Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 1175 Grabbing water
After Zhang Yu had picked up all the eggs and delivered a sow that was having a difficult birth, Old Man Liu drove over in his ox cart.

He greeted Zhang Yu from a distance: "Xiao Yu, why are you here alone? Where are your second uncle and the captain?"

Zhang Yu: "I'm still in a meeting at the commune. I might have to come over later."

Old man Liu parked the ox cart and said, "Okay, let's wait for a while. Xiaoyu, you should also come up and sit for a while. Don't just stand there."

Zhang Yu didn't hesitate and sat down on the ox cart.

Old man Liu grinned with joy, and after a while he complained to Zhang Yu: "You don't know how troublesome those new educated youth are. In the morning, they thought the ox cart was dirty and refused to ride it, and they insisted on borrowing bicycles.

Tsk, they thought I wanted them to sit, and if they didn’t come up, the cow would save energy.”

As Old Man Liu spoke, he stroked the cow in front of him, his eyes full of heartache.

This cow is his old friend. Why would he be reluctant to let it work so hard?

It is tiring enough to pull the people from the village who want to go to the market. If the educated youth come along, it will be even more difficult for the old ox.

Humph, it’s better not to sit on it. It’s better to complain about its dirtiness every day.

Don't you even look at the smell they have? How dare you complain that others are dirty?

For the next half hour, Zhang Yu heard Old Man Liu muttering there, and he had no intention of interrupting at all.

Just guessing that Old Man Liu was tired, I handed him two meat buns wrapped in oil paper.

"Uncle Liu, you haven't eaten lunch yet, right? Eat something first."

"No, no, I'm not hungry, Xiaoyu, just eat by yourself."

Old man Liu hurriedly refused, saying that he could tell from the smell that they were meat buns from the state-owned restaurant, and he was too embarrassed to eat a child's food.

Zhang Yu handed it to Old Man Liu again and advised, "Uncle Liu, just take it. I've already eaten."

Old Man Liu refused again: "No, no, I can't have it. Leave it for your uncle after you finish eating it. She will probably be hungry soon. She ate the pancake when I came here."

Seeing that he kept rejecting, Zhang Yu directly pushed himself into his arms, and then jumped off the ox cart without waiting for him to refuse.

As he walked out, he shouted, "Uncle Liu, please take care of Beilu for me. I'm going to see why my second uncle and the others haven't come out yet."

Seeing that Zhang Yu had gone far away, Old Man Liu had no choice but to take the meat buns.

But he was reluctant to eat it, so he just smelled it and put it in his arms.

I went back to give his granddaughter a snack. It just so happened that ever since the incident a few days ago, the little granddaughter had been in low spirits.

Zhang Yu walked all the way to the gate of the commune and happened to meet his second uncle Xie and the team leader who were going out.

The captain had a gloomy face, and Uncle Xie, who was following behind him, also had a bad look on his face.

Seeing Zhang Yu, he managed to force a smile: "Have you eaten?"

"I have eaten, second uncle. These are the buns I bought for you." As he said that, Zhang Yu handed the buns he had with him to his second uncle Xie.

Uncle Xie took the buns from his nephew and gave half of them to the team leader.

The captain didn't say anything and just took it.

Given his relationship with the Xie family, there was no need to be polite. After eating the buns, the two looked a little better.

Zhang Yu then came to Uncle Xie and asked quietly, "What's wrong?"

Uncle Xie looked at the captain walking in front of him and said in a low voice, "I'll tell you later."

When the three of them walked out of the commune, they saw Old Man Liu waiting at the intersection.

Old Man Liu had sharp eyes and could tell from a distance that the two men looked unhappy.

He vaguely knew the purpose of the captain's visit today. Seeing the faces of the two men, he frowned and asked, "Has the commune not solved the problem yet?"

The team leader said with a gloomy face: "The commune secretary wanted to ask Tugouzi Brigade to release the water, but he had just arrived and his words were useless. The gang of hooligans in Tugouzi Brigade were not afraid of him at all. After a long discussion with good intentions, the team leader of Tugouzi Brigade still did not agree to release the water."

"What! You don't agree to release the water? Then what about the crops in our brigade?" When Old Man Liu heard that the Tugouzi Brigade was unwilling to release the water, he became anxious.

Generally speaking, they do not have a shortage of water in this area. In the past, they did not need to water the crops at this time of year. But this year, they don’t know what happened. Since the corn seedlings emerged, there have been two light rains.

The ground is now so dry that it is almost cracking. If we want to save the crops now, we can only rely on manual watering.

In the past, when they encountered such things, they were not too panicked. After all, although there was a drought, there was still a small river flowing past their team.

But those bastards in Tugouzi Brigade, relying on the fact that their brigade was located upstream of the creek, actually built a dam upstream to block the water.

The captain and his men looked for them several times, but to no avail.

This time I came to the commune to discuss the issue of releasing water. Judging from the expressions of the two men, I guess this matter is uncertain!

Thinking of this, Old Man Liu couldn't help but get anxious. Last year's grain harvest was pretty good, at least much better than the previous two years.

If they can do the same this year, their team will be able to recover.

The grains and other crops have sprouted well this year and are growing strong. If there are no unexpected events, this will definitely be a year of good harvest.

Everyone in the village was looking forward to it, but now this kind of thing has happened.

"Captain, then... then what should we do? We can't just let those idiots from Tugou Brigade intercept our water supply. If we don't water our crops, they'll die of drought."

(This content is purely fictional, any similarity is purely coincidental!)
The team leader sulked and said, "The commune secretary asked us to wait for two days. He will help us find a solution."

Old man Liu said dissatisfiedly: "If the commune secretary's words were effective, we would have used water long ago. Does the commune care about it? If the commune doesn't care, I will take people to destroy the dam built by these idiots and see if they dare to do it again in the future!"

Old man Liu didn't think much of the new commune secretary.

The other party said he was the commune secretary, but if those idiots in Tugouzi Brigade were stubborn and refused to give in, he really couldn't do anything about them. Apart from trying to smooth things over, he could at most scold them.

But what good will this do?
Can a few words make the Tugouzi Brigade feel guilty and give them a break?
Can they get water for their crops?

The captain also thought of this, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "Don't worry, I won't let our team be without water."

Obviously, the team leader was also very unhappy with the commune secretary's attempt to smooth things over.

"What should I do in the next two days?" Old man Liu became more and more worried. He couldn't just watch the crops die of drought.

When Old Man Liu thought of the scenes of the past two years, his heart almost bled.

Even if he had to fight with Shi Gouzi and his gang of bastards, he would never let any problems with food this year.