The Era of Hard Work

   Chapter 2 The backbone

  The harsh sound of the gong spread far in the dark night, awakening the sleeping village, countless lights were lit up, and Lujia Village woke up and came to life!

  咣—咣—

   Lu Dong continued to beat the gong with his broken shoes, while thinking about what to do next.

   "Who is beating the gong!" There is a roar from the southeast: "Who is beating the gong!"

   Lujia Village is right by the river, and the guards in the north of the village and on the river have already run over.

   Among them is Uncle Tie.

   "Dongzi, why are you beating the gong!" Uncle Tie came along the river bank: "This thing can't be a joke!"

  Lv Dong saw people coming over one after another, and shouted vigorously: "The north side of the dam has fallen into the Sanhetu, Wen Yue and I saw it with our own eyes!"

   I haven't had time to pay attention to the time, so Lu Dong specifically asked an uncle of the family who was walking in front. He was relieved when he learned that it was less than 10:30, and remembered that the dam collapsed at 3:30 in the morning.

   Twenty or thirty peasant men gathered quickly, some were sleepy, some were temporarily confused about what was going on, and the dam was a bit messy.

   Li Wenyue's shout came at this time: "The third grandpa is here! Dongzi, the third grandpa is here!"

   Everyone found the backbone at once, and the flashlight aperture and eyes turned to that side.

  Li Wenyue followed a short-haired old man trotting all the way. The old man was strong, with a straight back supported by a really good lining, and he ran smoothly and powerfully.

  The most striking thing about him is the two sword eyebrows, although they are stained with a little hoarfrost, they are still thick. Every time Lu Dong sees it, he inexplicably thinks of the ninth uncle in the movie.

  The old man strode up the dam along the aisle, and everyone greeted him.

   "Three Uncles!"

   "Three Uncles!"

   Lu Dong also shouted: "Three grandpas."

"Um."

   This is Lv Zhenlin, a senior official in Lvjia Village. He ranks third among his cousins ​​of the same generation. Since Lu Dong can remember, he has helped his family a lot.

   "What's the matter?" As soon as Lu Zhenlin opened his mouth, the others consciously shut up.

   This is not the time to talk too much, so Lu Dong hurriedly answered: "More than 20 meters north of the dam, there is a section of embankment that just fell down to the three-heaped earth." He emphasized: "See you Wenyue too."

   Lu Zhenlin turned his eyes to his side, and Li Wenyue hurriedly said, "I saw Dongzi and I with our own eyes."

  The surrounding atmosphere froze.

   Lu Dong is no longer an 18-year-old impulsive teenager, and he will not have opinions because people believe in small words.

   Having said that, this is also what he did in the first eighteen years of fighting and all kinds of unreliable actions.

   Everyone present, even the eldest Lu Zhenlin, has no actual experience in fighting floods, but Lu Zhenlin must stabilize their hearts: "Those who are on duty at night, go back to their respective places and continue to guard! Open your eyes to me!"

  No one objected, including Iron Rooster, and quickly returned to their respective positions.

   Lu Dong whispered, "Let Uncle Tie stay? He has a chicken farm close by and has a lot of tools."

   Lu Zhenlin glanced at Lu Dong, slightly surprised, but he didn't care, and said directly: "Jianbin, you stay!"

   Li Wenyue looked at Lu Dong, changed? Burn high incense without adding chaos!

  Lu Zhenlin continued: "The others are waiting. Wenyue, give me the flashlight. Dongzi, Jianbin, Jianshe, you three come with me."

   Lu Dong handed the gong to Li Wenyue and walked in the lead.

   Came to the previous place, Lu Dong flashed the flashlight down, and reminded: "Everyone stay away, don't concentrate!"

  Lu Zhenlin stopped one meter away from Lu Dong, and while looking down, he said, "Listen to Dongzi."

  Iron Rooster accelerated, two meters ahead of Lu Dong, and Lu Jianshe was at the back.

