Chapter 18 The Old Party Secretary's Determination Zhou Yimin probably understood the old party secretary's idea and supported him in organizing everyone to dig a few more such pressurized wells in the village. In this way, his family's pressurized water well will not be so dazzling, and no one will always be staring at it. Otherwise, it is inevitable that someone will be jealous. If there are several such wells in the village, there is no need to worry. In addition, Zhou Yimin also hopes that this type of water pressure well can serve the people in advance. At least we played a small role during these three difficult years. It is not difficult to predict that if too many water pressure wells are dug, the groundwater level will continue to drop, which will be unfavorable for the future. But who can care about the future now? Let's just survive these three years first! "I spent 50 yuan." Zhou Yimin said truthfully. There are only a few parts in a water pressure well, and the steel used is not much. If it is mass-produced, the cost should be less than 50 yuan. "So expensive?" 50 yuan may not be a particularly large sum for city workers, but for farmers who earn a living in the countryside, it is a huge sum. You know, in recent years, it only costs about 5 yuan to marry a wife in the countryside. "How much did it cost to build the previous well in our village?" Zhou Yimin asked.
The old branch secretary was immediately speechless. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Can we definitely get water?" Zhou Yimin explained: "This is groundwater. Normally, the groundwater in a place is about the same depth. Judging from the situation of the water well we just drilled, the groundwater level in our village is about 10 meters deep. In other words, if we dig the original well in our village two or three meters deeper, we will also find water. However, as we continue to use water, the groundwater level will drop, and it is hard to say how long we can use it. Unless it rains, the groundwater we have used will be replenished. " The old branch secretary understood this simple explanation. "So water can be obtained by digging deeper into that well?" The old branch secretary's eyes lit up. If that is the case, then if he organizes the villagers to continue digging two or three meters under the foundation of the well, it seems that the problem can be solved. Why spend money? "It's possible, but I can't guarantee how much water will be discharged." The old branch secretary nodded. No matter what, let's try it out. If it works, that's great. If not, we can think of other ways. He did not hesitate and immediately led people to dig. Now the crops are waiting for water! "What are you standing there for? Follow me." The villagers who came to watch the fun left one after another. Zhou Yimin's grandparents were delighted. With this pressurized well, their family no longer had to worry about water. The old man even took a sip and found that the water was almost the same as the previous well in the village. Their eldest grandson is still the most amazing. He was the one who built such a convenient well. "Da Zheng, what are you doing?" Suddenly, the old man frowned. Zhou Yimin turned his head and saw a man kneeling down to the old man. "Great uncle, I heard that you have milk powder at home, can you sell some to me? My girl can't hold on any longer." The man kept kowtowing, and mud and sand were almost embedded in his forehead.
His little girl was born a few days ago, but his wife was so hungry that she was almost dying. How could she produce milk? At first, she even begged her sister-in-law to give the little girl a few bites of food. Now, my sister-in-law can no longer express milk. Zhou Dazheng was mentally prepared for his daughter to die. Just now, he accidentally heard the news about milk powder. Because there were so many people present, he waited patiently until they left. Otherwise, if every family came to borrow milk powder from his uncle's house, how much would they be able to borrow? Third Aunt looked a little embarrassed, as her girl had let the secret slip by accident. A child! When I have something delicious, I can’t help but show off to my friends. Zhou Yimin's grandfather sighed, said nothing, and looked at his wife. The grandmother looked at her grandson. "Grandma, sell him a bag for 10 yuan a bag." Zhou Yimin said. It's not good to give it away for free, because then everyone will come to borrow it. When Zhou Dazheng heard this, he nodded quickly: "I will go home and get the money. Thank you, great uncle, great uncle, and thank you, Sixteenth Uncle." In fact, the family only had 20 or 30 yuan. For a bag of milk powder, almost half of the savings had to be spent, but Zhou Dazheng did not hesitate. "Take it back first! Send the money over later." Mr. Zhou said reasonably. Zhou Yimin's grandmother took out a bag of milk powder and handed it to him. Zhou Dazheng quickly hid himself in his clothes and ran back home stealthily. As soon as he left, Aunt San caught Lai Fang and beat her violently. Grandpa and grandma did not stop them, because they had to teach the child a profound lesson, otherwise he would not be able to resist telling others next time when he had something delicious. "Aunt San, please don't hurt him, that's enough." Then, Zhou Yimin waved to Laifang and gave her a piece of candy. He also reminded: "Eat it secretly in the future and don't tell anyone else." The little girl shed tears while assuring Zhou Yimin: "Brother, my mother will not tell her in the future." Lai Fu and Lai Cai, who were not far away, were watching their sister eating candy, feeling a little envious, wishing they were the ones to be beaten. If they could get candy after being beaten, they would be willing to do so. "Grandpa, grandma, I'm going out for a walk." The old lady said lovingly, "Go ahead! Wear a straw hat and don't get tanned." The three little ones followed their big brother happily, barefoot. …… Zhou Dazheng returned home and quickly closed the door, which made his wife look puzzled. "Wife, look what this is." Zhou Dazheng took out the bag of milk powder from his arms. "rice flour?" How could his wife dare to think of milk powder? She just thought it was precious rice flour. If it was rice flour, if she made it into rice paste, maybe her daughter would eat a few bites. "It's milk powder, from my great uncle's house. It should have been brought back from the city by my sixteenth uncle." After saying that, he gave the milk powder to his wife and asked her to make some for her daughter.
Zhou Dazheng's wife was extremely surprised. She wiped her tears while taking the milk powder. Now the girl is saved. She took a bowl and carefully scooped out a small spoonful from the bag with a wooden spoon and gently put it into the bowl, afraid to spill even a little bit. Next, add warm water to the bowl, stir evenly, and feed it to your daughter. Zhou Dazheng went back to his room and took out the money in the house. It was all small bills, a few dimes or even a few cents, and counted them to make 10 yuan. After taking the money, he hurried out again and headed towards his great uncle's house. Not long after, Zhou Yimin heard the news that the well had produced water. However, the water flow was very slow and could not meet the water demand at all. This discouraged the old branch secretary and others. Of course, it's better than nothing. The old branch secretary found Zhou Yimin again and made up his mind. The village took out 200 yuan and dug a pressurized well in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest of Zhoujiazhuang. First, it is convenient for villagers to use water for daily life, and second, it is convenient for irrigation of the land. The 200 yuan was originally intended to be used to buy food, which was the life-saving money for the village. "Yimin, I'm sorry to trouble you again." The old branch secretary handed the money to Zhou Yimin. "Okay! I'll go back to the factory later." (End of this chapter)