The Local Lazy Man System

Luqiu Chinese Network

In the afternoon, the sky became gray. There were a few drops of rain and thunder, but there was no rain. It was a kind of "light thunder and no rain".

At five o'clock in the evening, the sky suddenly became dark, and there was a **** cloud over the city and the momentum of destroying the city, rumbling thunder sounded, and then raindrops hit the window with a crackling sound.

Then the wind started outside, and the wind slapped the glass windows more violently with raindrops.

Ye Yaorong, who had experienced typhoons so many times, knew that this was the beginning.

The real typhoon hasn't come yet.

"Is this a typhoon? This wind is so strong!"

When encountering a typhoon for the first time, Fang Bolin couldn't help but lay on the edge of the window, watching the trees outside being swayed by the strong wind, as if they might be blown down by the wind at any time.

"This typhoon hasn't come yet. When the real typhoon comes, the wind will be much bigger than this."

Liu Qingqing said to Bo Lin.

Because of the typhoon in the evening, I ate early for dinner today. I ate dinner after four o'clock. After dinner, everyone prepared a lot of snacks and moved to Ye Yaorong’s bedroom.

Tonight, everyone is going to spend it in Ye Honor's bedroom.

Ye Yaorong also moved a mahjong table specially for everyone to play mahjong at night, and then sleep after the typhoon.

In Yangping County, for so many years, every time a typhoon passes, basically it will stop before one o'clock in the morning.

Therefore, in Taoyuan Village, the villagers are used to it. Every time a typhoon blows, several nearby families gather to play cards and mahjong, and stay vigil until the typhoon passes.

"How strong is the wind then?"

Fang Bolin has never experienced a typhoon, and I don't know what the typhoon has been like.

"Wait for the evening, you will know."

Liu Qingqing said with a smile.

I haven't experienced this before, and it's hard to say with my mouth.

"You play mahjong, anyway, as long as you are dissatisfied with the water, it will not affect us."

Ye Yaorong said.

The houses in Taoyuan Village now are not the old houses from decades ago. They are all brick and tile structures. There is no major problem with resisting typhoons.

The most fearful thing is the flooding. The houses in Taoyuan Village are mostly small yards with one or two floors. If it is flooded, there will be no place to hide.

Fortunately, Taoyuan Village has a relatively high topography. After so many years, that is, many years ago, a major flood has reached Taoyuan Village.

However, a flood like this has never happened since Ye Rongrong was in elementary school.

More than ten years ago, the township organized many villagers from each village to raise the river bank and widen the water surface in this section of the township, and the possibility of flooding was no longer high.

Ye Yaorong still remembers that when he was still in third grade, he was also organized by the school to help out on the riverside.

At that time, everyone was working in full swing and was not paid.

Everyone in the village must contribute.

Everyone is willing to do this work, basically the whole village is dispatched, and the village is in charge of lunch.

If now, if you encounter such a project again, if you want people in every village to do this kind of voluntary work, basically no one will do it.

In today's society, money is regarded more and more importantly. Without money, you want every villager to do voluntary work, which is basically impossible.

"Okay, play mahjong, everyone."

Pan Chengchen said excitedly.

When the typhoon blew at night, Pan Chengchen did not go home. Instead, he stayed at Ye Guangrong's house at night to accompany Liu Qingqing and the others. At night, several women had to watch until the typhoon was over.

"You play mahjong, I'll go out and see."

Ye Yaorong thought for a while and said.

Ye Yaorong wanted to check his yard again before the typhoon came.

"Be careful."

Liu Qingqing shook Ye Yaorong's hand and said.

In this typhoon day, what Liu Qingqing wanted most was his man by his side.

"It's okay, I'll be back soon."

After Ye Yaorong finished speaking, he put on his raincoat and walked out with a flashlight.

Ye Yaorong came out of the house, and the rain was already heavy, as if pouring.

The rain hit the ground with a crackling sound. The leaves in the distance were constantly floating and swaying up and down in the strong wind, and even many leaves were blown to the ground by the wind.

Ye Yaorong walked to the big fishing pond of his house, and saw the raindrops falling on the water, causing blisters, and many fishes poked their heads out to breathe.

Seeing that there was no flooding in the big fishing pond, Ye Yaorong put aside his heart a little bit. Fortunately, he had already considered this issue when building the big fishing pond.

At the outlet of the fishing pond, at the high water level, a large iron net was made. When the water level exceeds this position, the water in the fishing pond will flow out quickly through the iron net. Effectively prevent the fish from being washed away by the water.

Moreover, the water outlet is constructed in an inverted triangle. When the water level is not high, it is only drained from a small place below.

Once the water level of the fishing pond rises sharply, the water will overflow to the upper part of the opening, and the drainage will increase several times in an instant. The higher the water level, the larger the drainage outlet and the rapid drainage.

