Rebirth of the Rising Sun

This action seemed a little awkward, a little ugly, and even a little embarrassing for the county magistrate. But what is face? It is given by everyone. It is everyone's sincere admiration and worship. Only if you sincerely work for the people and put the interests of the people first, you can also get everyone's most sincere admiration. Compared with these, what does Feng Sizhe's embarrassment at this moment count for?

It was precisely because Feng Sizhe chose this way of moving forward, although it was slower, it was much safer, and his body was getting closer and closer to the water pump. Eight meters... Five meters... Three meters...

Finally, Feng Sizhe arrived at the water pump safely. The moment he grabbed the water pump, he knew that this mission was accomplished.

He stretched out one hand to grab the side of the pump to stabilize his body, and then his other hand began to touch the spare switch hidden under the pump. The moment he touched the switch, Feng Sizhe decisively pressed it. Then, the roar of the machine sounded again, and the pump that had stopped working for more than ten minutes finally started working again. Seeing that the water level of the Xida River was stopped at this height, and the water was continuously pumped out, the people near the cowshed cheered loudly.

"Oh!!! Oh!!!" The cheers of the crowd were the best recognition for Feng Sizhe. Listening to the excited shouts of the crowd, a smile also broke out on Feng Sizhe's muddy face.

Fortunately, he did not disappoint anyone and finally completed the task. Now it seems that the Xida River will not burst its banks for the time being and Wangge Village has been temporarily saved. He finally fulfilled his promise.

After Feng Sizhe relaxed after the victory, he obviously felt his body a little weak. He knew that his body had been invaded by the cold air under the heavy rain. Now he had a cold and even had a fever.

Under normal circumstances, if he felt unwell, he would just lie down on the bed, but he couldn't do that now, because he was still on the dam, which was some distance away from the cowshed which could be called a safe area. He had to "climb" back to this distance by himself.

After taking a deep breath and calming his mind, Feng Sizhe slowly moved his hands away from the pump and began his difficult journey back.

Of course, compared to the abundant physical strength of the past, it was obvious that his physical strength was a little weak. But the damn weather seemed to be singing against him, and the wind was getting stronger, which made it impossible for the villagers to ask Feng Sizhe for help.

If Feng Sizhe was fine, he could rest by the pump, wait for the wind to die down, wait for the villagers to come and pick him up, and then go back. But now he knew that he couldn't wait any longer. His body was getting hotter and hotter, and his mind was getting more and more unclear. This told him that he couldn't wait any longer. If he waited any longer, he might not have the strength to sit by the pump, and then he would really have one foot in the gate of hell.

With the help of his will to survive, Feng Sizhe used his hands and feet to slowly crawl back along the dam upstream of the Xida River, which had become very narrow.

He propped up his eyes and stared at the front with a dazed look. At this moment, the distance of more than ten meters seemed so far to Feng Sizhe, which was actually several kilometers under normal conditions. Every step Feng Sizhe took was so difficult. After crawling only five meters, his eyes became more confused and lifeless.

"There... is someone here, save... save me." When Feng Sizhe's mental strength was about to be lost due to the strong wind and heavy rain, suddenly a faint voice came to his side.

It was this voice that perked up Feng Sizhe's spirits again. Instinctively, he turned his head towards the direction of the sound, and saw Wang Jiefang, who was hanging in the air, holding a dead branch with both hands.

"Wang Jiefang, that's you, are you okay?" Seeing that it was Wang Jiefang who had just been blown away by the wind, Feng Sizhe's soul, which had been beaten by the wind and rain, rekindled itself. People are sometimes like this. Whenever they are stimulated by external things, they can strongly stimulate the potential within their bodies, just like someone can catch a baby falling from downstairs at a speed faster than the world record for 100 meters. It has to be said that people's potential sometimes needs to be stimulated.

This is the case with Feng Sizhe. After hearing Wang Jiefang's cry for help, his mental energy quickly concentrated.

"It's me, help me." Wang Jiefang grabbed a dead tree that was left over when the dam was being built, and was fighting his last battle with death. In the baptism of wind and rain, he was soaked all over, and his strength was almost exhausted. If it weren't for the roar of the machine, if it weren't for the excited shouts of the crowd in the distance, he wouldn't have thought that someone would restart the pump after him. Thinking that since people came here, they must go back, he kept shouting with a little strength, hoping that the people coming could hear his voice.

