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Xu Barefoot yelled wildly on the phone: "Yishan, the dam of the Wuxiu Reservoir has collapsed."
The sound made Xu Yishan's ears ache. In front of Chen Xiaoqi, Xu Yishan couldn't speak, so he hurried to the side and asked, "Father, don't talk nonsense."
According to Xu Yishan's understanding, the collapse of the Wuxiu Reservoir dam is a big deal.
The county has always had special personnel to guard the Wuxiu Reservoir. The largest hydrological monitoring and supervision station in the county is located in Wuxiu Reservoir. There are as many as fifty reservoir managers alone.
If something happened to the Wuxiu Reservoir, the information would be sent to him through official channels. How could it be his father who came to tell him?
Xu Barefoot yelled furiously: "You kid, you don't even believe what your father says? Run for me, and if you go under the water, your Hongshan town will be ruined."
Xu Yishan said in a low voice: "Father, I'm going to run away, who will take care of the people? Don't worry, I'm fine."
Xu Chijiao said anxiously: "Son, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. You can manage so much by yourself. Listen to Dad and run away."
Xu Yishan hung up the phone call of his father Xu Barefoot without saying a word.
It's not that he didn't believe his father's words, he was thinking, how come there was no news from the county about such a big event as the collapse of the Wuxiu reservoir?
Chen Xiaoqi glanced at him and asked, "Whose phone is it? Your face is ugly."
Xu Yishan said in a low voice: "My father, he said, the Wuxiu Reservoir collapsed."
"The embankment collapsed?" Chen Xiaoqi's face turned pale, and she asked nervously, "How long has it been?"
"Just now." Xu Yishan glanced at the crowd queuing up to receive food and said, "Chen Xiaoqi, I have to evacuate these people urgently."
"Is it that serious?"
"Yes." Xu Yishan said solemnly: "You don't know how big the storage capacity of Wuxiu Reservoir is. When the dam breaks, all the water in the reservoir will be washed out, and the impact will affect half of Maoshan County."
Chen Xiaoqi only knows that the Wuxiu Reservoir is very large, unimaginably large.
The water surface of Wuxiu Reservoir stretches over a dozen mountains, winding around the mountains.
This is an emerald hidden in the mountains. Looking down from the sky, the turquoise water looks like a huge mirror.
The reservoir dam is more than 100 meters high, tall and majestic, with magnificent momentum. Looking down from the top of the dam, the people at the bottom of the dam are as tiny as ants.
When the Wuxiu Reservoir was built, only two water outlet channels were set up. But at the bottom of the dam, there are more than a dozen flood holes.
The Wuxiu Reservoir has never been dry since the year it was impounded. Even in severe drought years, the storage capacity of the reservoir remains above half.
When Xu Yishan was surveying the Wuxiu Reservoir, he calculated the storage capacity of the entire reservoir, and the figure he got surprised him. The capacity of the entire reservoir is hundreds of millions of cubic meters. With such a scale, not to mention Maoshan County, it is the Hengyue area, which is also the only large warehouse.
He once submitted a report to the bureau, suggesting that hydroelectric generating units should be installed in Wuxiu Reservoir.
His report was of course muddled, and the bureau leaders didn't take his suggestion to heart at all.
Xu Yishan's footprints have covered almost every corner of Wuxiu Reservoir. He was heartbroken that the waste of water could not create economic benefits, and he was angry that every time there was a severe drought, the reservoir manager insisted on not opening the sluice to release water for disaster relief.
He met many people in Wuxiu Reservoir, among them, the old monk Wuxiu in Wuxiu Temple became his best friend.
The Wuxiu Temple on Wuxiu Mountain is a small temple with low fireworks.
Investigate the reason, because Wuxiu Mountain is in the center of Wuxiu Reservoir, surrounded by a vast expanse of white water, without a boat, it is impossible to set foot on Wuxiu Mountain.
Strictly speaking, Wuxiu Mountain should become Wuxiu Mountain Range.
The mountain range is a meandering curve, a large mountain system composed of continuous mountains.