This can effectively cause the water level to be too high anyway, causing the water in the fishing pond to overflow the fishing pond, causing floods.

After checking that there was no problem with the water level of the pond, Ye Yaorong went to see several boats. These boats had already moved to the shore, and they were fixed with ropes. He was not worried about being blown over by the typhoon.

Look at the duck sheds and goose sheds near the fishing pond. These ducks and geese are very clever. They are all hiding in their shacks and crowded together. They seem to be afraid of typhoons.

Although it was windy and rainy outside, the Yapeng and Goose Shed had been repeatedly reinforced until there was no sign of being blown down, but Ye Yaorong was not sure. After all, he didn’t know that the typhoon passed through Taoyuan Village. How big.

If a level 12 typhoon hits Taoyuan Village head-on, all the protections I have done in the past two days will be useless. If a typhoon above level 12 hits it head-on, trees can be uprooted, not to mention these simple sheds.

After reading the chicken coop, Ye Yaorong went to inspect the wooden house of the "King Kong" family. Because the "King Kong" family lived here, the wooden house was later expanded, and now it is more than 20 square meters in size.

"Humph."

"Humph."

Seeing Ye Yaorong coming in, the "King Kong" family gathered around and greeted Ye Yaorong.

After patted each big wild boar's head to show his kindness, Ye Yaorong checked the "King Kong" house, and there was nothing unusual in the whole house.

As for the doghouse and birdhouse, Ye Yaorong didn't check it, because these guys were all arranged to stay in the house, so he didn't worry about being blown away by the typhoon.

All of them were checked here. Ye Yaorong was going to his home to check. The vegetables in the ground, as long as they were almost mature, had already been harvested, and the rest could not be harvested.

When I went to the ground, I saw that many vegetable shelves had been blown down by the strong wind, and many vegetables on the ground were crushed.

Seeing that so many vegetables were blown down by the wind, and even crushed, Ye Yaorong couldn't help but feel distressed.

These are all money.

This typhoon hit, the economic loss of his family can be described as huge, Ye Yaorong estimates that it is definitely not less than three to five million.

Although Ye Yaorong was very distressed, but there was no good way. In the face of the power of nature, even if Ye Yaorong was powerful, it was still powerless.

After checking all of them, Ye Yaorong went back.

Although Ye Yaorong was wearing water shoes and a raincoat, his body was still soaked by the shower.

With Ye Yaorong's current physical state, his whole body was wet and he would not get any sickness, but the wet clothes stuck to his body still made Ye Yaorong very uncomfortable.

Back in the yard, Ye Yaorong went to the bathroom, took a shower, changed into dry clothes, and felt much more comfortable. After drying his hair, Ye Yaorong went to the bedroom.

"Husband, what's going on outside?"

Seeing Ye Yaorong's return, Liu Qingqing asked.

After all, this is her own home, and Liu Qingqing doesn't want her beautiful yard to be messed up by this typhoon.

"It's okay now, I don't know how big the typhoon is at night," Ye Yaorong said.

After all, it’s still early. Generally, when the typhoon has the strongest wind force, it is after 9 o’clock in the evening. If the typhoon’s wind is too strong, the village’s telephone poles may be blown down, causing power outages at night.

This power outage occurs every year when a typhoon blows ~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

So this time, Ye Yaorong made preparations in advance. The mobile phones and flashlights were fully charged, and the lighters and candles. Ye Yaorong also prepared some.

These things must be prepared every year before the typhoon hits.

"I hope this typhoon will not be too big."

Liu Qingqing said.

Liu Qingqing didn't like typhoons. From the first year, when his man used his body to help him block the windows that were blown down by the typhoon, and injured his man, Liu Qingqing had no love for typhoons.

"Regardless of this, we can only do our best to obey our destiny."

Ye Yaorong smiled and said, Ye Yaorong has done all the protection work he can do. In the end, the initiative is not in Ye Yaorong's hands, but depends on the direction of this typhoon "Niebert", as long as it is not a frontal attack. In Yangping County, the wind will not be too strong.

"It can only be the."

Liu Qingqing nodded and said.

Now everyone can only wait to see how the wind of the typhoon passing today is.

"Why don't you play mahjong?"

Ye Yaorong glanced at the mahjong table and said.

"Boss, you haven't come back, everyone is not in the mood for hemp."

Fang Bo Lin said with a smile.

There were four women in the room, an old man, and it was stormy outside. Everyone was a little scared. Why would you be in the mood to play mahjong?

But now that the pillar of the family, the strong man Ye Guangrong, is back, everyone is not afraid.

I don't know why, with Ye Yaorong by his side, everyone feels particularly safe.

"What are you waiting for? Everyone is playing mahjong."

Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

When Ye Yaorong was young, every year when a typhoon blew, he would play mahjong in a certain village in a village until the typhoon ended. Everyone went out to see the plot after the typhoon outside. (To be continued.) Luqiu Chinese Network