Chapter 219 Heavy Rain
At night, Zhang An was sleeping soundly.
Suddenly feeling a chill coming down his body, Zhang An woke up in a daze and found that it was raining heavily outside the window.
There are still some raindrops falling into the room. Just listening to the sound of the rain, you can tell that the storm is not small, and there is a loud splashing outside.
Zhang An quickly got up from the bed and closed all the windows at home.
The temperature at night was not high, but after the rain, it was quite freezing.
Zhang An looked around the windows in his home to see if there were any leaks.
When I got downstairs, I found that my parents had already gotten up and were now taking care of those weak white insects in the silkworm room.
The temperature of the silkworm room downstairs was not greatly affected because the windows were closed tightly by Wang Fang.
And there is an old quilt hanging on the window, so there is no cool breeze blowing in, and the temperature does not drop too fast.
Then Zhang An walked to the third floor. He wanted to see Huatou's lair.
Hua Tou’s nest is placed under the eaves, which can provide shelter from wind and rain.
But not only was it raining heavily tonight, but the wind was also strong. It just blew the rain into the room.
At this moment, the eagle's nest was hatching eggs, and Zhang An didn't want them to get caught in the rain.
Eggs at this time are more likely to become bad if they are exposed to rain.
This is also the main reason why more bad guys appear when goshawks are hatching eggs in the wild.
The open-air nest is fine if it is exposed to the sun every day, but if it is exposed to too much rain, no matter how good the eggs are, they will inevitably go bad.
Zhang An came to the roof of the building. At this moment, a deep layer of rainwater had accumulated on the roof.
Fortunately, Zhang An was wearing sandals, and the water depth had already reached Zhang An’s insteps.
As expected by Zhang An, the rain was so deflected that it had already hit the wall of his house.
At this moment, Zhang An saw that the wooden board used to build Hua Tou's nest was already covered with rainwater.
The nests under Huatou and Baiyu also became wet.
Zhang An took the bamboo hat he brought and tied it to the eaves.
In this way, the rainwater that floats in can be blocked by the bamboo hat, and the flower heads can also get out from the side without affecting travel.
Hua Tou and Bai Yu became a little alert when they noticed the movement. When they saw it was Zhang An, they squatted back.
Zhang An discovered that the feathers all over Huatou's body were soaked by the rain.
This guy deserves to be a father, using his body to protect Bai Yu inside.
Only one of the white feathers squatting in the nest was wet, and the rest were blocked by the flower heads.
With Zhang Anfang’s bamboo hat, you don’t have to worry about rainwater drifting in when it rains heavily in the future.
Zhang An brought the flower head into the house and wiped the rainwater that was still dripping from his body with a dry towel.
Nothing was going on here at Huatou, so Zhang An went downstairs to take a look at the fish pond.
With such heavy rain, the deep space reserved in the fish pond may not last long.
Zhang An returned home and took out a simple raincoat made of plastic cloth.
Put on a big bamboo hat and go out towards the fish pond with a flashlight.
The rain is really heavy. If you go out with an umbrella, you probably won’t be able to hold it for long.
Arrived at the edge of the pond, Zhang An saw that the water level in the fish pond had surged, and now the water in the pond was almost overflowing.
Due to the lack of oxygen in the rain, there are fish constantly jumping in the air, breathing fresh air.
Seeing that the water level was about to rise out of the pond mouth, Zhang An hurriedly opened the sluice gate.
Although you do this, some fish will flow down the drainage outlet into the river.
But Zhang An doesn’t care at all. There is not much in his space, but there are a lot of fish.
Zhang An opened the water outlet in the drainage gate, and the water in the pond slowly disappeared.
But the situation was much better than Zhang An imagined, with few fish swimming outside.
It turns out that all the fish in the pond are rushing to breathe on the surface of the water at this moment, and there are only a few fish left at the bottom.
Even if there are, it is only some small fry that are carried out by the current.
After the rain continued for about an hour, it gradually became lighter.
Although the water surface of the fish pond is still very lively, it is much calmer than just now.
Zhang An estimated the amount of rain and closed the open floodgate, leaving only a small opening to continue to discharge water.
Prevent the water from pouring out of the pond and flooding your backyard over time.
Early the next morning, Zhang An was woken up by his mother.
