spirits and strong. He nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Is he going to serve this time?"
"Yes, it is logically his turn. When he comes back from the river dam, the family should prepare a house for him to start a family."
Naturally, Ding Tian is a must to have a family. The village leader laughed and patted Zhou Lang on the shoulder. He was in a good mood today, so he relaxed and said: "There are only two children in the village who have grown up this year. It is easy to divide the fields.
When the time comes, divide it into two equal portions and let them draw lots."
Lao Zhoutou breathed a sigh of relief and gave him the twenty cents he had been holding in his sleeve. Then he patted Zhou Lang on the back and said, "Why don't you thank the director quickly?"
Zhou Lang quickly bent down and thanked him.
The headman took the money and said with a smile: "This is my job, you're welcome."
In addition to the money, Lao Zhoutou also prepared a bag of ginger for the village chief. He said: "The ones grown in the vegetable garden at home are not worth much. You can take them back and make tea."