Chapter 1065

They dragged the fishing boat one foot deep and one foot shallow in the heavy rain. Everyone was full of energy. It seemed that when the rain stopped, all these would return to their original place and get on the right track.

Gu Zheng was the only one who walked alone on the uncertain road of the countdown. He had no way to tell his worries.

For the first time, Gu Zheng realized that he was so small. Under the power of nature, arrogant human beings were like humble dust, which were crushed and rubbed by their repetition and ruthlessness.

He can only tap the existing resources around him and use his skills to make him live longer.

Gu Zheng, who wiped the rain off his face, once again welcomed the scream of old lady Gu. With this call, aunt Gangzi hugged her warmly without being invited, and the wooden fishing boat that had just started was quietly parked in the empty wasteland of his courtyard, Let Gu Zheng use a chain lock from the drainage hole of the courtyard wall to buckle on the big pile in the courtyard.

Now, the handover of the fishing boat has been completed.

After Mrs. Gu knew the whole story, she talked to aunt Gangzi like a stream of kindness, but when she turned her head and looked at Gu Zheng's eldest son, the kindness in her eyes could not be stopped.

This is her son who has hurt all her life. When she gets old, she finally appreciates the good of raising a son.

In such a difficult day, if it weren't for my son to accompany me, help me, work hard and deal with more and more complicated things.

She doesn't know how many years her old bone can last.

That's good. The days are bitter and shaky, but the family is always together, laughing and crying together. It's really good.

The inexplicably sad Qin Xiulan was only pulled by aunt Gangzi and told their own old joke, and then returned to the original state of laughter.

Gu Zheng, who finished all the work, grabbed uncle Gangzi and said a more serious request to him: "uncle, I have a selfish intention to buy a boat. You go to the old village head's house with me. I found some major events related to our village. I have to touch the village head."

"It has something to do with our sea."

This sentence made uncle Gangzi's face serious. After slowly nodding his head, he followed Gu Zheng into the courtyard of the old village head's house.

When Gu Zheng said what he had seen on the dam, the old man, who had always been quiet and calm, stood up from his seat as if he thought of something and turned around in the main hall.

"I said how to close the construction site and wharf."

"So it is..."

"So it is..."

When the levee is completed, I'm afraid it's also the time for the villagers of nanzhuangzi to migrate.

This is the first line to prevent typhoon waves. When the first wave approaches, I'm afraid I can't live at all?

But?

Since we are aware of the potential danger, why not let the people of Yancheng migrate early?

Then, Gu Zheng's next sentence completely broke the doubts of a room of people.

"Where can we migrate? There's nowhere to go. When the drought comes, only our rainy coastal areas can live and grow normally. If even we migrate clean, won't this country exist in name only like those countries in the west?"

Yes, the residents of a country are scattered and sent to the nearest country... With the advance of drought, they will disperse and migrate.

This homeless and stateless migration is not only an unbearable pain for a country, but also scattered to every family, and there is no future disaster.

"So now we can only insist on following the footsteps of the country, not for others, but for the old and young of nanzhuangzi. We should thank the people who didn't migrate us for more than half a year because they didn't die of heat, thirst or starvation."

"What's more!" Gu Zheng took a sip of dry tobacco rolled by the old village head and said with a little excitement: "the speed and quality of construction projects in our country may be able to move back to nanzhuangzi when we completely block the impact of the first two waves."

"Now that the dam has been built, it shows that the government attaches importance to this land. When we really settle down, our tobacco city is still the same as before!"

The village head who was said to be deeply convinced nodded with uncle Gangzi and put out the smoke, thinking of passing the news to each household during the routine patrol at night.

In addition to giving the villagers a score in mind, it also allows them to prepare in advance.

There was no psychological burden on Gu Zheng's notice. After the hot test, everyone's acceptance and tolerance of this disaster have been greatly improved.

This is not true. When the news that typhoon and flood may follow spread all over Zhuangzi, all households did not react in a panic.

