The Era of Hard Work

The sun was hanging in the sky, and his face was burning red. Lu Dong and Lu Jianren knocked down another section, and more than half of the bridge guardrail fell down.

Lu Jianren shouted: Dongzi, go back! The rest belong to the Ma family, so don't do our business!

Divided by region, half of the bridge belongs to Majia Village, and the people of Majia Village have already entered the water.

Walk!

Lu Dong threw away the sledgehammer and joined Seventh Uncle. The two supported each other and walked back along the bridge together.

Only then did he realize that his legs and arms were pricking like needles!

What's wrong? Lu Jianren asked.

Lu Dong grinned: There are leeches all over the water hyacinth, they may have sucked on you.

Most of the wide-bodied golden thread leeches in the Qingzhao River can't get off the body easily.

The pain is brief and goes away quickly, but it means the leech is sucking blood.

People who grew up by the river didn't think it was a big deal, so Lu Jianren laughed: A leech can cure your eye twitching.

Lu Dong's right eye did not twitch anymore: If there is a disaster, it will stop twitching.

Feudal superstition! Lu Jianren has not forgotten it.

On the small dam, Lu Zhenlin glanced at the new mayor, and shouted to the two of them in the water: Be careful, come back!

The two stopped talking nonsense, and hurried to the head of the bridge, pulled by people on the top, climbed up on the bottom, and got on the small dam without incident.

Yang Liewen looked at the two people who climbed up. The face in front was a little immature, only eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was wearing the school uniform of Qingzhao No. 1 Middle School.

The sun-tanned face is faintly simple and honest.

It is estimated that he is a good student with excellent academic performance.

He winked, and the propaganda officer who followed behind picked up the camera again.

Lu Dong untied the rope around his waist, took off his school uniform, threw it to the person next to him, and shouted, Who has a lighter?

There will be no such things as alcohol and soap for a while, and you can't use the sole fan, it's too bad.

Yang Liewen was nearby, and he could see worms sticking to Lu Dong's arms, and the bulging worm body looked like a finger belly.

This picture is a bit scary.

Mine is soaked in water! Lu Jianren tried it, but it couldn't turn on the fire.

Yang Liewen rummaged through his pockets, took out a plastic lighter, and handed it to Lu Dong: Use mine?

Hearing Mandarin with the accent of Quannan City, Lu Dong took a look at Yang Liewen, he didn't recognize him, he was gentle, at this moment his jacket was still tucked into his waist, and he was not dressed like a farmer...

Thank you. Lu Dong lit the lighter to burn the leeches on his arm.

hiss--

Toothless, it hurts!

The leech fell to the ground.

Lu Dong went to burn something else.

There's a trick to it, and it's actually less intimidating than it looks.

For people who often go into the water by the river, sucking up leeches and pulling them out is very common, and Lu Dong can be called skilled in the business.

People in Lu's Village are used to it and don't care.

Yang Liewen, who came from the urban area, looked calm on the surface, but was actually a little frightened. He was a robust young man with a simple and honest face. He didn't care about burning his body with fire, and after a while, a bug the size of a finger fell out.

I have seen it in TV books before, but seeing it in reality is completely different.

Take a picture! Yang Liewen ordered the propaganda officer behind.

Just now he had an exchange with the old secretary of the village and other people, and he also learned about the danger last night. The optimism and positivity of these people was beyond expectation.

If I didn't actively save myself, I couldn't persist until now, and I might have collapsed last night.

Yang Liewen's comfort has gone a lot, and the performance of Lu's Village has also lifted his spirits. Even the flood that occurs once in fifty years must be overcome!

When he smashed the guardrail before, he consciously asked the publicity officer to start taking pictures.

Including the teenagers in front, etc., are excellent promotional materials.

Yang Liewen came down from the office. Although the work had just started, he had a keen sense of smell.

Click——

The camera shutter sounded.

Lu Dong raised his head, and when he saw someone taking pictures, he quickly covered his upper body, What are you doing? What are you doing? Candid photos in broad daylight!

This is going to make a Lu Dongmen, so shameless in the future?

He still wants to be a simple and honest person all his life.

A big brother from the Li family next to him quickly grabbed Lu Dong's arm, fearing that he would make a mess again, raised his chin and nodded at Yang Liewen and the two people behind him: This is Mayor Yang and the town's officers.

Yang Liewen nodded slightly to Lu Dong, and said in a gentle manner: The charge is ahead, and you are very aware of the overall situation!

Lu Zhenlin is an old man, so he added more firewood: His name is Lu Dong, he discovered the danger last night, and he went into the water to confirm it. He is a hero of Lu Family Village.

Yang Liewen became more interested.

Lu Dong is no longer a sophomore in middle school who doesn't know anything. He speculates that he might be doing model promotion or something, which is faster than changing his face: Do you want to pose? I'm fine, just choose whatever pose you want.

The publicity officer said, You just go ahead.

Lu Dong lit the lighter to burn the leech on the other arm, the fire was no longer hot, the pain was gone, and the teeth didn't bark.

With a firm expression and a distant gaze...

Lu Jianren couldn't hold back: Dongzi, take off your trousers, the effect will be better! You don't have to worry about finding a wife.

There was laughter all around, and Lu Dong's tense face immediately collapsed.

Yang Liewen was infected, and his tense mood was slightly relaxed. The villagers were optimistic and their morale was high. At least there was no need to worry about panic causing vicious incidents.

