Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Chapter 125: Did I hit you? This is hitting the dog

From here, the construction team seems to be in sight, but in fact, they are not far above. If the bridge is far away, the effect of flood diversion and discharge will not be obvious.

Qiao Jianer walked along the river, checking the conditions of the river.

She discovered that there were not many stones in the river, but mostly old sand.

There is a large depression not far away on the other shore, which is said to have been formed by an earth dragon turning over decades ago.

Qiao Lianer went to the depression again and found that the large cracks had never closed and led to the distant mountains.

The more he looked, the more Qiao Jianer felt that he had a better chance of preventing floods today.

Although the Qiao family has obtained the divorce letter, even if the flood prevention effect is not obvious, it is impossible for Qiao Yunni to return to the Song family. The Qiao family will never do so even if they beat the Song family to death or cripple them.

However, if flood prevention is done well, the crops on the shore, including one's own, can be protected, and there can be less disturbance and avoid being criticized.

Slowly observing from the coast, when they were about to reach the construction site, Qiao Jianer turned his head slightly.

A head immediately hid behind a rock.

Song Ruier followed.

Qiao Jianer noticed someone behind her, but there were often people moving around in the fields and mountains near the village, so she was not surprised.

But the man seemed to be coming towards them, keeping a certain distance and walking stealthily.

At first glance, it was indeed this kid.

Qiao Jianer squatted down, picked up a stone that suited him, then took Qiao Zhizhi's hand and hid behind a clump of banana trees.

"Jian'er, what's wrong?" Qiao Zhizhi asked.

"Song Rui'er is following us. I'll teach him a lesson."

"It's this brat again, he still has evil intentions." Qiao Zhizhi said with disgust.

Sure enough, just as they were about to continue walking, Song Ruier popped up again.

But he couldn't see Qiao Lian'er, so he looked around for her.

Without noticing, a stone came flying through the air and hit him squarely on the center of his forehead.

"Ouch." A sharp pain came, Song Ruier pressed her forehead, and blood flowed out between her fingers.

Qiao Jianer walked out from behind the banana grove as if nothing had happened and continued to walk up.

"You little bitch, you threw a stone at me." Song Ruier yelled.

"Did it hit you? It's hitting the dog." Qiao Zhizhi turned around and made a face at Song Ruier.

Song Ruier was so angry that she wanted to chase after him, but she felt dizzy and had to sit down next to a big rock.

He said viciously, "Qiao Jian'er, don't think you are great just because you made a few bucks. This money of yours will be mine in the future."

That's how he thought. Isn't his mother's money and his sister's money his? He's a son, and this is what he deserves.

The construction of the bridge is already halfway through. The bluestone, marble and granite were all transported from the county town and have been cut, so efficiency was achieved from the beginning.

The craftsmen were busy coming and going, some were transporting stones, some were building stone walls, all of them had special tools and techniques, and some were chiseling and grinding the stones more finely. The stones had undergone several processing steps in the county, but in order to fully meet the standards for building a strong bridge and to ensure a perfect fit, some stones still needed to be polished.

Zhao Lizheng comes to the construction site every day. He treats the foreman here well, so he is very diligent and conscientious in his work. However, as the head of the village, he also has to fulfill his responsibilities.

"Uncle Zhao."

A crisp voice sounded beside him. Zhao Li withdrew his gaze from the project and saw Qiao Jianer.

"Jian'er, come and see the situation too." Zhao Lizheng said with a smile.

This bridge spans the two banks. It is both large and exquisite, with large holes for water to pass through and small holes for flood diversion and pressure relief. It is an excellent design.

At the beginning, he asked craftsmen to build a model of the bridge, which was more than two meters wide. Then he used a flood to hit it, but the bridge remained motionless, slowing down the power of the water to overwhelm the downstream.

It's just a bridge, so it can't provide 100% flood prevention, but it can provide 50% to 60% protection, which is enough to save 60% to 70% of the rice on both sides of the river.

For the villagers who have suffered from floods all year round, this is enough.

And those paddy fields that were not seriously affected by the flood can even be fully harvested after being protected by this bridge.

The bridge designed by Qiao Lianer can be explained.

"Uncle Zhao, let's talk over here." Qiao Lianer said.

Zhao Lizheng saw that she looked serious. Although this girl was young, she had more ideas than many adults, and all of them were effective.

I followed her to a secluded place.

"You said."

Qiao Jianer: "Actually, Uncle Zhao knows that if we want to prevent floods from the root, relying on just a bridge is not realistic."

Zhao Lizheng originally wanted to say a few words of comfort, but when he met those clear and bright black eyes, he knew that Qiao Lianer came not to hear his good words.

"Oh, yes, it's just—"

Qiao Jian'er expressed her concerns, "If we build a dam, we'll have to widen the river. If we build a reservoir, we'll also have to build one that can handle large amounts of flood water, which requires a wider river channel. This river flows through narrow areas, and there's no suitable area. Flood control often requires a combination of reservoirs and dams. This would be extremely expensive, requiring countless manpower, material, and financial resources, and I don't know how long it would take to complete."

"So what I thought of at the time was to build a bridge across a wider river. This was the least expensive, most time-consuming, and most effective method."

"But the bridge mainly serves as a buffer, and its role in flood diversion and discharge is not very significant because the total amount of water flow will not change. We still need to find other solutions."

"Sickle, I originally thought that only 60% to 70% of the crops could be saved. After this buffer, some of them could even be completely saved."

"This result can be considered as the effectiveness of your plan. I will never let your mother return to the Song family, so you can rest assured."

Qiao Jian'er shook her head: "Uncle Zhao, I'm not doing this entirely for my mother. I just want everyone to preserve as much food as possible. After all, we rely on this little bit of food from the fields all year round."

"I don't want you, Uncle Zhao, to go to the government office again and ask those landlords and gentry for relief money."

At the beginning, Zhao Lizheng had to beg for money from everyone he knew. It was very hard work and he lost a lot of weight. He probably doesn't want to go through that experience again.

"Girl, it's not that I don't want to, but it's very difficult to take out the money from other people. Once you take it out, you have to wait at least a few years before going back. If you go now, I'm afraid they will close the door and refuse to see you." Zhao Lizheng said, and also laughed.

Then his face turned more serious. "Now that you've said that, you must have another idea. Tell me about it."

If he could preserve food to the greatest extent possible, he would be very happy to do it, regardless of any difficulties or hardships.