Suddenly feeling a chill coming over his body, Zhang An woke up in a daze and found that it was raining heavily outside the window.
There are still some raindrops falling into the room. Just listening to the sound of the rain, you can tell that the rain is not small, and there is a loud splashing outside.
Zhang An quickly got up from the bed and closed all the windows at home.
The temperature at night was not high, but after the rain, it was quite freezing.
Zhang An looked around the windows in his home to see if there were any leaks.
When I got downstairs, I found that my parents had already gotten up and were now taking care of those weak white insects in the silkworm room.
The temperature of the silkworm room downstairs was not greatly affected because Wang Fang closed the windows tightly.
Moreover, there was an old quilt hanging on the window, so there was no cool breeze blowing in, and the temperature did not drop too fast.
Then Zhang An walked to the third floor, where he wanted to see Huatou's lair.
The flower head's nest is placed under the eaves, which can provide shelter from wind and rain.
But tonight, not only was it raining heavily, but the wind was also strong, and it just blew the rain into the room.
The eagle's nest was hatching eggs at the moment, and Zhang An didn't want them to get caught in the rain.
Eggs at this time are more likely to become bad if they are exposed to rain.
This is also the main reason why more bad guys appear when goshawks are hatching eggs in the wild.
The open-air nest is fine if it is exposed to the sun every day, but if it is exposed to too much rain, no matter how good the eggs are, they will inevitably go bad.
Zhang An came to the roof of the building. At this moment, a deep layer of rainwater had accumulated on the roof.
Fortunately, Zhang An was wearing sandals, and the water was already deep enough to cover Zhang An's insteps.
As expected by Zhang An, the rain was so deflected that it had already hit the wall of his house.
At this moment, Zhang An saw that the wooden board used to build a nest for the flower head was already covered with rainwater.
The nests under Huatou and Baiyu also became wet.
Zhang An took the bamboo hat he brought and tied it to the eaves.
In this way, the rainwater that drifts in can be blocked by the bamboo hat, and the flower heads can also be drilled out from the side without affecting travel.
Hua Tou and Bai Yu became a little alert when they noticed the movement. When they saw it was Zhang An, they squatted back.
Zhang An discovered that the feathers all over Huatou's body were soaked by the rain.
This guy deserves to be a father, using his body to protect the white feathers inside.
As for the white feathers squatting in the nest, only one piece was wet, and the rest were blocked by the flower heads.
With Zhang Anfang's bamboo hat, you don't have to worry about rainwater drifting in when it rains heavily in the future.
Zhang An brought the flower head into the house and wiped the rainwater dripping from it with a dry towel.
Nothing was going on here at Huatou, so Zhang An went downstairs to take a look at the fish pond.
With such heavy rain, the deep space reserved in the fish pond may not last long.
Zhang An returned home and dug out a simple raincoat made of plastic cloth.
Then I put on a big bamboo hat and went out towards the fish pond with a flashlight.
The rain is really heavy. If you go out with an umbrella, you probably won't be able to hold it for long.
When he arrived at the edge of the pond, Zhang An saw that the water level in the fish pond had surged, and now the water in the pond was almost overflowing.
Because of the lack of oxygen in the rain, fish are constantly jumping in the water, breathing fresh air.
Seeing that the water level was about to overflow the pond mouth, Zhang An quickly went to open the sluice gate.
Even if you do this, some fish will flow into the river along the drainage outlet.
But Zhang An didn't care at all. There wasn't much in his space, but there were a lot of fish.
Zhang An fully opened the water outlet in the drainage gate, and the water in the pond slowly disappeared.
But the situation was much better than Zhang An imagined, with few fish swimming outside.
It turns out that at this moment, all the fish in the pond are fighting for breath on the surface of the water, and there are only a few fish left at the bottom.
Even if there are, it is only some small fry that are carried out by the current.
After the rain continued for about an hour, it gradually became lighter.
Although the water surface of the fish pond is still very lively, it is much calmer than just now.
Zhang An estimated the amount of rain and closed the open floodgate, leaving only a small opening to continue to discharge water.
To prevent the water from pouring out of the pond and flooding your backyard over time.
Early the next morning, Zhang An was woken up by his mother.
