In 1983, a small island started from a large farmer

Chapter 519: Fight against Taiwan and disaster prevention, coming soon

The village party secretary of Langqi Village is also under pressure at the moment. After all, it cost a lot of money to hire fishing boats to collect kelp this time.

Being the leader is not easy. If you do it well, that's what you should do. But if you lead the wrong way, there will be a lot of gossip behind your back.

Zhang Dongsheng was overjoyed when he learned that the typhoon suddenly made a comeback.

Although he also hates typhoons, he knows that if they come, the village will suffer huge losses.

But this time, he really hoped that the typhoon would really come. Zhang Dongsheng smiled happily: "Fortunately, our village collected the kelp in advance this time."

The village cadres flattered them and said, "Party Secretary Zhang still has the foresight. This time Shangqi Village and Xiyang Island will be in serious trouble."

Zhang Dongsheng smiled bitterly. He really wanted to say that he had a bullshit foresight. The reason he collected kelp was because he was worried that Li Duoyu would cheat him.

He thought that the price of kelp would plummet, but he didn't expect that Li Duoyu really didn't lie to him. He harvested kelp so early to prevent typhoons.

This time, the kelp farmers in Shangqi Village were shocked after hearing the news. They didn't even want to believe that the typhoon was coming back.

"We are now broadcasting the weather forecast issued by the Central Meteorological Observatory at six o'clock this afternoon.
This year’s No. 4 typhoon, after sweeping through overseas provinces, headed to the southern seas, and now it suddenly turns around and heads to the strait
The Meteorological Observatory predicts that Typhoon No. 4 will make landfall in Rongcheng Haidao County and near Shangfeng Town tomorrow night. "

Li Duoyu glanced at the old Zhangtou. In fact, he could understand the reason why the old Zhangtou did not move. He must be afraid of the typhoon, but what he was more afraid of was that the typhoon would blow down his house.

All the kelp farmers in the village gathered around the village party secretary's home, which had a color TV. Everyone was waiting for the weather forecast program after the "Xinwen Lianbo" ended.

Li Duoyu looked at their house again and couldn't help but ask, "Your house is so damaged, why don't you repair it?"

After reading the weather forecast, the faces of the kelp farmers were ashen, the village party secretary looked very ugly, and some people collapsed on the spot.
This time even the CCTV weather forecast was broadcast, and it is estimated that it is probably true.

And some farmers have discovered that some kelp piles have been pulled up and the kelp is being beaten by big waves.

The aunt kept nodding:

Village party secretary Chen Jianghe and village cadre Zhang Jinsha held lists in hand and counted fishing boats at Badshuitan.

After hearing what his aunt said, Li Duoyu remembered that this old Zhangtou really couldn't speak.

It can be clearly seen now that the clouds in the sky move in a large arc, and this is the outermost circle of clouds that are sucked in by the typhoon.

Speaking of which, the typhoon really gave them a few days, but they were not sure. If they continued to collect kelp in the past two days, all the kelp in their village should have been collected by now.

"It's okay. My house, I don't know, can survive two more typhoons."

Li Duoyu stood at the dock. The strong wind made his clothes rustle. This time the typhoon was really coming.

The aunt sighed heavily: "Director Li, you should also know that my old man has a very straightforward personality and always likes to quarrel with others. He doesn't have a good relationship with the people at the dock and can't make any money."

This kind of roof will definitely collapse if a typhoon comes.

Almost all fishing boats, large and small, have arrived at Badshui Beach, and the tractor masters are pulling the fishing boats ashore.

Many fishermen wrap their diesel engines with tarps to prevent damage during typhoons.

The sea waves are now one meter high. If the small sampan goes out to sea, it will capsize in an instant.

One farmer cried and cursed on the spot: "Yao Shou, this typhoon is really going to kill people."

Li Duoyu said on the spot: "Uncle Zhang, the roof of your house cannot hold up. Please collect your things quickly and go to the village committee to live there. Otherwise, if the typhoon comes, your roof may collapse."

"How is this possible? Didn't the typhoon just leave? Why is it coming back?"

"Did the weather station make a mistake?"

A lot of kelp has washed up on the pier and on the beach. Currently, kelp farmers have no solution.

Seeing Li Duoyu's sudden change of attitude, the aunt on the side became anxious and glared at the old man: "Do you know how to speak well?"

Chen Wenchao's grandma almost died in the last typhoon. As the village director, she really has the responsibility to check.

After scolding, he smiled at Li Duoyu and said, "Director Li, don't be angry yet. Let's pack up our things and move to the village committee immediately."

Those farmers who haven't confiscated it now are so regretful that their intestines are green, but now it's too late to say anything. The typhoon that turned around is coming back fiercely.

"Yes, Director Li is right, if your life is gone, there will be nothing."