  Under the iris of the flashlight, where the embankment is close to the water surface, not much **** of Sanhe soil falls into the river like the sparse light rain that stops from time to time.

   "It doesn't seem to be a big deal." Lu Jianshe muttered in the back.

   Lu Dong hurriedly said: "The scum on it means that the water is soaked."

   This is of course based on memory.

  Iron Rooster's chicken farm is not far away: "Don't dare to gamble."

   Lu Zhenlin did not understand water conservancy. The last time the river was repaired was in the 1950s, which was too far away.

   This time, when I went to the town for a meeting, I just said that the upper reaches of the river release water. Every village attaches great importance to flood control, but it is not clear to those who have not experienced floods for decades.

   "Check it out!" Lu Zhenlin said, "There are more than a thousand young and old in the village..."

   Everyone knows that professional people do professional things, but what about unprofessional people?

After all, Lu Dong has read some 98 flood information, and fought with his fathers, villagers and soldiers for several days to survive the 19-year typhoon Likima. Although he finally lost to the highway bridge cave, which caused floods when it rained, he chose the highest among the gangsters. One, is it a bit of experience?

   This is not the time to be humble!

   "Third grandpa, I've been watching TV for the past two days, and the south has also started flooding." Lu Dong found a plausible reason to increase his credibility: "The news has said that the levee is about to cause an accident."

   Lu Zhenlin doesn't believe that Lu Dong is unreliable, but he believes in the news: "You say it!"

   He doesn't understand, but he has the ability to judge.

   Lu Dong first pointed to the **** outside the lower embankment: "Experts said that before the embankment accident, water seepage or piping usually occurs."

   Lu Zhenlin had a vague impression, as if he had seen it on TV, and ordered: "Construction, go and call a few people and look carefully."

   Lu Jianshe responded and ran back.

  Because of the sound of the gong just now, more people gathered near the dam.

   Lu Dong turned back into the river: "I want to go down and see if the underwater embankment has burst out of the hole? If so, how big is it? Where is it..."

   Although it was unreliable to say this before, Lu Zhenlin's rich life experience is enough to make a judgment.

  Many rural clan relationships are intricate, especially in a conservative and traditional province like Taidong.

   Not just anyone can become the backbone in a village with complicated clan relations.

   It’s not just about seniority.

   "Also." Lu Dong's speech has been extremely fast: "Woven bags and sand and gravel, bring them here early..."

   Lv Zhenlin let out a breath, was silent for a moment, and made a decision: "Prepare for the worst." He turned back to the Triangle Dam, and said as he walked, "Jianbin, take a few people to the field to get tools, and take more ropes and shovels."

  These are things that can be returned after use up. Iron Rooster hesitated a little: "Ah, okay, I'll go right now."

   Lu Dong ignored the iron rooster who got off the riverbank and followed behind Lu Zhenlin.

Without any delay, Lu Zhenlin shouted at the dozens of people above and below the river: "Old and young men, the embankment is not safe! It affects the safety of the whole village! Guozi, Hongxing, drive your tractor and bring the stones and yellow salad from the south entrance of the village! Go to some people to help! If you have woven bags at home, go get them! The more the better! If you have gravel, ask an accountant to do the statistics!"

   "The yellow sand I pulled the day before yesterday was in the car before I sold it." Many people are not well educated, but they also know the consequences of the river bank rupture. Hongxing said eagerly: "I will pull over first."

   Lu Dong silently watched a group of people go to the south of the village. The big guys actually understood that if they wanted to keep their homes, they couldn’t care less at this time.

Lv Zhenlin was still roaring: "Wen Yue, Li Lin, Lu Kun, Gangzi, go to the village to beat the gong, all the strong laborers will come over, and the ones on duty will come tomorrow! The car will come after a while, the women will pack the bags, and the men will go up. Carry!"

   Don’t think about machinery and equipment in this era. There are not many trucks in the village, and tractors can be counted with two hands.

   Not to mention Lvjiazhuang, there is so much water in the south, most of them are rushing up by manpower.