Zhang An got up and took a look and found that the old uncle had come over to call for someone.
No wonder the old mother woke him up today. Normally, Wang Fang would not wake him up when nothing happened.
"Uncle is here, what can I do?"
While washing his face, Zhang An said hello to his uncle.
"It rained so hard last night that a wall of mud rushed down the slope of the stone pass, and now the road is blocked."
When the old uncle heard this, he told Zhang An his purpose of coming.
"So I'm here to find you. Let's go over together later and clear the road, otherwise the village won't be able to leave."
"Okay, I'll change my clothes and go there."
When Zhang An was washing up, he saw that Zhang An had already gone out first with his tools, and the old man also went to inform other people.
This is a collective matter, and it doesn't matter which family has more people or less.
Everyone at home would always come when called. When the old man called, he would go over with shovels and hoes to help.
After all, it would be a good thing for everyone if the road is dug earlier and this road can be opened earlier.
Although there is a word "stone" on the stone pass, it is actually just a dirt bag with a large dirt slope next to it.
In Zhang An's impression, whenever it rains heavily every year, a wall of mud will be washed away by the water.
There is nothing anyone can do about this kind of thing.
It's strange to say that the mountain is full of mud, with no rocks on the side facing the road.
In the past, many trees were planted on the mountain, but when it rained heavily, even the roots of the trees would be washed away.
This kind of landslide and mud-rock road phenomenon does not happen every day in the mountains, but it can be said to be very common.
Compared with other places, Changqing is just an intersection and has little impact on everyone.
In previous years, someone suggested building a fortress from the road ridge to get up.
This will stop the falling mud and eliminate the need to dig the road every time.
But experienced people will see that this method simply doesn’t work.
The slope is quite high. If we want to build a fort ridge, how high a stone wall must be built.
This would cost a lot, and the village simply couldn't afford it.
Moreover, even if a stone wall is built, the fort cannot withstand such a large mud and stone road rushing down.
If you want to fundamentally solve this problem, just dig up the soil slopes on the mountain.
As a result, there is no mud on the slope, and no matter how heavy the rain is, there will be nothing to wash it away.
But this idea is even more fanciful and unrealistic for now.
Although the slope in front of us is not big, so it is not like Foolish Old Man moving mountains, but the amount of money it would cost to go in is simply not worth it.
So after much thought, we decided to wait until it washes down and then clean it up slowly.
Anyway, everyone only spared a little time, and nothing else was delayed.
Moreover, the amount of debris washed away in the past two years has been much less than before.
In a few more years, it probably won't collapse so much.
As for safety, everyone is used to it now. When it rains so hard, everyone knows that this place will collapse, so who will come here?
What's more, the old uncle also hired someone to make several warning signs and planted them at intersections.
In the past, Changqing Qiaotou led out of the village gently, and there was no such bumpkin as Shiyakou.
But every time it rained, a wall collapsed from the mountain. Over time, it piled up here.
Zhang An changed his clothes and put on a pair of long rubber shoes.
Although it wasn't raining heavily outside at the moment, it was still falling sparsely.
So Zhang An still wore the same equipment as last night and went out to help with a shovel.
"Uncle."
"Brother Anzi."
Zhang An walked to the road and found that Huang Ming and Zhou Yang were also coming with hoes and dung baskets.
"You guys are here too, I thought you were still sleeping."
"When I heard it was raining so heavily last night, I knew we had to work together today, so how could we continue to sleep."
This job basically happens every year, and everyone in the village is used to it.
Anyway, just treat it as if we all came together to have fun, brag, and finish it all morning.
Several people came to the blockage at the stone pass. Many uncles had already arrived early and started to clean it up.
Zhang An and the others did not stand and watch, but joined the emergency repair team with the guy in their hands.
The cleaned mud does not need to be carried far, it can be piled directly under the curb next to it.
There is a nest under this roadside, and people used to grow some peppers here.
However, it doesn’t matter who owns this place. After everyone knew that it would be used to pile mud, the village did not allow them to plant it here.
Maybe if we continue to fill it with soil year after year, we may be able to fill it in level in the future.
I don’t know for sure when the time comes, but a parking lot can be built here, which is also a good choice.
There were a lot of people coming to the village at the moment, and the streets were full of people. Everyone was talking to each other.