Seeing that the uncle was stubborn, Li Duoyu became a little angry after trying to persuade him: "I have a mission. If you die in this typhoon, it will affect me. Let me tell you this, if you don't move now If so, Captain Zhang will come over and forcefully move you away."

After counting the fishing boats, Li Duoyu and Uncle Liao inspected the old houses in the village. During the last typhoon, some houses collapsed.

He really didn't have a very good relationship with the people at the pier. It seemed like Lao Chen from the fishing tackle shop wasn't even willing to sell to him.

Dandan Island.

We can only use hooks to pick up the kelp that washed up on the shore and put it into baskets. Now we can get back a little bit.

"Director Li, there are 48 boats in total. Except for your big iron boat, all the fishing boats in our village are here."

Two days ago they were laughing at Li Duoyu from Dandan Island making a fuss, but now they couldn't even cry.

After the aunt finished speaking, she looked at the old man who looked unconvinced but did not dare to talk back: "Why are you still standing? Move things quickly. You have offended so many people. If you offend Director Li again, , How do you want us to live?"

Seeing what the aunt said, Li Duoyu laughed on the spot: "That's right. You only have one life. There is no need to gamble with it. We are seaside people and we can't joke with typhoons."

Seeing that the old man had no intention of leaving and wanted to continue living in this dilapidated house, Li Duoyu frowned and said: "This typhoon may be bigger than the last one. If you continue to live here, something will happen."

The wind and waves were stronger than last time, and the "sea roar" could be heard everywhere, and this time the horse racing clouds were more obvious.

The uncle frowned and didn't intend to give up here. Instead, he said: "It's not that serious. I'll just use another bamboo pole to prop it up. The last typhoon was so strong, wasn't my house okay?"

After looking at several old houses, Li Duoyu discovered a dilapidated house. The beams were eaten by insects and were now supported by a wooden pillar.

"Well, after the typhoon, you guys come to me. I happen to have a new factory over there in Qixing Bay. You two can come over and help with the sanitation. If you work there for a year or two, maybe you can build a new home. "

After hearing this, the aunt's face was filled with joy: "Thank you, thank you so much, Director Li."

The uncle, who was as stubborn as an ox, was hit in his weakness the moment he heard these words. He also knew very well that what he said was not pleasant.

In the process of interacting with people, it is easy to offend people, and he does not want to live in a house with a roof that may collapse at any time.

But there is really no way. Most of the villagers on the island now go to the dock to make money. He is the only one who is still growing corn and sweet potatoes, and has no money to build a new house.

Lao Zhangtou's eyes were slightly red: "Thank you, Director Li, we will move to the village committee immediately and will never cause you any trouble."

"That's right. If you have any difficulties in the future, just come to the village committee to find me. I remember that you used to go fishing with my father."

Lao Zhang nodded, and then gestured to his knees with his hands: "At that time, you were so small. I didn't expect you to be so big and powerful now." "Okay, I'm going to the next house. ”

"Director Li, please walk slowly."

Next, Li Duoyu walked through all the dilapidated houses in the village and found five more dilapidated houses, almost all of which belonged to the half waist and village committee.

These people were very careless in building houses at the beginning, and many houses could not withstand typhoons.

The village committee couldn't accommodate so many people, so Li Duoyu discussed with Principal Zhu and freed up two newly built classrooms for them to stay temporarily.

After inspecting the dilapidated building, Li Duoyu returned to the eel breeding factory. His second brother, Xiao Chao, and brother-in-law were reinforcing the factory building.

Xiao Jin, who was still wrapped in plaster, also ran over to help. Seeing Li Duoyu's dark face, Xiao Jin grinned and said, "Brother Yu, I'm just here to deliver something. I'll go home and lie down right away."

After saying that, he rubbed oil on his soles and ran away.

Li Duoyu looked at the eel factory in front of him. This factory was built two years ago. The entire roof is made of bamboo frames.

If a typhoon were to land near them, there would be no point in reinforcing it. The bamboo frame roof would not be able to withstand it.

Li Duoyu said to Chen Wenchao: "Xiaochao, there is no need to reinforce the roof. First, wrap all the equipment with tarpaulin."

"Okay, Brother Yu."

To be honest, Li Duoyu is really unsure about this typhoon. Once it lands in the nearby sea, his losses will definitely not be small.

The first to bear the brunt is this eel factory, which is likely to be blown down directly, and the hundred acres of oysters he cultivates, all of which are oyster seedlings.

Now there is no place to move at all. During the time when they were harvesting kelp, his father could only put all the oyster seedlings in the pond to raise them.

But when the typhoon is over, we don’t know how many oyster seedlings will survive. Everything can only depend on God’s will.

Apart from the possibility that the eel plant would be blown over, there was no way the fishing rafts would hold up.

Two days ago, Li Duoyu had already brought all 250, Hei Niu, and the puppies ashore. As for the fishing rafts, he would dismantle those that could be dismantled and collect those that could be harvested.

