Feng Xing

"The wind has risen, the wind has risen." People shouted from afar.

The wind shouted over there, and the crowd immediately became chaotic.

Fan Jinchuan and Fang Fengsheng still did not respond, until they told a bureau that the two had come to find a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

"The wind is just a breeze, what's the fear?"

The government office called Ahu hurriedly said: "Adult, this place is different from the interior, facing the sea, and there are many winds in the fall. The strong winds are usually accompanied by heavy rain, and there are no fewer cases of ruining and pulling trees."

"In the morning, I clearly watched the blue sky as if it was washed, and this god turned over too quickly." Xiao Qi said.

"The weather along the coast is like this. It changes rapidly, and it is still advanced to hide."

Master Song is also asking Fan Jinchuan to go in to hide the rain.

Fan Jinchuan saw some farmers who came to pay taxes and grains, and he said to Master Song: "It's okay to be an official, nothing is wrong, Song Liangchang still finds a place for farmers to avoid rain, they bring food, if food Once it rains, it won't be."

"Adults can rest assured that this can't be less."

Fan Jinchuan even led people forward to help. The adults all helped. Naturally, the others couldn't stand. They could not wait for this group of people to avoid the Song's house. He heard a bang outside, and heavy rain was coming.

Looking out from the house at this time, it felt like the sky was suddenly dark, and there was already a vast country outside.

Some people sighed, others were worried, and no one was happy.

Fan Jinchuan couldn't understand their attitude, and finally an old farmer gave the answer.

It turned out that there have been many disasters in this place in Taizhou over the years, either floods, droughts, or wind disasters, so the weather this year was smooth and rainy. Until the autumn grains were all collected, nothing happened, which surprised many farmers.

But I never expected that there would be this waiting here.

The area near Haian is considered to be the Lixiahe Plain. The terrain around it is high in the surroundings and low in the middle, which is very prone to flooding.Once the floods plunder, people will not live on.

After listening to this, Fan Jinchuan raised questions: "Here the waterways are dense and connected to the Yellow Sea, and the low-lying terrain only requires dredging at the estuary. Why is there frequent flooding every year but it cannot be resolved?"

This question is too esoteric, and no one can answer it. After all, they are ignorant farmers.Master Song's eyes flashed aside, but he didn't speak.

Seeing that Fan Jinchuan's eyebrows were tightening, he said: "In autumn, once it rains, it will get cold. Master Fan and the little one go in and drink some tea to warm up."

Knowing that Fan Jinchuan is a character who loves the people like a child, he said: "As for these folks, naturally there is also a supply of warm tea, and they will be arranged in a few moments."

Fan Jinchuan then brought Fang Fengsheng and others together with Master Song.

...

Although the Song family is the people of the countryside, they have been large households for so many years. They have accumulated a lot in the family, and the house is built with style.

There are three entering courtyards before and after. Although not as magnificent as some wealthy households in the city, it is also the first in this country.

Fan Jinchuan had always been worried about the flooding words said by the old peasant, and he didn't frown. Master Song wanted to talk a few times. He didn't have much interest. Seeing that the outside was getting bigger and bigger, Master Song could only say goodbye to go around and leave. .

Only Fan Jinchuan and Fang Fengsheng were left in the house, and Uncle Yu and others were in the ear room.

"Brother Fang Xian, you said why the floods are frequent here, is it really a meal of the corpses of local officials? I have checked the local county records before and learned that disasters are frequent here, only because of the local climate, it seems to be more than that now."

Fang Fengsheng grumbled and said, "The place is frequently affected by disasters, and the court has repeatedly sent people for relief. How can it be ignored. Since it has never been resolved, there must be no obstacle that cannot be solved."

"What is that obstacle?"

Feng Sheng shook his head: "I don't know."

...

The rain continued until it was dark, and there was no stopping.Mr. Song personally said that Fan Jinchuan and others were hosted for a banquet, but he refused it, only because the weather was abnormal and he was not in a mood.

Helpless, Master Song can only order people to send some food to Fan Jinchuan and others, of course, those farmers have not been ignored.

Fan Jinchuan and Fang Fengsheng had dinner, and it was extremely depressed to see the rain outside.It was always so disturbing, it was really upsetting, so he let people take umbrellas to see what happened to the farmers.

Unlike their high-bed heating houses, these farmers are just placed in a large warehouse.

The ground in the barn was dry, and some quilts and straw were brought in. These people would be there, enough to spend it.Fan Jinchuan also knew that he could not ask the Song family to entertain these farmers in accordance with the rules for entertaining him. When they saw that they had hot meals and hot water, they didn't say much.

