The farm manager named Maimati, who is a honest middle-aged man and doesn't talk much. Ye Yuze and his team stayed on the farm for a few days, and Maimati rarely talked to them, and they were all socializing in Lou Zhanjiang.

This is also one of the reasons why Ye Yuze is not very relieved. As a teacher, Lou Zhanjiang is not wrong in caring about farm construction, but Maimati made him feel uneasy.

After all, reservoirs are the foundation of the farm, it would be wrong for you, as a farm manager, but you have no ideas or expressions.

The reservoir is about ten kilometers away from the farm, so they chose to come to the evening just to take a look.

After all, it has been a few days since the incident happened. After the funds are in place, they cannot take action. Ye Yuze just wants to see how they plan to clean up the dredging?

Although Yuejin Reservoir was built very early, it has been reinforced over the years. The embankment is paved with asphalt roads, surrounded by green trees, and the scenery is very good.

Although the two of them have been here several times, to be honest, they didn't see it very clearly. The main reason is that they both drank too much and walked around in a dizzy way. They were still in the car.

At this moment, the twilight was like a huge piece of black satin, slowly wrapping up the Yuejin reservoir of Kunshan Farm.

In the sky, stars are twinkling, like fine diamonds embedded in the night. Their glimmer is reflected on the calm water surface of the reservoir, swaying slightly with the gentle evening breeze, like countless lively fireflies playing in the water.

The mountains in the distance are only hazy outlines, like the silhouettes of giants sleeping quietly, silently guarding this tranquility.

Occasionally, a few frogs croaking in the night break the silence of the night, followed by the chorus of insects, intertwining into a unique music of the night.

In the grass beside the reservoir, unknown wild flowers exude a faint fragrance, mixed with the moist water vapor, and permeate the air, with a wisp of wisps, refreshing the heart.

Several weeping willows on the shore sway gently in the breeze, and the slender willow branches are like gentle arms, gently caressing the quiet night.

The calm water surface is like a huge mirror, reflecting the vastness and mystery of the sky, making people unable to tell which is the sky and where is the water.

Occasionally, fish jumped out of the water, and with a "thump", splashing a circle of silver ripples, which flew in a flash and returned to peace.
Chapter completed!