On the contrary, what Li Duoyu is least worried about is the shrimp farm. To put it bluntly, if even his shrimp farm cannot survive, then this typhoon will kill many people.

As the typhoon became more and more severe, the oyster farmers in Nanri Town were also miserable. My aunt Zhang Guifen's natal family, Liu Yun's relatives, also raised hundreds of acres of oysters.

Liu Yun now has no brains to believe Li Duoyu. Five or six days ago, he started asking his hometown to rush to harvest oysters.

But even if the harvest took such a long time, less than 30 acres were harvested, which was the reason for the low harvest efficiency.

Their method of raising oysters is different from Li Duoyu's. Li Duoyu raises oysters on a rope. Just untie the slip knot on the rope and you can lift a whole bunch of oysters away.

Regardless of whether the tide is high or low, oysters can be harvested here in Li Duoyu.

The oysters in Nanri Town are mostly cultured using the pillar culture method, which is also the method that Lao Li used at the beginning.

With this farming method, the oysters can only be pried when the tide is low. This is the main reason why it took them so many days to harvest 30 acres.

Seeing the approaching waves, the oyster farmers in Nanri Town looked helpless. They could only pray that this typhoon would be smaller so that their losses would be less.

At the same time, they also made up their minds. As soon as the typhoon was over, they would go directly to Dandan Island to find Li Duoyu and ask for advice on how to raise oysters by hanging them.

The Haixin Eel Factory in Nanri Town has also been very nervous these two days, as everyone is reinforcing the factory building and draining the eel pond.

Zhang Sanming, the person in charge of the eel factory, discovered that these breeding experts, apart from not being able to cure eel diseases, were not all good at it.

This Zhang Xuejin is quite capable. Even before the typhoon came, he had already considered the consequences. He even considered the possible imbalance of the water body after the typhoon and even the disinfection.

What Zhang Sanming regrets most in the past two days is that he put Zhu Xiuhua back. The efficiency of the people in the factory is really too low now.

Comparing with her, everyone works like a snail. If you don't curse a few words, you won't be diligent at all.

But there is no way. If she is not kicked out, there will be no extra shares for the breeding expert in the overseas province.

It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, only an hour or two before the typhoon made landfall, and the wind on the sea surface was already very strong.

The big raindrops no longer fall down, but hit sideways like waves.

At this time, even closing the window is useless, the rainwater will flow into the house along the cracks in the window.

Li Duoyu's oyster field and the bamboo poles still stuck on the tidal flats were all swaying, and from a distance, a large area would disappear from time to time.

On the other side of the pier, the waves hit the pier. With a snap, waves more than two meters high were stirred up, and a large amount of sea water washed against the pier.

The residents on the dock side moved all the things on the first floor to the second floor. Uncle Zhuang's family went even more exaggerated. Not only did they move the things on the first floor, they also removed all the door panels.

After neighbor Lao Lu saw it, he couldn't help but shook his head: "Is it so exaggerated? Even the door panel was removed."

Lao Zhuang sighed: "I don't know why, but I always feel that this year's typhoon is different. It's better to take it down than wash it away."

Lao Lu frowned and said: "I also think there is something wrong with this typhoon this year. It is too weird. This has never happened before. A typhoon can come twice."

"Ugh!"

Due to the last typhoon, Chen Wenchao's grandma was injured. The typhoon was coming soon. Li Duoyu did not arrange for Chen Wenchao to work and directly ordered him to go back to be with his family.

The radio in the village is still broadcasting, and the broadcaster Uncle Mao keeps reminding everyone: "The typhoon will log in tonight. Please pay attention, try not to let the whole family fall asleep, and leave one or two to carefully observe the houses and doors."

But the sound of the sea breeze was so loud that no one could hear the loudspeaker in the village. After broadcasting continuously for half an hour, the village radio stopped.

Li Duoyu stopped the operation of several diesel engines in the eel factory and checked the embankment of the eel pond again.

Everyone was immediately asked to leave the eel factory. Not only was the janitor Zhu Jianmin called back, but he also took away the "wetting his pants" and others.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the water has risen at the pier. The waves have already reached Uncle Zhuang's balcony on the second floor. On the first floor, the water has already covered the golden mountain, and there are even several stinky rivers. The belly fish was swimming around on the first floor of his house.

After learning about this situation, Li Duoyu ran over in the rain and saw that the tide had almost flooded the pier.

The pier was full of garbage, including a large number of broken moso bamboos and foam floats connected to the main rope of kelp.

Seeing this scene, Li Duoyu directly shouted with a loudspeaker: "Uncle Zhuang and Lao Lu, the waves are expected to be very big this time. For those households near the sea, please take the quilts quickly and go to school immediately."

"Did you hear me."

"Hurry up, don't force me to curse, okay?"

(End of this chapter)