The Era of Hard Work

Go back to Lujia Village, then go west along the river, and exit the embankment of the Lujiacun section. The Xiajiacun section in the north was affected by Lujia Village, and repairs were started last year. The damage to the east was even worse.

Qingzhao has the best economic conditions, which are the central townships centered on Ningxiu, with mountains to the south and the Yellow River to the north.

Needless to say, in mountainous areas, natural conditions have a great impact.

There is sandy land on the other side of the Yellow River. In a large agricultural county, the economic conditions are not very good.

Another point is that the Qingzhao River leaves Xiajia Village in the north, and then goes north until it flows into the Yellow River. It is basically in the wild and rarely passes through the village.

Things that are not under the nose are nothing to worry about. There are places where river embankments are excavated and collapsed.

It seems that after the flood in the summer of 1998, no one cared about what to do next time.

The two walked on the embankment, stopping from time to time to take pictures and record. On the deserted river beach in winter, no one could be seen.

The wisdom of the working people is boundless, and their determination to increase their income is enormous. In some riverbanks, because of the lack of water, people open up fields, and the dead tree poles after harvesting cotton are swaying in the wind on the riverbed.

A section of the embankment collapsed ahead, exposing a wide opening five or six meters wide. After taking the photo, Lu Dong and Li Wenyue went down the embankment, bypassed the opening through the ground, and went up to the north section of the opening.

Li Wenyue broke a branch from a poplar tree, threw the withered grass on the embankment, looked at the open hole, and said: "If there is such a large amount of water, our village will not be flooded, and the embankment of our village will not be able to feel it." When the pressure is reached, all the upstream and downstream water will pour out, and our village has a high terrain..."

Lu Dong looked to the north and saw a Sixiang truck coming along a country road and parked in front of a section of river embankment. A man got out of the car and began to work with a shovel, as if he was loading soil into the bucket of the Sixiang cart.

"Go and have a look." Lu Dong greeted Li Wenyue.

The two walked north along the river embankment, and soon approached the side of the four images.

The digger was a farmer in his late sixties. On both sides of his swarthy face, there were red ears that were cold from cold, and there were cracks on the hands holding the shovel.

He was standing in front of a large hole dug outside the embankment, digging soil into the bucket of the truck.

Lu Dong took the initiative to say hello: "Master, those who celebrate the Chinese New Year will come out to work."

Hearing the local dialect, the farmer stopped his work and said: "The soil of the house and the carbon is gone, how can the light carbon withstand the fire, and the stove can't wait for the stove to burn in winter, and the grandson at home will be frozen."

Lu Dong picked up a piece of soil and asked, "Is this soil good for burning charcoal?"

"It's okay." The uncle said cheerfully: "The main reason is that it's convenient. It's too troublesome to dig in the ground and level the soil in other places."

Lu Dong said: "Grandpa, you have to dig slowly. Look, you have already dug in such a large piece. Don't let the top collapse and hit you."

The uncle didn't care: "This is where it goes, and it won't collapse if you dig it."

Li Wenyue knew it wouldn't work, but he couldn't help it: "Master, we can't dig in another place, this embankment..."

Before I finished speaking, the uncle interrupted: "You young man, you can see that you haven't done any work. I want to change places. There are no roads. How can I drive in? Even if you drive in the ground, the ones that haven't been dug It’s so troublesome to clean up the weeds and tree roots on the river embankment, how can it be easier here?”

Li Wenyue didn't mean that at all: "What if we dig down the embankment and wait for another flood? The flood of the summer of the year before last flooded the land?"

"What are you afraid of? The sky is falling and there is a tall man holding it up." The uncle shook his head: "How can such a big water come across easily? Didn't I read the news? It's a once-in-a-hundred-year event! Do you know what it means once in a hundred years?" Encounter? You may not meet once in a hundred years."

Li Wenyue also wanted to say that Lu Dong pulled him.

It doesn't work, it doesn't make sense.

"Let's go, let's go back." Lu Dong had almost collected the materials, and called Li Wenyue to go back.

Seeing the uncle who started digging soil from the big hole in the river embankment again, Li Wenyue followed Lu Dong to the south.

If you can't control others, what do you do?

This uncle is not the first to dig the embankment, nor will he be the last.

Without the threat of flooding, the embankment is the best place to borrow and use soil.

Back in the village, it was time for lunch. Li Wenyue was going to have dinner with Lu Dong, but someone came to the house temporarily, so he had to go back.

After Lu Dong had dinner, he drove to the university town to find a photo studio to develop the photos.

At the entrance of the village, a brand new huge banner was pulled up - family planning, a century-old plan!

Then go to Xinxin Business in Innovation Port, because it involves the opening of the store in Ginza, University City, Wenxin Trading has already gone to work.

Natasha was in the company, Song Na went out, Lu Dong asked, and learned that Song Na had gone to Ginza.

Lu Dong called Song Na and went to the Ginza store in University City.

On the aisle from the Ginza Supermarket, Wenxin Trading has removed the fence for decoration, and the store will officially open for business in a few days. Song Na is directing two employees to arrange the goods.

Seeing that Song Na was free, Lu Dong went over and asked, "Do you need my help?"

Song Na smiled and shook her head: "This is the end."

