Su Huaiyue trotted all the way to the library and pushed open the slightly old wooden door. With a creaky sound, a scent of old books mixed with a faint musty smell blew in his face.
She took a deep breath to calm her rapid breathing caused by her hurried journey, and her eyes quickly scanned the rows of tall bookshelves.
The bookshelf is filled with various ancient books, some of which have torn covers and some of which have yellowed pages.
She moved between the bookshelves, her steps light but somewhat anxious, her fingers gently running across the spines of ancient books, carefully identifying the handwriting on them, as if she was looking for a long-lost treasure.
Not long after, Su Huaiyue found several ancient water conservancy books that looked very old. The pages were yellowed and exuded the breath of time.
She carefully held them in her arms, as if they were rare treasures, and walked to an old wooden table.
The table was covered with dust. She blew it away gently before slowly sitting down and gently spreading out the ancient books one by one.
She moved gently, fearing that she would damage these precious ancient books.
Her eyes were fixed on the pages, not missing any useful information.
Her eyes revealed unprecedented concentration and persistence. Every word was like a key to unlocking a puzzle. She interpreted it with full concentration, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.
The light in the library was dim, with only a few rays of sunlight struggling to shine through the narrow gaps in the windows and onto the ground, forming golden beams of light with dust flying in them.
In order to see more clearly, Su Huaiyue kept adjusting the position of the ancient book so that as much light as possible would shine on the pages.
Her eyes were sore from staring at the densely packed text for so long, and the words in front of her eyes began to become blurry, but she just rubbed her eyes and continued to look up the words.
Her stomach had been rumbling for a long time, but she was unaware of it, her mind full of knowledge and data about water conservancy projects.
When she encountered obscure terms and complex hydraulic principles, her brows would furrow tightly and she would fall into deep thought.
After thinking for a while, she closed the ancient book, stood up and left the library.
I asked around for some famous old craftsmen in Youzhou.
The old craftsmen have lived in Youzhou for most of their lives and have rich practical experience. Although they have not read many books, they often have unique insights into some practical construction and water conservancy issues.
Su Huaiyue came to the home of an old craftsman, who was sitting in the yard repairing farm tools.
The yard was filled with various tools and wood, and the old craftsman's hands were covered with calluses, rough and powerful.
She greeted the old craftsman politely, her voice a little tired but full of respect: "Sir, I'm sorry to bother you."
Then he took out the paper with the problem recorded from his pocket and handed it respectfully to the old craftsman.
The old craftsman put down his farm tools, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his rough hands, took the paper, and squinted his eyes to read it. Su Huaiyue waited nervously on the side, occasionally adding some background and understanding of the problem: "Uncle, look, I saw this place in this ancient book, and I don't quite understand its meaning. Since you are experienced, can you help me take a look?"
After listening to this, the old craftsman tapped the paper with his rough fingers and said slowly, "Girl, I've encountered the same problem you asked before. When we were repairing the well in the village, we also encountered a similar situation..."
The old craftsman patiently recounted his experience, his voice low and hoarse, carrying the vicissitudes of time.
Su Huaiyue listened attentively and asked some questions from time to time.
After leaving the old craftsman's house, Su Huaiyue had some new ideas and methods in her mind. She couldn't wait to return to the library to combine these new ideas with the knowledge in ancient books.
The moonlight was like water, sprinkling in the yard and covering the whole world with a layer of silver gauze.
Su Huaiyue returned to Wei's house with a stack of ancient books and papers recording the questions.
Wei Che didn't know whether he just happened to pass by or had been waiting for a long time. When he saw her come back, he dispersed his tiredness and came forward to ask, "Did you get anything?"
Su Huaiyue placed the ancient books and papers on the table, and said with a tired but expectant look: "Wei Che, I encountered some difficulties when I was looking through the ancient books, and I want to discuss them with you."
Wei Che looked at her tired face, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes, but he knew that she would not give up until she figured it out, so he sat at the table with her.
After a night of unremitting efforts, Su Huaiyue's eyes were bloodshot, his face became as pale as paper, and his figure looked even thinner.
She finally drew the picture.
It is a detailed and feasible water diversion method.
She looked at the picture in her hand, feeling mixed emotions: joy, fatigue, and more importantly, a sense of accomplishment.
Su Huaiyue told everyone in the Wei family about this matter. Everyone sat together and listened to her explanation carefully.
After hearing this, everyone except Wei Ersao supported her.
Mrs. Wei Er sat on the chair, leaning back slightly. After hearing Su Huaiyue's proposal for water diversion, she first curled the corners of her mouth, revealing a hint of sarcasm, and then curled her lips, as if to say that Su Huaiyue's idea was absurd.
Gently fanning herself with her handkerchief, she said sarcastically, "I'm not saying anything harsh about you, but you're a woman who never leaves the house, and yet you insist on taking on things that give men headaches? This water diversion project is no small matter. If something goes wrong and everyone's livelihood is affected, can you bear the responsibility?"
Her eyes were full of disdain as she looked Su Huaiyue up and down as if she was looking at a clown who overestimated his own abilities.
Su Huaiyue stood among the crowd with an upright posture. When she heard what Wei Ersao said, she frowned slightly. Although she felt a little helpless in her heart, she still remained patient.
She took a step forward and explained sincerely, "I've studied this water diversion plan over and over for many days, consulting ancient books day and night, and even visiting and consulting experienced craftsmen in the village. I'm absolutely confident."
Upon hearing this, Wei Ersao immediately straightened up, her eyes glaring, and she retorted in a shrill voice, "Confident? How confident can you be? What do those old craftsmen know? They're just peasants, guarding this small place their whole lives. What kind of experience can they have? If this plan is really so good, why didn't anyone think of it before, and why do you come out now and say it can work? I think you're just dreaming."
As she spoke, she waved her handkerchief vigorously in the air, as if to blow away all of Su Huaiyue's thoughts.
Wei Che, who had been standing beside Su Huaiyue, took a step forward, clenched his fists, and couldn't help but say, "Second sister-in-law, she's been working day and night for this plan. Do you know how much effort she's put in? It's all for everyone. Don't question her efforts and dedication here for no reason."
Wei Che's voice trembled slightly with excitement, and his eyes were full of protection for Su Huaiyue.
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