On one side of the Wuxiu Mountains is the location of Xu Yishan's hometown - Gushan Town. On the other side of the mountains is the source of the Hong River, and the Wuxiu Reservoir is the source of the Hong River.
When Xu Yishan saw the old monk Wuxiu for the first time, he was immediately astonished.
The old monk Wuxiu wears patchwork clothes all the year round. No matter how cold the winter is or the heat is hot, he has never added a piece of clothing, nor has he seen him lose a piece of clothing.
Nine incense scars were burned on his head, which were as big as copper coins. There is no hair on the head, but the beard is very long. The beard is grizzled, like a clump of fluffy silk, in the shape of a fairy.
It is said that since the Wuxiu Reservoir was filled with water, the old monk has never been seen going down the mountain.
Wuxiu Temple is not a big temple, it should be said to be very shabby.
A stone house built with stones, no more than two meters high, insideEnshrining a big Buddha with peeling oil paint, it is the main hall of Wuxiu Temple.
In the main hall, there is a futon, a drum, a bell, a wooden fish, and two tung oil lamps that are bright or dark.
Every morning, there will be the sound of bells ringing on Wuxiu Mountain. At dusk, there was the sound of evening drums on the mountain again.
? The morning bell and the evening drum do not stop all year round.
Some people even regard the sound of bells and drums in Wuxiu Temple as their work and rest time. The bell rings, it's time to get up. The evening drum is beating, it's time to rest.
If the weather is fine, you can faintly hear the sound of chanting scriptures accompanied by wooden fish floating on the water surface of the vast Wuxiu Reservoir.
The old monk Wuxiu didn't meet people easily. As long as the old monk didn't agree to meet the people who went to Wuxiu Mountain, the people who went up the mountain went around and couldn't find the way to enter the temple gate.
When Xu Yishan was surveying the Wuxiu Reservoir, he heard many legends about the old monk Wuxiu, and suddenly became curious, so he bought some incense paper candles, borrowed a boat from the reservoir management office, and went to Wuxiu Mountain alone to look for the old monk .
The old monk Wuxiu seemed to know that he would come, so he waited early at the gate of the temple to greet him.
Seeing Xu Yishan coming up, he put his hands together and sang a Buddha, and invited Xu Yishan into the temple.
Behind the main hall is the resting place of the old monk Wuxiu. Xu Yishan had carefully observed that there was no bed in the old monk's bedroom.
Those who become monks should first obey the eight precepts. But the old monk Wuxiu took the initiative to bring out the self-brewed osmanthus wine and asked Xu Yishan to drink it together.
There are two tall osmanthus trees beside the Wuxiu Temple, the trunks of which need to be embraced by two people. The crown of the tree spreads out like a huge umbrella, hiding the Wuxiu Temple under the crown of the tree.
At that time, a wealthy man heard about these two large hanging flower trees and was willing to spend millions to buy them.
Someone came to find the old monk Wuxiu, and expressed his willingness to pay a huge sum of money to buy the tree. The old monk said only one sentence: "If you can take it away, I will not take any money from a monk."
The rich man invited experts and a professional construction team. Hundreds of people worked hard on Wuxiu Mountain for three days. In the end, they didn't even move the bark, and they left in embarrassment.
Some people say that the two sweet-scented osmanthus trees are at least a thousand years old and have become spirits. How can ordinary people touch them.
Osmanthus wine is the wine brewed by the old monk Wuxiu himself.
Every August, the entire Wuxiu Reservoir can smell the faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus on Wuxiu Mountain is particularly miraculous. If you have a headache and brain fever, the illness will disappear immediately after smelling the fragrance of the flowers.
On August 15th, when the moon is in the sky, the old monk Wuxiu will spread a mat under the tree.
He gently shakes the branches, and the sweet-scented osmanthus will fall down one after another, covering a mat.
These sweet-scented osmanthus are the wine brewed by the old monk Wuxiu.
Not everyone is destined to drink Osmanthus wine from the old monk Wuxiu. Even Huangshan Mountain in Maoshan County is only heard of its name, but its wine is not seen.
But both Xu Yishan and his father, Xu Barefoot, have tasted sweet-scented osmanthus wine. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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