However, these farmers were worried, and were blocked here by the rain, and they didn't know how to stay at home for a while.

"Dad, there are only his mother and a few children at home. Why don't you wait here? I'll go back in the rain?"

"It's like this outside, how do you go back? It's dark again, don't you die?"

"But this time, who knows when it will be."

The old man sighed: "Wait again, wait until the rain continues tomorrow, let's go back."

There are many conversations like this. It seems that farmers are naturally sensitive to weather changes, so they anticipate that the rain may not end so easily.

It wasn't until the next day that everyone knew what happened last night.

Many of the trees outside were uprooted, standing high and looking down, and the low-lying places became a piece of Zeguo.The farmers couldn't stand it anymore, they would rather brave the heavy rain and rush back.

Fan Jinchuan couldn't persuade him, but could only watch these people sink into the heavy rain.

On the third day, the rain was still falling and Fan Jinchuan couldn't sit still.

He asked the Song family to come to Dou Li and said that he would go out to see what was going on outside. Fang Fengsheng couldn't help him and could only accompany him.In addition to bringing a bureaucracy, the two also brought Uncle Yu, along with the people who the Song family was worried about following, and a group of people left the Song family's house.

Fan Jinchuan is to see where there is water, in addition to rivers, and nearby ponds.

The water in the pond had already flooded out, and the water level in the river was visible to the naked eye.

"Come on, sir."

In the heavy rain, even the voice of people's speech becomes extremely small.

Fan Jinchuan refused to leave, but was finally dragged away.

...

"How to solve this situation?"

No one spoke, and Mr. Song accompanied him with a smile and said, "I'm relieved that this place is troubled by water and trouble. There is experience in the area. If the rain is heavy, we will definitely take the villagers to a high place to hide from the rain. , And each village has houses to hide from the rain and water, so don’t worry about killing yourself."

What about the farmland?What about the house?What about animals?What about food?After all, not every house can be built like the Song family.Standing on the high slope of the Song family and looking down, it gives people a sense of condescension, but it also makes people feel hopeless.

Fan Jinchuan gave Master Song a hard look and walked away.

"What did I say that offended the adult? This is also the truth, the truth!" Mr. Song seemed very wrong.

Feng Sheng pursed his lips and said, "Adult is anxious in your heart. Don't worry about it."

After leaving this, she hurried out.

After the county government and his party left, Mr. Song pouted fiercely on the ground, revealing a sarcastic smile.

...

Fan Jinchuan stood under the eaves in front of the Song family's door and looked at the water outside.

Suddenly someone approached, he just turned his head and looked at the other person without speaking.

"Isn't it strange that the waterways are dense here, but there is a flood every year? Let's go, I will show you why."

An old farmer, whose name is unknown, he stayed at the Song family since the beginning of the rain. The other farmers rushed back, but he did not leave.

He is very old, with a ravine on his face, a reddish copper skin, and a curved spine, which is a trace of his life.

"You know?"

"I know!"

After a pause, the old farmer smiled desolately: "In fact everyone here knows, but no one dares to say, no one dare to tell you! I am old, the family is dead, all died in the flood, and I am left A handful of old bones can survive the day, I am not afraid of death, I tell you!"

After that, he didn't fall into the heavy rain, and Fan Jinchuan didn't stop calling.

At this time Feng Sheng and Uncle Yu and others chased them out, and Fan Jinchuan took Dou Li from their hands and hurriedly chased them.

"Uncle Yu, you keep up too!"

Fang Fengsheng took a hat, and chased it.

...

Rainwater is everywhere between the eyes, and the southeast and northwest are indistinguishable.

Feet are numb, but still walking, no one makes a sound.

The old peasant who had been walking in front suddenly stopped and pointed to a suspected abandoned gate not far away.

"Did you see that? This is the reason. The Yellow River moved south, grabbed the Huaihe River into the sea, and the canal bed was continuously raised. To prevent the river from leaking, only high dams were built, but once the upstream dyke was broken, the people who flooded were the downstream people. The terrain of Taizhou is southeast. High and low in the northwest, here is the northwest. The waterway here connects the Chuanchang River and the Yunyan River. It is easy to dredge the estuary, the sluice can be discharged, and the water level is not enough. How can the salt boat be transported from here to the canal that is raised on the river bed? Taizhou Private The salt was flooding. In order to prevent the illicit salt traders from using water channels, they built gates everywhere to block them.

"It's all blocking, how to sparse? Heaven and earth are indifferent to all things as ruminant dogs, so this is the god to kill the people here!"

This was ferocious, but at the end, it returned to calm.

But it was precisely this kind of calm that made people shudder.