Rescue in the counties and towns came later, mainly in supplies. The Qingzhao River was hundreds of miles away in Qingzhao County, and the river section of Ningxiu Town was tens of miles away. There are not many people in Lujia Village.

There are a few villages in the middle and upper reaches, and the situation is no better than Lujia Village.

The water level does not recede, and the danger does not fall.

Including Lu Dong, those who came to help from Lujia Village and several neighboring villages continued to strengthen the river bank.

Soaked in high water level for a long time, the dikes that are already in disrepair are constantly in danger.

Many people from the nearby villages came to help. Some even sent the sand and gravel for their own new houses directly to the shore.

If there is a breach, more than one Lujia village will be flooded.

Women pack sand and gravel, and men carry bags one by one. In the face of the roar of nature, individual strength is small, and only unity can resist.

Hundreds of strong laborers scattered up and down the river bank in the Lujia Village section, extinguishing one danger after another.

This is just an insignificant microcosm of 98 flood resistance.

Storms and catastrophes have never defeated the people living in this land.

Yang Liewen brought good news, the troops were contacted, and the troops in Quannan City will arrive soon!

This news instantly lifted the spirits of all the combatants.

Near noon, including Lujia Village, countless restaurants, restaurants and even steamed bun workshops in the surrounding area sent food and drinks spontaneously.

Some consignment stores also sent bread, instant noodles, ham sausage and bottled water.

Lu Zhenlin called the accountant of the brigade, Li Wenyue and others, and asked them to make statistics one by one, and record all of them in the book.

Lu Dong wiped his body and stood shirtless by the side of the road, while the staff in the clinic wiped iodine on the place where the leech had bitten him.

The gong on the small dam suddenly rang, and Li Wenyue's father shouted at the top of his voice, Thirty meters to the east, there is a collapse!

Lu Zhenlin threw down his lunch box and ran away, roaring loudly: Sandbags! Iron chicken coop! Quick!

Lu Dong put on his school uniform with his gloves, and rushed over there with the sandbag at his feet. The sandbag soaked in water was extremely heavy, and his face after washing before meals was covered with mud again.

The people in the clinic threw away the iodine swab, grabbed another sandbag, and ran towards that side as well.

Just behind Lu Dong, Yang Liewen followed with a smaller sandbag, and his white shirt had long since turned yellow and black.

While carrying the sandbags, the town officer shouted at the publicity officer holding the camera: Quick! Follow up! Take more shots!

The short lunch ended abruptly, and the people gathered on the street once again devoted themselves to rescue.

The embankment built in the 1950s was too old, the S bend was naturally steep, and several places were in emergency, so no manpower could be mobilized to support this side.

The old caves have not been completely blocked, and new caves appear in the east.

And under continuous fighting, fatigue is unavoidable.

In this unprepared, unplanned encounter, in order to defend their homeland, everyone rushed up whenever there was a danger, there were no groups to take turns to rest, and there was no reserve team. It is recognized that those with great strength will soon be unable to carry them.

Many people in their 40s and 50s stood still on the street, and some even sat on the ground. It was not that they were lazy, but that they were unable to move anymore.

From the morning and even last night until now, hundreds of tons of materials have been piled on the river with hands and shoulders!

People from neighboring villages, towns and counties who sent sand and gravel also stepped up.

When he came to the place where the gravel was piled on the street, Lu Dong bent down and said to the pocket earner, Auntie, give it away!

He didn't have the strength to lift it up.

Carrying the heavy bag on his shoulders and wading through the accumulated water in his calves, Lu Dong struggled to move forward. Like him, many people around him did not give up even though their backs were bent by the sandbags!

The torrential flood washed away the embankment, taking away pieces of embankment soil, leaving holes one by one.

Carry on, there is hope!

Give up, the family will be destroyed and the village will die!

Every joint of Lu Dong is like rust, and it seems that it will make a sound when it moves. In this hot summer, his legs are soaked in water for too long, and the bones are cold!

Yang Liewen had already sat paralyzed on the small dam, watching the continuous efforts to fight the disaster, his heart was touched.

Old and young masters! Right next to him, Lu Zhenlin, who hadn't closed his eyes last night, yelled, his voice hoarse but still loud: Hold on! The troops are here!

persist in! persist in--

Woo-woo-

The horns of the high-spirited trucks sounded, and one after another, Green Jiefang came from the south entrance of the village.

Lu Dong turned his head to look, and stopped unconsciously.

On the street and on the embankment, everyone looked there.

The military vehicle was parked in the middle of Ji Street, and one figure after another jumped out of the vehicle.

That is the most powerful aid!

That’s a splash of olive green!

Seeing the green figures rushing forward with powerful steps, Lu Dong smiled and relaxed. He could no longer carry the sandbags on his shoulders, and threw them into the water by the side of the street with a plop, and sat on them with his buttocks completely intact. strength.

This wave is stable! He laughed, he shed tears, too tired and too nervous, this time he relaxed, and lost control of his emotions: Fuck you, the flood, I can't (neng) kill you!

Li Wenyue's father couldn't suppress his joy: The troops are here! The sky won't fall!

Olive green figures carried bags of gravel and rushed towards the embankment along the flow of people.

It's not walking, it's rushing!

Just like their ancestors rushing forward for the future of the country, they rushed forward without hesitation!

Who is responsible at the scene! A military officer asked loudly.

Lu Dong pointed to Xiaoba: The mayor and brigade secretary are there!

The officer strode over there. Lu Dong gasped for breath, got up with support, picked up the sandbags, and walked towards the embankment step by step.