Joke, the children near the sea have the least fear of water, but when the news reached the ears of the citizens of Weiwu City, it became another reaction.

"Brother winning the bid, what should I do? Can I stay in this place?"

"Will there be a flood or a typhoon? Why build such a high dam?"

"Yes, brother Biao, I'll go and have a look. It's the same as the wind from nanzhuangzi. The sea is surrounded by a circle."

how? how? how?

We can't water.

Weiwu city belongs to the group of cities with serious water shortage in China. In ordinary days, not to mention the sea, even the lake has never been seen.

But Ma Debiao, sitting in the middle of the crowd, laughed again: "let's follow the people of nanzhuangzi and believe in the country and organization."

"If you are still worried, you are not afraid. Learn from the people in nanzhuangzi village and go to build a boat for your family."

"Whether it's a strong FRP fishing boat or a traditional wooden boat, I'd like to ask for peace of mind. If it's really flooded, all the materials at home won't be lost, won't it?"

After seeing those people and hearing what he said, Ma Debiao's smile faded.

Fool, money is something in front of life.

If you hold this money in your arms and don't want to take it out, don't expect others to be responsible for your life.

With these words, Ma Debiao didn't say much. He still waved to the little brothers behind him and took them to the village head of nanzhuangzi in the rain.

Next, it rained continuously

The continuous rain for several days made the old village head more convinced of Gu Zheng's judgment.

The whole village is preparing for the coming migration and possible flood disaster.

Now they are not surprised at the sudden door-to-door behavior of Ma Debiao and his party.

Until the other party put forward the request to buy a boat, the old village head's face showed a kind of sincere smile.

"Yes! We have no other requirements in nanzhuangzi village. Just a little... Can Mr. Ma do a good job in the management of the citizens of Weiwu city?"

"In the future common advance and retreat, just don't have the friction of the previous few days."

"You know, the villagers of nanzhuangzi don't have any thoughts of competing for power and profit, let alone ruling others."

"We just want to live together in this chaotic day."

"It is God's favor that these people now can live well and steadily."

"In the end, people who were not crushed by the disaster were killed by internal fighting. Why bother?"

"Do you think so?"

This is Gu Zheng's inspiration to his old village head.

Fight, he's not afraid, but what's the strength of the fight?

Even if you win all the people, you live alone for a long time. What's the meaning of being alone?

The smiling old village head looked at Ma Debiao's reaction, and the big bald lad who was really not waiting for idle people nodded his head heavily.

Yes! As long as you can get a boat, you can say anything!

The money for buying a boat seems not to be a thing for the citizens of Weiwu city.

At the moment when nanzhuangzi and Weiwu city jointly buy ships and build ships, Gu Zheng sitting at home is quietly waiting for the arrival of the first node about water.

"Click"

When the symbol of fire approaches the critical point of orange and yellow, and when the symbol of water enters the junction of light blue and dark blue, this sound is generated in Gu Zheng's mind.

What follows... Is the melting of snow and ice mountains like dominoes in the distant circle of the north and south poles.

"Wow..."

The broken ice, wrapped with snow and dust, fell into the warm sea, startled the towering waves, and made the polar animals stagger on it cry helplessly.

A snow-white bear struggled hard in the vortex formed after the huge wave, but was submerged by a wave and disappeared into the vast sea because of his final physical weakness.

At the same time, under the sea level of the equatorial zone, which is as hot as hot water, it is a scene like a dead area.

Countless fish, once colorful and alive, now smell rotten and drift with the ocean current in the community of coral reefs as white as limestone.

"Wow..."

"Wow..."

The tide is getting slower and slower. While Gu Zheng's node rings the prompt sound, the ocean has fallen into a state of permanent stagnation.

The dead plankton were suspended in the sea like ghosts in a supernatural scene.

The ice with a large proportion of salt melts into the ocean current, which finally ushers in the most serious unnatural phenomenon... The stagnation of the ocean cycle