Chapter 145 Who is going

Mrs. Qian put the cake in front of her and said, "You think that the dam is made of paper, and it will be broken if you say it is broken. Hurry up and eat it and go to school."

Man Bao no longer needs to be picked up and dropped off from school. After breakfast, he carried a small bookcase to school by himself.

As soon as he walked to the intersection in front of the school, he saw Mr. Zhuang standing on the side of the road looking this way. Man Bao immediately ran over, raised his head and asked, "Sir, are you waiting for me?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled slightly, looked back, touched her little head and asked, "Why is the village so lively?"

"The village chief called everyone to a meeting. I don't know if they will go fishing again."

Mr. Zhuang couldn't help but feel happy when he heard it, and his worries were dispelled a lot by her childish words.

Mr. Zhuang calmed down, took Man Bao back to the classroom, and arranged for her to study before returning to the small courtyard. He thought, what happened, he would know after school at the latest.

After school, Man Bao also found out, because as soon as he got home, the family was discussing who to serve this year.

It is said that their governor was urgently summoned to the upstream Jiangding Village yesterday afternoon, and was scolded by the magistrate because of the breach of the dam.

Of course, it wasn't their licheng who was scolded, they were piggybacked, and the most miserable was the licheng who was in charge of Jiangding Village.

However, the dam was broken even when people caught it. Originally, there were three villages between Qili Village and Jiangding Village. This matter had nothing to do with them, but the county magistrate meant to call the servants to repair the dam, so today Early in the morning, Li Chang came to look for the village chief.

The governor felt that the county would issue a military service order within a few days at most, so he gave advance notice so that everyone could be prepared.

Last year, it was Zhou Dalang's service. According to the order, it should be Zhou Dalang's turn, but unfortunately, this year's Thursday Lang will become a child.

Oh, by the way, he can still divide the land after he becomes a young man. Lao Zhoutou has already inquired with the village chief, and is planning to give a gift to the chief so that the land he divides will be better.

So the theme of today's discussion is, should Zhou Dalang go to serve, or should Zhou Dalang go?

With money in his back and an empty basket on his back, Thursday Lang just opened the door and met everyone's bright eyes. He felt a little panic in his heart.

He subconsciously took out the shackles on his shoulders and said, "I'm not greedy for money. If you don't believe me, ask the fifth and eldest sister. They all remember today's accounts."

Zhou Xi pushed him away and walked in, asking, "What's wrong?"

Everyone looked down at Shizuo Lang and looked back. Tue Lang said, "Isn't the upstream dam broken? The county may have to issue a military order."

Zhou Xi couldn't help but said: "Isn't that in Jiangding Village, why did you still come to our village?"

Old Zhou Tou said: "They are all on the same river, they are not good, can we be good?"

He said: "It's fortunate that the summer and autumn floods are over now. If it breaks open two months earlier, all the crops in the field will suffer, and I am afraid that the house will be in trouble."

Tuesday Lang said: "I remember that the dam in Jiangding Village was built five years ago, right then my eldest brother went there, why did it break?"

Zhou Dalang frowned and thought for a long time, then hesitantly said: "Is it because of the lack of wood?"

Thursday Lang felt that the current atmosphere at home was very unfriendly to him, so he quietly walked to Man Bao, squatted beside him, handed a letter to her, and inquired by the way, "Serve as long as you serve, why everyone? Are you staring at me?"

The letter was written by Miss Fu Er, and Man Bao happily accepted it, explaining to him, "Fourth brother, you are a child this year."

Thursday Lang opened his mouth wide, clenched his shackles and asked, "So, so I'm going to serve?"

Man Bao thought for a while and said, "It is reasonable to say that this is the case."

Otherwise, we will take the wheel from the big brother, it is too cheap for the fourth brother.

Chu Chuan rolled his eyes and asked Man Bao in a low voice, "If I go to serve, what will happen to the ginger and yam in the field?"

Man Bao: "There are fifth and sixth brothers. They are very good now. No matter how bad it is, there is still second brother, and he will help."

"Then if I go, will my family go to the stove next to me to cook the broth?"

"It should be," Man Bao thought for a while and comforted him: "Fourth brother, don't worry, if you go, I will let the big brother and the others go to the side to build a stove and make soup."

Thursday Lang felt much better, and gave her the shackles, "Well, count the money today."

However, Man Bao decided to read the letter first. Anyway, Dad and the others are still discussing things, and they are not in a hurry to count the money.

In fact, Miss Fu Er wanted to write a letter to Man Bao yesterday, but it was because they had changed their place to sell ginger, so the letter was not delivered. But this morning, as soon as the girl heard the hawking outside, she sent the letter to Sent out.

In the letter, she rewrote the books she read and learned recently, and then mentioned that her family liked the dried fish she gave, and shared with Man Bao the gossip she heard.

After all, she was taken aback by Magistrate Fu at the time. She was only ten years old. Although she was very sensible, she couldn't help crying afterwards.

It was her mother who comforted her and said that it was none of her business, and she felt better, but she still asked people to find out what happened.

Of course, Magistrate Fu wouldn't tell her daughter this, but this morning her father came home tired and exhausted, and she still knew what happened from her mother's nagging.

A section of the river dam collapsed. Fortunately, it is not the flood season. Except for some fields in Dingjiang Village, other villages have not been flooded.

Now that the autumn harvest has ended, Dingjiang Village has lost some vegetables, but no crops, but the fields with the deepest water will lose their fertility and may change from good fields to poor fields.

Fortunately, the dam is also broken, and if it is broken, it must be repaired.

Miss Fu Er said that her father lost his temper because he needed money to repair the dam, and it seemed that the county government had no money.

Miss Fu Er only gossips about this kind of thing and doesn't go into details, but Man Bao couldn't help but widen his eyes and exude his thoughts. If he has no money, the magistrate won't ask them again, will he?

At this time, the county magistrate was also thinking about this issue.

This year, he didn't want to issue another service order, and asked the villages to clean up their own water conservancy and open the land for Chengding.

But now it doesn't work.

But how to do this?

Which village's Laoding should be drawn, and which village's Laoding should not be drawn?

Of course, this is not the main thing, the main thing is, what about the materials for building the dam?

The county and the state have not applied for the construction of the dam, so this part of the money was not allocated this year.

When magistrate Fu thought about this, his teeth itch with hatred. The dam that was broken was built when he took office as magistrate, and it just so happened that it was built a year before he left office.