Compared with Lu Dong, Lu Zhenlin thought more and more maturely, and specifically said to the people who were knocking on the gong: "Tell the young and old in each street to get up and go upstairs to the newest second floor in each street. Go to the meat shop Cheng Lifeng and Sun Qinghai, who was hosting the banquet, knocked on the door and told them to prepare water and food, and make a bill for the brigade first! If you are tired from work, you will not be able to eat!"

   As soon as they left, Iron Rooster came back with a shovel and a few bundles of rope.

   Lu Zhenlin glanced at the rope and shouted, "Old Seven! Where is Seventh? Hurry up, get ready to go into the water!"

  Someone replied weakly: "Lao Qi was drinking too much in the afternoon, and he couldn't wake up even if he fired a gun."

   "This bastard!" Lu Zhenlin gritted his teeth and said, "A **** who is off the hook!"

   For some reason, Lu Dong felt that the third grandfather looked at him when he said this.

   In terms of committing crimes, two of them are not as good as a seventh uncle, right?

   Lu Dong was thinking wildly in his head, but his mouth was not slow: "Third grandpa, let me go down."

   Lu Zhenlin looked at him with more and more surprise: "You?"

   "Not counting Uncle Seven, who in the village is better than me?" Lu Dong walked towards Uncle Tie consciously: "I'm not young and strong either..."

  It was also later that he truly understood the importance of his hometown, that his father had long since passed away in Laoshan, and that the Lu family had helped his family up and down.

   Besides, with a rope, it's not too dangerous.

   Lu Dong took the rope, wrapped it around his waist, tied it with a dead knot, and walked towards the north, when he suddenly thought of something and turned around and said, "Uncle Tie, you guys tighten the rope, let's try it first."

The people behind    quickly tightened the rope, Lu Dong pulled forward with all his strength, and with a clatter, the rope... broke!

   Lu Dong's face turned green, what old rope did Uncle Tie bring?

   An uncle of the family behind the iron rooster suddenly said: "Break it! It's better to break it! It's better to break it now than to break it after entering the water!"

  Lu Dong was speechless for a while, and took another bundle of ropes. After trying it without problems, he was ready to go into the water.

  Seven or eight people were distributed up and down the river bank, grabbing the rope in their hands, and the last person tied the end of the rope to a big tree under the river bank just in case.

  Some work in the mine, and provide a waterproof miner's hat, which can be used for lighting and as a safety helmet.

   Lu Dong put on his hat, checked the knot at his waist again, faced the river bank and grabbed the rope, and nodded to the person pulling the rope.

   "Put down!" The person in front acted as a temporary commander: "Slow down! Grab it!"

  Lv Zhenlin, who was standing by the embankment, warned: "Pay attention to safety."

  The rope was put down section by section, Lu Dong stepped on the Sanhetu river embankment and slid down, half of his body was flooded, and the rushing water rushed him to the north immediately, almost losing his balance.

   Fortunately, Lu Dong is mentally prepared and has excellent water quality. He treads water on the soles of his feet, grasps the rope tightly, and uses the pulling force to stick to the shore as much as possible.

"Nonsence-"

   He held his breath just now, but his lips were still covered in mud.

  Lu Dong kept his balance and pulled away a few water hyacinths hanging on the shore with one hand. The man sank into the water and touched the underwater embankment.

   This touch, the place that was originally a river bank, is empty!

   His hand continued to touch inside, but fortunately, he only stretched out most of his arm and touched the edge.

   A hole has been washed out on the bank of the river, and it is not deep for the time being.

   Lu Dong wanted to determine how long it was, and let the embankment move to the north, while his hand was still touching the depth.

   Suddenly, something slippery swam past, and the palm of his hand was stabbed by a sharp and hard object, and Lu Dong cried out in pain.

   The thing flipped into the water and was washed away.

   "What's the matter?" A question sounded above his head.

   Lu Dong shook his bleeding hand: "It's alright, let the gargoyle pierce it!"

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   (end of this chapter)