"We have food. We just need to plan well and find a way to survive for ourselves."
Before, Song Yuehua had only told Zhou Lizheng her general idea verbally. This time, she came prepared. She took out a piece of white paper from her arms, spread it on the table, and showed it to Zhou Lizheng.
"The best way is to build a wall to enclose the entire village, but this is too much work, so we will first build two high walls at the entrance of the village."
After Song Yuehua finished speaking, she marked the location, "The first wall is 40 feet high and 15 feet wide..."
"Wait a minute," Zhou Lizheng interrupted, "Are you talking about the city wall?"
Song Yuehua nodded, "Yes, it's best to mobilize the whole village to add mud and build walls..."
Halfway through the conversation, Zhou Lizheng called Zhou Ergui, Zhou Dafu and his two daughters-in-law in.
After listening to Song Yuehua's plan, Zhou Ergui said distressedly, "Now that we can't farm, how can the villagers be happy to work so much for nothing every day..."
"Why do you say it's all in vain? Isn't this for the good of the whole village?" Lin said.
Zhou Dafu said, "The situation is not that serious right now. No one can tell when it will rain. The biggest problem right now is how to get the villagers to agree."
Everyone fell silent for a moment. This was indeed a big problem.
Zhou Lizheng said, "Let me tell you about this. When encountering a drought, you can't survive alone. The victims outside are a disaster in themselves. If you want to survive, you have to work together."
Song Yuehua continued, "In addition to building walls, traps must also be set up."
Setting traps is Song Yuehua's specialty. Although refugees cannot get in with high walls, multiple traps can be considered as multiple layers of protection.
The conversation lasted more than two hours.
Zhou Baozhu stuck her head in and asked if they wanted to have a meal. Zhou Lizheng asked her to bring in 10 steamed buns.
After a while, Zhou Baozhu not only steamed the steamed buns, but also boiled more than a dozen eggs. The few of them ate while discussing the matter.
It was not until the evening when Dabao and Xiaobao came over that Song Yuehua stood up and said with a drawing paper, "Dongshan has enough manpower for the time being. I will prepare the wood first."
Zhou Lizheng stood up and said, "Okay, let Ergui go there tomorrow. I will discuss with the clan members in the next few days and ask each family to arrange some personnel."
Song Yuehua picked up Dabao and Xiaobao and went back. Dabao twisted his body a few times and said, "Sister, I'm not a three-year-old child. Don't hold me anymore."
"Haha," Song Yuehua put Dabao on the ground and laughed, "Dabao is a big boy now."
After saying that, she looked at Xiaobao again, and Xiaobao hugged Song Yuehua's neck and said, "I want big sister to hold me."
Dabao walked in front with his short legs, jumping and hopping. He picked up a branch and waved it while running. Song Yuehua followed behind holding Xiaobao. The sunset was dark in the sky.
There are only 30 acres of potatoes and 100 pigs on Dongshan Mountain, so there is a lot more manpower.
While the villagers were building the wall, Song Yuehua also had her own plans for the compound. It just so happened that there were ready-made manpower in Dongshan now, so she also wanted to prepare a backup plan for herself.
The next day, Song Yuehua came to the compound and first arranged for Bai Shu, Lan Yu and Wei Feng to live in the school.
There will be a lot of things to do in Dongshan, and it will be inconvenient for several students to live here.
After coming out of the compound, she called Zong Yi and his six subordinates to go cut down the trees together, and Song Yuehua was responsible for dragging them back.
Dao Xiaoyi is very strong, so Song Yuehua called her over to help drag the tree together. Dao Xiaoyi was originally very excited, but compared with Song Yuehua, she could not even drag half of her strength.
"Take it slow. Strength can be developed through training." Song Yuehua said.
The women in the compound were not idle either. Wen Xiaohua, Luo Si'er, and Tang were all outside making mud bricks. Several older men in the village brought in soil, and Ma Ye was driving an old ox to tread the soil inside.
Song Yuehua was busy here, and Baozi naturally received the news.
He knew that Song Yuehua had only harvested half of her radish field, and now the water in her potato field was barely supported by carrying water from the pig farm. Suddenly there was such a big commotion in the village and the compound, and he felt a little panicked as if he was left out.
After a busy day, Song Yuehua went home after dinner, took a shower, and was about to rest early when Baozi suddenly came to visit.
"Miss Song, you've been in the village for such a long time, but I'm only visiting you now. Please don't be surprised." Baozi said with a smile, carrying a basket of pastries.
Song Yuehua got straight to the point and asked, "Tell me, what do you want to see me about?"
"Well……"
Baozi suddenly felt that the polite words he had prepared might be useless, so he put down his things and spoke frankly.
"The fields have been dry lately, and we can't grow anything on the newly cultivated land. I'm worried. But since we're neighbors, I wonder if Miss Song has any good ideas..."
"Of course, if it is effective, I will reward you handsomely!"
There has been a lot of commotion in the village recently, so it's not surprising that Baozi would know about it. Song Yuehua asked with a smile, "Is this the Guan family's idea, or your personal idea?"
Baozi paused, then smiled and said, "To be honest, it was my personal idea to come here to find a girl."
Song Yuehua nodded and asked the question in her mind, "The Guan family should not be short of this hundred acres of mountain land, right? Now Guan Xiaodie is not here, why do you have to compete here?"
"Miss Song, why do you care about these things? After all, I came here sincerely to seek advice from you..." Baozi was about to make a joke.
Song Yuehua chuckled twice and said, "Is this your sincerity?"
Baozi thought for a moment, then restrained his flattery and said sincerely, "Miss Song, you don't know that the situation in Guan Mansion is complicated. I have no other intentions in staying here. I just want to guard the last of my master's family business. That's why I shamelessly come to ask you for advice. If you have a good idea, please give me some advice for the sake of our neighbors."
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