Now it seems that everything has come true. His cry for help has been heard by others, and he believes that he will be saved.

After Feng Sizhe saw that the man was indeed Wang Jiefang, all his attention was focused here at that moment. He had completely forgotten about body heat, fever, and general weakness. Now he just wanted to save this young man through his own efforts. One can imagine how happy Secretary Wang Wei would be if he saved Wang Jiefang.

In order to save people, Feng Sizhe extended his right hand outside the dam, opened his palm, and dug his five fingers into the soil, which stabilized his body. Then he stretched out his left hand and raised it to Wang Jiefang's head, "Quick, grab my hand, I'll save you."

People say that potential is unlimited, and this scene proves this truth.

Originally, Wang Jiefang had no strength left under the pounding of wind and rain, but after hearing Feng Sizhe's words, he suddenly gained strength from nowhere, and he stretched out his hand to grab the hand that Feng Sizhe extended to him, and then his whole body slowly rose from mid-air as Feng Sizhe's body moved sideways on the dam.

Just as Wang Jiefang had just risen into the air, the dead tree he had been holding on to for survival suddenly drooped under the impact of the rain. How dangerous it was. If Feng Sizhe had not reached out in time, and if he had waited for others to rescue Wang Jiefang, wouldn't a young life have been lost because of the dead tree's inability to support him?

Wang Jiefang secretly said "that was a close call" and then he used all his strength, as if he had grabbed the last straw to save his life. With the help of Feng Sizhe, his body slowly rose into the air and slowly climbed onto the dam.

"Huh." Feng Sizhe let out a long breath. His hard work paid off. He finally pulled Wang Jiefang out of the abyss and rescued him from the line between life and death. It was worth his effort to save him.

After Wang Jiefang climbed back onto the dam, he was much more energetic and eager to thank whoever saved him. Because he was nervous, Wang Jiefang didn't even dare to look up to see who was holding out his hand, for he was afraid that moving would add to the pressure.

At this time, the people were finally safe. When he looked up, he saw that the person who came into his sight was actually County Magistrate Feng. He was stunned at the moment. This was a result he had never expected. Then, out of instinct, whether it was to respect the leader or to thank him for saving his life, Wang Jiefang habitually withdrew his right hand that was shaking with Feng Sizhe and prepared to salute him.

But Wang Jiefang had forgotten that they were on the dam. In order to get him to the shore, Feng Sizhe used all his strength until his whole body leaned against the inside of the dam, and then he pulled Wang Jiefang's body of more than 100 kilograms onto the dam. At this moment, most of Feng Guozhe's body was still on the inside of the dam.

Feng Sizhe was originally holding Wang Jiefang's hand, which was a safety net, and he was not afraid of falling into the Xida River inside the dam. But now Wang Jiefang suddenly pulled his hand away, which made Feng Sizhe have nothing to hold on to for a moment. At that moment, he felt his feet slip, his body tilted, and with a splash, Feng Sizhe fell into the muddy yellow waters of the Xida River behind him.

"Ah! Leader!!!"

"Ah! County Magistrate Feng!!!"

This scene was clearly seen by everyone in the cowshed. At first, everyone was puzzled when they saw Feng Sizhe suddenly stop, but when he pulled Wang Jiefang up from the other side, everyone was excited, especially Secretary Wang Wei, whose old eyes were filled with crystal tears. This County Magistrate Feng not only saved the whole village, but also saved his own son. He was really a good man, a qualified, no, it should be said that he was an excellent party cadre.

However, just when everyone was excited and thrilled, thinking that the matter had ended successfully, the pump had worked and the people had been saved, suddenly an unexpected situation occurred. After Wang Jie let go of his hand, Feng Sizhe actually fell into the turbulent Xida River.

At this moment, almost everyone shouted from the bottom of their hearts, and then someone rushed into the water to save people. However, when they just rushed out of the cowshed, the violent wind and rain stopped them in their tracks. Under such circumstances, who would think they had the ability to save County Chief Feng from the Daxi River?

Especially next, everyone clearly saw Feng Sizhe open his mouth wide and swallow several bottles of dirty yellow mud water, and then he slowly sank to the bottom of the Xida River.