Zhang An got up and took a look and found that the old uncle had come to call for someone.
No wonder the old mother woke him up today. Normally, Wang Fang would not wake him up when nothing happened.
"Uncle is here, what can I do?"
While washing his face, Zhang An said hello to his uncle.
“It rained so hard last night that a wall of mud rushed down the slope of the stone pass, and now the road is blocked.”
The old uncle heard this. , told Zhang An his purpose of coming.
“So I’m here to find you. Let’s go over together later and clear the road, otherwise the village won’t be able to leave.”
“Okay, I’ll just change my clothes. Go over."
When Zhang An was washing up, he saw that Zhang An had already gone out first with his tools, and the old uncle also went to inform other people.
This is a collective matter, and it doesn’t matter whose family has more people or less.
Everyone who is at home will always come when called. When the old man calls, he will go over with shovels and hoes to help.
After all, it would be a good thing for everyone if the road is dug earlier and the road is open to traffic.
Although there is a word "stone" on the stone pass, it is actually an earth bag with a large earth slope next to it.
In Zhang An’s impression, whenever it rains heavily every year, a wall of mud will be washed away by the water.
There is nothing we can do about this kind of thing.
That mountain is strange. The side facing the road has no rocks but mud.
Many trees were planted on the mountain before, but when it rained heavily, even the roots of the trees would be washed away.
This kind of landslide and mud-rock road phenomenon does not happen every day in the mountains, but it can be said to be very common.
Compared with other places, Changqing is just an intersection and has little impact on everyone.
In previous years, someone suggested building a fortress from the road ridge to get up.
This way you can block the falling mud and you don’t have to dig the road every time.
But experienced people can see that this method simply doesn’t work.
The slope is quite high. If we want to build a fort ridge, we need to build a high stone wall.
This would cost a lot, and the village simply couldn’t afford it.
And even if a stone wall is built, it is really difficult for the fortress to withstand such a large mud and stone road rushing down.
If you want to fundamentally solve this problem, just dig up the soil slopes on the mountain.
As a result, there is no mud on the slope. No matter how heavy the rain is, there will be nothing to wash it away.
But this idea is even more fanciful and unrealistic for now.
Although the slope in front of us is not big enough to move mountains, the amount of money it would cost to get in is simply not worth it.
So after much thought, we decided to wait until it washes down and then clean it up slowly.
Anyway, everyone only spared a little time, and nothing else was delayed.
Moreover, the amount of debris washed away in the past two years has been much less than before.
In a few years, it probably won’t collapse so much. As for safety, everyone is now used to it. It rains so hard and everyone knows that this place will collapse, so who will come here.
What's more, the old uncle also hired someone to make several warning signs and planted them at the intersection.
In the past, Changqing Qiaotou led out of the village gently, and there was no such bumpkin as Shiyakou.
But every time it rained, a wall collapsed from the mountain. Over time, it piled up here.
Zhang An changed his clothes and put on a pair of long glue shoes.
Although the rain outside is not heavy at the moment, it is still falling sparsely.
So Zhang An still wore the same equipment as last night, picked up the shovel and went out to help.
"Uncle."
"Brother An Zi."
Zhang An walked to the road and found that Huang Ming and Zhou Yang were also coming with hoes and dung baskets.
“You are here too, I thought you were still sleeping.”
“When I heard the heavy rain last night, I knew we had to work together today, how could we continue to sleep? Go down.”
This job happens almost every year, and everyone in the village is used to it.
Anyway, just treat it as if we all came together to have fun, brag, and finish it all morning.
A few people came to the blockage at Shiyakou. Many uncles had already arrived early and started to clean it up.
Zhang An and the others did not stand and watch. They joined the emergency repair team with the guys in their hands.
The cleaned mud does not need to be carried far, it can be piled directly under the curb next to it.
There is a nest under this roadside. Some people used to grow some peppers here.
However, it doesn’t matter who owns this place. After everyone knew that it would be used to pile mud, the village did not allow them to plant here.
Maybe after filling in soil year after year, this place can be filled in in the future.
I don’t know for sure when the time comes, but a parking lot can also be used here, which is also a good choice.
There are a lot of people coming to the village now, and the roads are full of heads. Everyone is talking to each other.
