Farmer's eldest sister becomes rich

Chapter 223: Collective Well Digging

In this way, they will live safely in the beehive.

Not long after, the queen bee calmed down in the cage. An Yue closed the lid of the beehive and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After they calmed down, An Yue opened two small holes to allow the bees to enter and exit freely, thinking that there were roses in the yard and they should be able to stay.

At this point, the beekeeping was finally completed.

An Yue stood in the yard thinking that she would go cut some bamboo early tomorrow morning and bring it back to enclose the vegetable garden in the yard with a bamboo fence to prevent livestock from approaching the beehive.

The sky at this time was already pitch black.

Chunzhi poked her head out of the kitchen and shouted, "Miss, it's time to prepare dinner!"

An Yue quickly responded, "Okay, let's prepare the meal right away."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards her room, changing out of her coarse clothes and anti-sting gear.

The three of them sat around the octagonal table and began to have dinner.

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After dinner, An Yue went to feed the piglets, An Nian took the oil lamp and volunteered to go to the east ear room to feed the silkworms, while Chunzhi washed the dishes and took care of the kitchen.

After the three of them finished, they went to wash up briefly, and finally went back to their respective rooms, lay down and fell asleep peacefully.

The next day, at the hour of Mao.

An Yue was the first to get up and go to the kitchen to make breakfast.

After breakfast, An Nian went to school again, while An Yue and Chun Zhi took the responsibility of feeding the poultry.

After feeding the silkworms and piglets, Chunzhi carried a wooden bucket to water the fields, while Anyue took a machete and carried a backpack to the back mountain.

He carried the basket on his back to pick some mulberry leaves, and held the machete to cut two bamboos to bring back.

Half an hour passed and it was already noon.

An Yue returned to the yard carrying a basket of mulberry leaves and pulling two bamboos.

As soon as she arrived at the yard, An Yue found that bees were collecting nectar from the rose flowers in the southwest corner of the yard.

Some of them even fly in and out of the small holes in the beehive. Everything seems so natural and harmonious.

An Yue put the mulberry leaves in the basket into the east ear room, closed the door, and started to cut the bamboo strips in the yard with a machete.

She was going to start making a bamboo fence half a person's height.

An Yue cut the bamboo into pieces of certain length and was about to cut them into flat shapes.

When I looked up, it was almost 9 o'clock.

An Yue quickly changed into clean clothes and went to the village chief's house at the west end of the village.

After closing the gate, they arrived outside the gate of the village chief's house in a moment.

At this time, most of the villagers had arrived and gathered outside the gate of the village chief's house.

An Yue nodded to them one by one and greeted them with a smile.

The villagers gathered in groups of five or eight, chatting about family matters.

Before long, the village chief came out from the gate and said to everyone, "Fellow villagers, please follow me."

Village chief Li Huairen walked towards the main road west of the village.

Everyone was puzzled by the village chief's actions, but they all followed him anyway.

When they reached a wide road, the village chief raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet and listen to what he had to say.

"Everyone, has anyone noticed that their fields have dried up?" the village chief asked loudly.

Everyone responded: "Yes! Yes..."

One of the middle-aged men shouted: "My terraced fields are already cracked. I wonder when God will rain again!"

"Yes, yes, the wheat leaves in the field have turned yellow and curled."

Another woman echoed: "My paddy fields have already..."

Everyone was talking at once, and the scene was chaotic and noisy.

Village chief Li Huairen stood on a high earth slope and shouted loudly: "I have called you all here today to discuss this matter."

Hearing this, everyone present fell silent in tacit agreement.

"As the head of Baili Village, I now solemnly propose a plan to dig a well."

When the people off the field heard that they were going to dig a well, they began to whisper to each other.

"There are currently three problems with this well digging plan that require our joint discussion."

Everyone stood on the road, looking up and listening to the village chief's speech.

The village chief cleared his throat again and said loudly: "First, those who have money can dig a well by themselves, and those who don't have money don't need to dig a well."

“Second, the village will collectively dig wells, and when there is a serious water shortage, the water will be shared equally.”

"The third is to leave everything to fate and wait for God to send rain."

"Of course, if there is no rain, everyone will either flee to other villages or sit and wait for death."

"Now, I will throw out these three questions and give everyone one stick of incense to discuss. The final result may cause controversy, but at that time, the minority will obey the majority opinion. What do you think?"

"Very good, very good..." Everyone expressed their agreement, and then they turned around and began to discuss together.

In a flash, an incense stick of time passed and everyone finished their discussion.

Village chief Li Huairen walked to the slope where he had been standing before and asked loudly, "What is the result of the discussion?"

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the audience, and the village chief raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

The village chief said, "Next, I will ask everyone, those who agree raise their hands, and those who disagree do not need to raise their hands. Each household can only send one person as a representative."

"Those who agree to dig their own wells, please raise your hands."

After the village chief asked the question, only a few people raised their hands.

Qin assisted in counting the households. After she finished counting, she whispered to the village chief, "A total of ten households."

The village chief asked again: "The second option, those who agree to collectively dig wells, please raise your hands."

As soon as the village chief finished speaking, most people raised their hands.

Qin began to count the people who raised their hands again. After she finished counting, Qin reported: "A total of sixty-five households."

The village chief continued, "Please raise your hands if you agree to let nature take its course and wait for the rain."

Several people raised their hands. Qin counted them one by one and said, "Twelve households."

"The final result was 'the majority agreed to dig a well collectively.'"

At this time, some people in the audience began to discuss in low voices various issues such as how to dig, how deep to dig, and when to start digging.

The village chief obviously understood what everyone was thinking, and the villagers were quite enthusiastic about digging a well.

Given the current situation, digging wells has become a top priority.

"There are more than ninety households in our village. In order to cope with the unknown drought, we have decided that every ten households will share one deep well. Of course, every ten households will dig the well together. What do you think?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Of course, we can't guarantee that every deep well we dig can store water during a drought. But as long as there is water in the deep wells in our village, no one will die of thirst."

"If it really comes to that, we must support each other and overcome the difficulties together."

This matter concerned the life and death of everyone in the village, and everyone listened very seriously.

In the end, everyone listened to the village chief's suggestion and decided to form groups of ten to work together to dig a deep well.