Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

They kept whispering to each other, their faces full of anticipation and nervousness. Some people stared at the stones in the hands of the exploration team, their eyes full of doubts and curiosity, guessing whether the location of the well was accurate; some people had already begun to imagine how life in the village would change dramatically if the water source was really found. Everyone's eyes were shining with anticipation, a strong desire for a better future, and an infinite vision of the upcoming changes. In this land full of hope, the villagers of Qinjia Village are looking forward to a miracle.

Several children were so excited that they almost jumped up. They shuttled back and forth among the crowd, like a group of happy little fish swimming freely in the vast ocean. Their faces were filled with innocent smiles, pure smiles that had not been polished by the world, like flowers blooming in spring, exuding endless vitality and energy. Sometimes they chased and played, chasing each other, and their laughter was as clear and pleasant as silver bells, echoing in every corner of the village; sometimes they cheered, and the sound was full of curiosity about the unknown and the joy of exploration, just like a timely rain, injecting a breath of fresh air into this village that seemed dull and depressed due to long-term drought, and making this land full of vitality and endless energy again.

The sun shines through the clouds and falls on the land of Qinjia Village, illuminating every corner and the hope in the hearts of the villagers. The old people in the village sit aside, holding steaming tea cups in their hands, with both expectation and emotion in their eyes. They seem to be recalling the days in the past when there was water and life was rich. At that time, they were young and strong, sweating in the fields and reaping the joy of a good harvest. Now, the years have carved deep wrinkles on their faces, but their love for life and deep affection for their hometown have never changed. They silently pray that the well digging will be successful this time, so that Qinjia Village can be revitalized again and the villagers can live a happy and peaceful life.

After several hours of careful exploration, the exploration team finally found a possible underground water vein in a place with slightly higher terrain and dry soil. They excitedly marked a clear mark on the ground and reported the exploration results to Liu Pingan. After hearing this, Liu Pingan showed a satisfied smile on his face, and that smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, illuminating everyone's heart. He patted the exploration team members on the shoulder vigorously, his eyes full of gratitude and relief, as if to say: "You have worked hard, thank you for bringing hope to Qinjia Village."

Then, the well-drilling team began to get busy. They first used spades and shovels to dig a circular hole with a diameter of about two meters, then quickly set up the well-drilling machine and began the arduous drilling work. The well-drilling machine made a rumbling sound, shaking the ground slightly, as if playing an exciting symphony, a hymn to life and a call for hope. The villagers stepped back a few steps, staring at the scene in front of them with wide eyes, nervously and expectantly, their hearts fluctuating with every vibration of the well-drilling machine.

As time went by, the well drilling machine continued to go deeper into the ground, the soil was drilled out bit by bit, and the well mouth gradually formed, which was bottomless and looked like a passage to a mysterious world. The villagers couldn't help but sigh that the depth of this well was unimaginable. It seemed to be a witness of the earth, recording the vicissitudes of this land.

However, the process of drilling a well was not smooth. When drilling to a certain depth, the drill encountered a hard rock layer, and the drilling machine slowed down significantly, and even jammed. But the drilling team was not discouraged. They adjusted their strategy, increased their efforts, and continued to work hard. They knew that this was not only the digging of a well, but also the hope for the future of Qinjia Village.

"Bang, bang, bang..." With a series of muffled sounds, the well drilling machine drilled into the ground with difficulty, raising a cloud of dust. However, things did not go as smoothly as expected. Due to the complex geological conditions and the extremely hard underground rocks, the well drilling machine got stuck several times and could not go deeper. The workers had to stop their work, picked up the hammers and steel chisels beside them, and hit the hard rocks hard, trying to break them. Their sweat intertwined with the dust and dripped on the rocks, as if it was a deep confession to the land. Despite the difficulties, they never gave up, because they knew that only by persisting can they bring real hope to Qinjia Village.

This is a long and arduous process. Each strike requires a huge amount of effort from the workers, and the progress is extremely slow. However, the workers did not slack off or retreat. They knew their responsibilities and missions very well. So, they spontaneously divided into groups and took turns to fight against the hard rocks by waving hammers and steel chisels. Sweat flowed down their cheeks like beads that had broken off the string, soaking the back of their clothes and dripping on the rocks, making a "tick, tick" sound, as if telling of their hardships and persistence.

The villagers stood aside, watching everything in front of them quietly, their hearts filled with admiration and gratitude for the workers. They were deeply moved by the workers' professionalism, so they decided to express their gratitude in their own way. Some enthusiastic villagers spontaneously organized themselves, some of them were busy boiling water and making tea, and some were busy preparing meals. Although the conditions were simple and the food was simple, every sip of hot tea and every bowl of food embodied the villagers' deep friendship and infinite respect for the well-drilling team. When the hot meals and fragrant tea were delivered to the workers, they showed bright smiles on their faces, which was the best response to the villagers' simplicity and kindness.

With everyone's joint efforts and unremitting persistence, the well drilling machine finally penetrated the hard rock layer. At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped. Then, a stream of clear water gushed out from the wellhead, splashing high and glittering in the sun. Seeing this scene, the villagers cheered and burst into tears. They knew that this moment meant that they were about to say goodbye to the days of water shortage and usher in a new and hopeful future.

They rushed forward, scooped up the clear and sweet well water, and savored the hard-won source of life. The water moistened their hearts like nectar, making them feel unprecedented happiness and satisfaction.

Liu Pingan stood aside, quietly watching the villagers celebrating, his heart filled with relief and pride. He knew that this was not just the completion of a well, but also the embodiment of the deep friendship between the steel rolling mill and the villagers. He deeply felt the power of this friendship, which, like the clear well water, nourished his soul and made him more determined to serve the villagers. He secretly made up his mind to continue working hard to solve the water shortage problem for more villages, let the clear spring water flow to every place that needs it, and let more people enjoy this gift from nature.