While working, we were bragging. Even if we were sweating profusely, everyone was still working enthusiastically.
It is also at this time that young people like Zhang An can feel the collective atmosphere of the past.
Now is different from the past. There are many people at home in the village now.
The old man was just walking around the village, with one or two people coming from each house, and there were sixty or seventy people on the road.
If we put it in the future for many years, it would be good to be able to call out more than a dozen people for such a job.
Because at that time the village was full of hobbling old people, and the young people had gone out to work.
Although the pile of mud that collapsed was not small, this section of the road was tightly blocked.
But everyone came here and worked for more than three hours, and the road was completely cleared
Some people even thought it was not enough. They had just finished warming up and they had already dug up the mounds of soil. It's open.
So the saying that there is strength in numbers is still true.
"Anzi, come to my house for a drink tonight."
On the way home for dinner, the old uncle said hello to Zhang An.
"Okay, I'll go there in the evening."
Zhang An did not refuse the old uncle's invitation.
According to my uncle's usual temperament, if he can speak in front of so many people, he must have something to do with him.
Otherwise, I would just come to the door later and say something.
When they reached the end of the bridge, Zhang An originally planned to go to the river to wash the mud off his water shoes.
But now the water level in the river has not only risen, but the water has become turbid.
So Zhang An also gave up his plan to go into the river and went home and turned on the faucet to rinse again.
When Zhang An and Zhang Jianguo returned home, Wang Fang was wiping the mulberry leaves they had just picked.
It rained all night last night, and even when I woke up this morning, there was still light rain.
So the mulberry leaves are full of water and very moist.
Although the environment in the mountains is very good now, the rain is quite clean.
But if such mulberry leaves are fed directly to silkworms, they will definitely start to have diarrhea as soon as they eat it, and they will die soon after.
So you have to wipe it clean with a clean towel and let it dry for a while.
Wait until the water vapor on the leaves has dried before putting them into the silkworm plaque for feeding.
Wang Fang saw Zhang An and his wife coming back, so she opened the bamboo cover on the table and prepared to have lunch.
Zhang An got up in the morning and went out with a shovel to dig a road without having breakfast.
Looking at the steaming food on the table, my stomach can't hold it anymore.
Now I took a bowl and soaked a few spoonfuls of green bean soup, and began to worship my own five internal organs temple.
"Xiao An, the two little fragrant pigs at home seem to have brought their cubs."
It rained today, so the animals in the pen were not let out.
They all stayed in the circle obediently, waiting for Wang Fang to feed them.
When Wang Fang just went to feed the pigs, she noticed something strange about several fragrant pigs.
I was very excited some time ago and loved the pigs that climb the walls through arches.
Today, I became very docile and even slept on the ground after eating.
Wang Fang has raised pigs for so many years. One look at the pigs and she knew that the two at home must be pregnant.
All the pigs raised at home were cut, but Zhang An kept the male fragrant pig.
Because it is not easy to find a fragrant pig breed around here. After cutting, there will be no suitable ones.
“You’ve already raised the cubs?”
Zhang An felt a little too fast. In his impression, it had only been a short time since he bought the pigs.
But in fact it’s not that short of a time. I bought it at the beginning of the year and it’s already five or six months old.
As for the fragrant pig species, it is generally ready for breeding at four or five months old.
“Then according to this situation, I can roast one to try during the Chinese New Year.”
In the future, not only will the family be able to roast sheep, but also suckling pigs. This life will become more and more popular. There is a sense of anticipation.
This is also a good thing for the family.
After lunch, the dark clouds dispersed and the sky began to clear.
"Godfather, can you make me a top? They all have it but I don't."
Zhang An, who was about to go out to see Tian, found that Li Yao was dragging a spinning top. Shashu Bangzi came over.
"Okay, godfather will do a good job for you."
Li Yao has been very good during this period. Not only did he finish his summer homework, but he also practiced calligraphy obediently.
Such a good performance certainly deserves a good reward, so Zhang An agreed.
Zhang An picked up the sand tree stick that Li Yao brought over, took a look at it, and threw it aside.
"This wood is not good. My godfather will find a good one for you."
Hardwood is generally used to cut tops, and softwoods like sand trees are not suitable.
(End of this chapter)