Great Power Technology

On the other hand, Kampot had been drinking for a whole day in order to convince the villagers to accept or even consider the survey team's transformation plan.

The more backward a place is, the more important it is for alcohol and tobacco. Coupled with the year-round bitter cold, drinking has become the most basic way of socializing in this small village called Doka.

When he was young, Gonpot used to like this method very much, but as he grew older, he felt that he could no longer bear it.

After coming out of the simple toilet, he took the hot tea handed to him by his wife, blew in a few breaths and put it down. He sat blankly for a few seconds before he finally recovered his chaotic thoughts.

He grabbed his wife's hand that kept patting his back, smiled bitterly and said:

"When I left this morning, I said that Zhang Fu was a bad drinker. I didn't expect that it would be my turn to suffer so quickly. I drank so much today that I probably won't be able to recover for half a month."

"Why bother drinking like this!"

The wife held up the cup to Gonpo's mouth in annoyance. After Gonpo took a sip, he sighed and said:

"Do you think I want to drink? I don't want to drink either!"

"The purpose of drinking this meal is to have a good chat with the villagers."

"I have figured it out. Zhang Fu and the others said they would use nuclear bombs to blow up mountains. It is normal for us to disagree with this, but in any case, we should give them a chance to explain."

"Now, we are forcing them to completely evacuate our village. They will come back in who knows what year and month. Can they wait? The country can wait. Can we afford it?"

"This is our opportunity. If we don't seize this opportunity for transformation, how many years and months will it take for us to truly live a better life?"

"Hey, it's my fault too. I'm just too impulsive. When I heard them say they were going to use nuclear bombs, I just started to make noises. Now that I think about it, what's wrong with nuclear bombs? It's all about bombing anyway. Is it better to use explosives or nuclear bombs? Is there a difference?"

Upon hearing his words, his wife's brows frowned slightly, but then relaxed.

"It's not your problem, it's that everyone thinks nuclear bombs are useless. I don't know what's going on with this thing, but it's very dangerous, right?"

Gonpot nodded and replied:

"It's definitely dangerous, but it's not much more dangerous than explosives."

"I specifically asked the village chief today, and he told me that the survey team actually considered using explosives to blow up the mountain at the beginning, but it would require too much explosives, which would be costly and difficult."

"What they want to build is a gravity dam, which means they will blow down the mountain and then let the rocks roll to the predetermined position to form a lake."

"This method is the most convenient to use a big bomb - they told me it was convenient, but I can't explain it specifically."

"However, I don't think the village chief will lie to me. There's no need, right?"

"It's not necessary, but even if the cost is higher, wouldn't it be okay? The country has spent so much money, so it doesn't care about spending more, right?"

"Yeah, that's the problem. The country doesn't care about spending more, but this project is very big. There are always places where we spend more and places where we spend less. If we spend more here, then we'll have to wait a little longer. , invest later.”

"If you find that there are alternatives, just don't invest."

"The Tongtian River project will take more than ten years. Who can guarantee that there will be no problems after more than ten years?"

"Hey, if the people in the village really insist on disagreeing this time, then we will be sad."

The wife still didn't understand what the so-called "sadness" meant. She even had a vague feeling that maybe her husband couldn't explain where the sadness was, but at least the husband's inference about "sequence" just now made her feel happy. She had some insights:

For the same thing, if others are ahead, then it will definitely be more difficult for you, right?

Thinking of this, she asked:

"What did you talk to them about today? Is there any result?"

Gonpo shook his head and replied:

"That's not all. What are the safe nuclear bombs? What are the professional survey teams? What's good for us if we finish the project ahead of time?"

"But they didn't listen to me - a few people said they could think about it again, but they didn't make up their minds."

"I feel like I really can't do this, so I tried my best."

The wife nodded silently. As a woman, she was deeply aware of the stubbornness of the men in the village. Even going back 10 years, when the village was just about to connect to the Internet, it was actually opposed by many people.

They feel that the Internet is a bad thing that can make children and women learn bad things.

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But now? Everyone is inseparable from mobile phones and the Internet.

Maybe this mountain bombing incident is of the same nature as the Internet connection incident at that time?

How was it resolved at that time?

She frowned and thought for a moment, then tentatively said:

"Otherwise, if you can't be convinced, let the children try it?"

"Child? What do you mean?"

The wife coughed slightly and explained:

"Isn't Wangdui's son at Shanghai University? I heard he went to some kind of polytechnic university. He should know about this, right?"

"Look, Wangdui doesn't listen to you, nor does he trust the survey team, but he should trust his own son, right?"

"His son is the thing he is most satisfied with. He talks about it every day - if his son can persuade him, it might be of some use?"

Hearing this, Gonpot's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he grabbed his wife's hand and shook it, saying:

"That's right! Why didn't I think of that!?"

"His son is a college student, and he has the final say on all matters at home. Last year, when the village had tap water, didn't Wangdui not agree to pretend? It was his son who signed it!"

"Yes! Zhujie's family is also in the same situation. His parents' pension insurance was bought by Zhujie's son - at that time, he insisted that the pension insurance and medical insurance were all lies!"

"Right! I heard Yang Jin say yesterday that the surgery done by Zhujie was fully reimbursed by medical insurance, and it was thanks to his son's purchase at the time. They trust their son very much, and let the juniors speak on this matter. , it’s definitely more effective!”

Gonpot picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all in one gulp. The scalding hot water made him grin, and after a few sips, he stood up and was about to walk out the door. His wife quickly grabbed him.

"Why are you going?"

"I'll go to Wangdui's house and ask him to call his son and hear what his son has to say!"

"Don't go! What time is it? Are you still going? If you want to go, you have to go tomorrow, it won't be too long!"

"no!"

Gonpo shook his head resolutely, and then said:

"This kind of thing can't be delayed. You didn't look at Zhang Fu and the others. They made a decision, packed up their things that day, and left the next day."

"This project is a big one, and time is very tight in all aspects. If we have changes, we still have to make them happen as soon as possible."

"Don't worry about me. It's only 11 o'clock. People in the city go to bed late, and Wangdui's son must not have slept either. I'll go find him first and talk to him - in front of Wangdui!"

"If it works out, I'll call Zhang Fu right away and tell him there are changes here. Maybe they'll come back again?"

Having said this, Gonpot showed a bit of a smile on his face.

"Hey, I just left today, maybe I'll come back tomorrow, this is what happened."

As he said this, he took off his wife's hand. After opening the door, fine snowflakes were already floating in the sky. He was about to turn back to get his coat, but found that his wife had already picked up her clothes and was waiting aside.

"Come on, let's go together. It's too cold. I'm worried about you going alone."

Gonpot glanced at his wife gratefully. He didn't say any more words, but just held her hand tightly.

Outside the door, under the dim light, flakes of snow were falling, and two thin figures just walked away from the warm light and walked towards the darkness deep in the wind and snow.