Bragging while working, everyone was working enthusiastically even though they were sweating profusely.
It is also at this time that young people like Zhang An can feel the collective atmosphere of the past.
Now, unlike in the past, there are many people at home in the village.
The old uncle was just walking around the village, with one or two people coming from each house, and there were sixty or seventy people on the road.
It would be great if, many years from now, a dozen or so people could be hired for such a job.
Because at that time, the village was full of hobbling old people, and the young people had gone out to work.
Although the pile of mud that collapsed was not small, this section of the road was tightly blocked.
But everyone came here and worked for more than three hours, and the road was completely cleared.
Some people even find it unsatisfying. They have just finished warming up and have already dug up the mound of soil.
Therefore, the saying that there is strength in numbers is still true.
"Anzi, come to my house for a drink tonight."
On the way home for dinner, the old uncle said hello to Zhang An.
"Okay, I'll go over there tonight."
Zhang An did not refuse the old uncle's invitation.
According to the old uncle's usual temperament, if he can speak in front of so many people, he must have something to do with him.
Otherwise, I would just come to the door later and say something.
When they reached the end of the bridge, Zhang An originally planned to go to the river to wash the mud off his water shoes.
But now the water level in the river has not only risen, but the water has become turbid.
So Zhang An also gave up his plan to go into the river and went home and turned on the faucet to rinse again.
When Zhang An and Zhang Jianguo returned home, Wang Fang was wiping the mulberry leaves they had just picked.
It rained all night last night, and even when I woke up this morning, there was still light rain.
So the mulberry leaves are all covered with water and very moist.
Although the environment in the mountains is very good now, the rain is quite clean.
But if such mulberry leaves are fed directly to silkworms, they will definitely start to have diarrhea as soon as they eat them, and they will die soon after.
So you have to wipe it with a clean towel and let it dry for a while.
Wait until the water vapor on the leaves has dried before putting them into the silkworm plaque for feeding.
When Wang Fang saw Zhang An and his wife coming back, she opened the bamboo cover on the table and prepared to have lunch.
Zhang An got up in the morning and went out with a shovel to dig a road without having breakfast.
Now looking at the steaming food on the table, my stomach can't hold it in any longer.
At that moment, I took a bowl and soaked a few spoonfuls of green bean soup and began to worship my five internal organs.
"Xiao An, the two little fragrant pigs at home seem to have had cubs."
It rained today, so the animals in the pen were not let out.
They all stayed in the circle obediently, waiting for Wang Fang to feed them.
When Wang Fang went to feed the pigs, she noticed something strange about some of the pigs.
I was very excited some time ago and liked the pig that climbed through the arches and the wall.
Today he became very docile and even slept on the ground after eating.
Wang Fang has been raising pigs for so many years. One look at the pigs and she knew that the two at home must be pregnant.
The pigs raised at home were all butchered, but Zhang An kept the male fragrant pig.
Because it is not easy to find a fragrant pig breed around here, and there will be no suitable ones after cutting.
"You've already raised a cub?"
Zhang An even felt that it was a little too fast. In his impression, it had only been a short time since he bought the fragrant pigs.
But in fact, it has been quite a while. I bought it at the beginning of the year, and it is already five or six months old.
As for the fragrant pig species, it is generally ready for breeding when it is four or five months old.
"Then according to this situation, I can bake one and try it during the Chinese New Year."
In the future, not only will the family be able to roast lamb, but also suckling pig, and this life will become more and more exciting.
This is also a good thing for the family.
After lunch, the dark clouds dispersed and the sky began to clear up.
"Daddy, can you make me a top? They all have it but I don't have one."
Zhang An, who was about to go out to see the fields, found Li Yao dragging a sand tree stick over.
"Okay, godfather will make a good one for you."
Li Yao has been very good during this period. Not only did he finish his summer homework, but he also practiced calligraphy obediently.
Of course, such a good performance needs to be well rewarded, so Zhang An agreed immediately.
Zhang An picked up the sand tree stick that Li Yao brought over, took a look at it, and threw it aside.
"This wood is not good. My godfather will find a good one for you."
Hardwoods are generally used to cut tops, and softwoods like sand trees are not suitable.