Lu Dong asked again: "Is the relationship in Ginza smooth?"

"It's okay to be taken care of by Mr. Zhang." Song Na said simply: "Our small shops are responsible for collecting the money themselves, and we don't need to ask the Ginza to settle the bill like the specialty stores in the mall, and pay after the billing period."

Lu Dong reminded: "It's a matter of location. The stores in Quannan are all billed in Ginza, and the shortest billing period is one month. You have to be mentally prepared."

Song Na smiled: "I don't know if this store can make money. We have to see the situation at Sennan Ginza."

The store explained the same, handed it over to the two employees, and Song Na asked Lu Dong to accompany her to the transportation technical school, and Huang Hai started to work in the third year of junior high school.

Song Na also came to practice driving when she had time.

Many people were in the practice field. After Song Na got into the car, Lu Dong stood by and watched for a while. Although he was not a professional coach, he had driving experience, so he could see the point.

Song Na's side was still far behind, the car stopped completely twice when reversing, and almost hit the pole before entering the warehouse.

Most people are good at something but not good at it. Song Na's driving talent is average.

Lu Dong watched for a while, and an acquaintance came over.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Lu?" The visitor spoke in a loud voice.

Lu Dong couldn't help laughing: "Brother Bei, we brothers, you are making fun of me by saying this."

Bei Xiangrong used to joke with Lu Dong: "When I entered the gate, I saw a few bugs. I wondered where the bugs would come from in winter. If I didn't, I would see you as soon as I entered the gate."

Without waiting for Lu Dong to fight back, he turned to the main topic: "Didn't you get your driver's license a long time ago? Why are you here? Ask the traffic police to revoke it and learn it again?"

Lu Dong pointed at the pickup truck: "I'll accompany Song Na."

Bei Xiangrong took a look: "Xiao Song's level is a bit far behind."

Lu Dong saw a young man following Bei Xiangrong: "Brother Bei, come here..."

Bei Xiangrong called the young man over: "This is my aunt's cousin. He just graduated from a vocational school in summer and went to Weiqiao Cotton Factory to work for a while. It’s not that there is a vocational skill test subsidy, my brother is a machine tool NC student, and his level is good, I will take him to take the test, not only can he get a subsidy, but also enter the talent pool, and it will be easier to find a job.”

He pointed at Lu Dong: "Zhang Feng, his name is Brother Dong."

Xiaonian said with a smile: "Hello Brother Dong, I graduated from Ningxiu Town Central Middle School, two grades younger than you."

Lu Dong smiled: "Yes, there are no outsiders."

Bei Xiangrong joked again: "Everyone says that Yan Guo has left a voice. Your name is well-known in the schools you attended." He looked at the time: "Stop talking, I'll go to business first."

"Okay." Lu Dong replied.

Bei Xiangrong led Zhang Feng to the Vocational Examination Center where the sign was erected.

When Song Na got out of the car, Lu Dong told her to go there too.

On the practical side, there are a few people who seem to be taking the auto repair test and look very busy.

Lu Dong just looked at it for a while, and suddenly saw Lu Jiandao coming out of a place, and took a folder into the teaching building on the side.

I saw Lu Jiandao here last time, and Lu Dong remembered who mentioned it during the Chinese New Year, saying that Lu Jiandao offended the leader and couldn't even sit on the bench in the Cultural Palace, so he had to leave his father-in-law's relationship and transfer to the traffic technical school.

It seems to be true, the old man Lu Jiandao has certain skills, and it is not easy to transfer people here.

Although Lu Jiandao once brought people to Lujia Village to play the autumn wind, he lost his position as the deputy director of the Cultural Palace and was transferred out of the county. Lu Dong didn't mean to kill them all.

To put it another way, no matter what, Lu Jiandao has an administrative editor.

Lu Dong knew how to drive, but he knew nothing about auto repair. He only used the car as a means of transportation. After looking at it for a while, he found it meaningless, so he went back to Huang Hai's coach car.

There were quite a lot of people in the winter vacation class, and it took Song Na about 40 minutes to take a turn, most of the time she was talking to Lu Dong.

When the sun was westward, Song Na got into the car again, and Bei Xiangrong, with a dark face, led Zhang Feng over from the Vocational Examination Center.

Lu Dong saw him and asked, "Brother Bei, what's the matter?"

Bei Xiangrong came closer, pinched his waist and said: "These grandsons have some power in their hands, so they should treat themselves as uncles!"

Lu Dong didn't ask any more questions, so Bei Xiangrong would definitely not be able to resist.

"I took Zhang Feng to the exam. These grandchildren must ask for cigarettes when they sign up for the exam." To pack the general."

He said: "That's fine. It's not enough to apply by yourself. You have to go through a job center to sign up. What kind of cooperative unit is it?"

Lv Dongguang heard Director Zhao mentioned the exam, but he didn't talk about cooperating with others, but the two of them didn't talk about it in detail, and he didn't know much about it.

Bei Xiangrong finally said: "It's because I showed my ID that they did it. It's going to be troublesome for ordinary people."

"It's a common situation." Lu Dong was not surprised either, it was already difficult to do things at the grassroots level.

"Okay, let's not talk about it." Bei Xiangrong wanted to leave: "Let's talk another day."