Chapter 214 The Road That Even the Gods Can't Open(2/2)
"Another thing, you need to pay special attention to safety when using fire tomorrow. It's autumn now and the weather is dry, so fires are easy to happen."
"The terrain here is complicated. If something happens, 119 will not be able to get through."
"If the mountain really burns down, none of us can bear the responsibility. Do you understand?"
"Understood! Ah Qing, we have organized the fire prevention team. The whole village will be patrolling tomorrow. Just keep it in mind!"
"Okay, then I'm relieved."
Wang Qing took a deep breath and his expression became serious.
"Next, we have to discuss the road construction plan."
"In at least half a month, all the rice in our village will be harvested. This means that we will officially enter the slack period."
"According to our road construction plan, we will take advantage of the slack farming period to rush forward and try to complete the most difficult road in Wayaotou within this year."
"We have not changed this plan."
"Now, I want to ask everyone, are there any problems in terms of manpower and family finance?"
Upon hearing his words, the entire ancestral hall fell silent instantly.
In fact, everyone is well aware of the road construction plan and basically accepts it. But to say that there are no difficulties at all would be a joke.
For the villagers here, even in the slack season, there are still countless jobs to do. Who can really guarantee that there will be no problem with manpower?
However, in this situation, no one is willing to be the first to stand up and admit defeat.
Looking at everyone's reactions, Wang Qing knew what they were thinking. After a moment of silence, he said:
"I won't force you to build roads."
"If everyone thinks that we really can't sustain it anymore, then we won't do it."
"The time and energy wasted in the past two years, from now on, I, Wang Qing, will slowly find a way to replenish everyone."
"Ah Qing! What the hell are you farting at?"
Before Wang Qing finished speaking, an old man stood up from the crowd.
He glared at Wang Qing angrily and continued:
"Building roads is everyone's decision, not just your decision, Wang Qing's."
"Now, we are encountering difficulties and we don't have enough manpower, but we haven't reached the point where we have no other options."
"What do you mean by saying dejected words here? Looking down on us?"
"I'm going to leave my words here today. You, the four barbarians, can make a difference!"
"As soon as the Ox King Festival is over tomorrow, we will go to Wayaotou immediately. I will go there myself!"
Hearing the old man's words, the emotions of everyone in the ancestral hall were suddenly aroused.
"Yes, if you want to build a road, build it. If there are not enough people, just slow it down. In ancient times, there was a foolish old man who moved mountains. Can't we move them?"
"That's what I said. My family is in a bit of trouble and the rice hasn't been harvested yet. I'll go there when the rice is harvested and I'll provide two laborers."
"I can also come up with two! My mother-in-law can't go, and there are pigs to feed at home."
For a time, people kept asking to sign up, even if they were really having difficulties at home, it all explained the situation.
They were thinking of various ways, racking their brains to think about how to get the "road construction" thing done, but it seemed that the idea of "retreating" had never occurred to them.
Wang Qing couldn't help but feel a little moved.
He opened his mouth and said:
"Since everyone is so positive, let's continue as planned."
"This section of Wayaotou is the most dangerous and difficult part of our road. When we go up the mountain, everyone must pay attention to safety, especially the safety rope must be fastened, don't find it troublesome!"
Everyone agreed in confusion, and the expression on Wang Qing's face relaxed slightly, but at this moment, someone asked:
"Ah Qing, last time we said we would go to the county to find a way, is there any way now?"
"The road is so long, wouldn't it be enough just to rely on the people in our village?"
"Even if the county doesn't send anyone, it would be better to send us two excavators. The work that the excavators can do in one day is enough for us to do at least several days."
Upon hearing this, Wang Qing sighed and said:
"I went to the county to ask, but there is no confirmation yet."
"But I'm not afraid to tell everyone."
"This matter is basically hopeless."
"The county can provide part of the money, but not the people."
"Equipment, there's really nothing we can do about it."
"The mountains here are too high and the roads are too narrow, so an excavator can't get up. If we insist on using an excavator, we can only dig up the entire mountain, which is too expensive."
"So, everyone should not hold out any hope. If we really want to do it, we can only do it ourselves."
After hearing his words, everyone's faces showed a look of disappointment.
Someone said:
"It's better to rely on your father and mother than to rely on yourself. I've already told you that it's useless to ask the county."
"What can they do? Our village is still like this after hundreds of years. It's impossible for it to change in their hands, right?"
"If you expect them to succeed, you might as well expect the Ox King to come down to earth and open the mountain."
"Hahaha, that's a solution. Tomorrow is the Ox King Festival. If you light some incense, maybe the Ox King will appear."
Listening to their words, Wang Qing felt a little uncomfortable.
He looked at the people walking out of the ancestral hall and involuntarily hummed the song "Send Meishan Ci" to be sung on the Ox King Festival.
".Sent into the first cave of Meishan, the nine-fold bend of Shiyan dripping water."
"Sent into the second cave of Meishan, it is difficult to pass the Niubian bridge."
The water is like a nine-fold bend, and the road is difficult for oxen to pass.
The situation in Luojiao Village has been vividly described in the lyrics of Thousand Years Old.
But he didn't know how long this situation would last.
Chapter completed!