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Chapter 216 Irrigation

Chapter 216: Filling water

A large group of people got out of the car, including Captain Li, Wang Sanpao and even Xiao Qiqi. The one who caught the fat man's attention was a stranger in his early thirties.

With the beam of light scattered by the flashlight, the fat man could also see the appearance of the person who came. He was elegant in appearance and had a bright eye, which was somewhat similar to the young man Huang.

"This is the webmaster Huang of the commune veterinary station, which is the brother of the young man Huang." The boss of the car introduced to the fat man.

"My name is Huang Shang, and I am still a family with the Fat Brothers." Dean Huang stretched out his hand and held the fat man's big hand together.

If it were usual, the fat man had to say "Meet the Emperor", but today he really didn't feel like this.

"Director Huang, it's great that you can come. We all look forward to you." The fat man said so heartfeltly.

"Let's go to the duck house first." Huang Shang was also anxious and rushed to the duck house first.

I found a duck shed to check it out, and his two long eyebrows were also twisted into lumps: "It's bird cholera, and I heard that it will be sprinkled out during the day, and all the sheds are mixed together, and I'm afraid it's all infected."

"What medicine can be used to treat it?" The fat man was most concerned about this, and his last hope.

Dean Huang shook his head: "There is no way to do it after getting sick. You must prevent this type of disease before it happens."

The fat man's mind roared, and the last hope was disillusioned.

"Why are some still eating without being infected?" asked the monkey-spoken, blinking his little eyes.

"There will be any time for individual differences." Dean Huang walked through several duck houses, then went around the goose shed, and a hint of doubt appeared on his face: "One-third of ducks and geese should have been infected, which is a little strange. Logically speaking, once a bird cholera occurs, at least 80% of the birds have signs of disease. It may be that they have just started the disease, and some are still in the incubation period."

"Director Huang, you guess how much loss can be in Tencent?" The fat man still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that this number could be within the range he accepted.

"It's hard to say, it's usually more than 70 to 80 percent." Dean Huang said it was actually quite conservative. He also saw that the losses of Tencent were estimated to reach tens of thousands of yuan at least. This blow was too big.

"These ducks are so pitiful." Qiqi twitched her face and wandered around the duck shed, and used her hands to lift the drooping duck head. The duck's mouth drooled, his throat snoring, and breathing seemed very difficult.

After Qiqi's nose, if it were usual, these ducks would have been quacking and running over. But now, they are all dying.

Talk, Qiqi's tears fell on the duck's feathers: "Uncle Huang, fat uncle, you must save them."

The fat man almost cried, gritted his teeth, and his heart was inspiring: Qiqi, the fat uncle is really powerless in this matter. Even if there is space inside the wooden box, it is useless!

Wooden box, wooden box? A flash of inspiration in the fat man's mind seemed to have grabbed an important clue, and stood there blankly for a moment, as if he was stupid.

President Huang also sighed inwardly, and then said to everyone: "The scope of bird cholera this time is very large. Our commune and surrounding communes have all exploded on a large scale. I have to rush back to my hometown. Remember, don't eat sick ducks and geese, it's incinerated or buried deep. I'm so sorry, I couldn't help."

Seeing the fat man turned into a dumb goose, Captain Li hurriedly said, "Director Huang, we are already very grateful for your ability to come. This is the case. There is no way to ask the gods to come. Boss, please send Dean Huang back to the village first and treat it well."

Huang Shang waved his hands repeatedly: "No need to worry, you are busy enough here."

The owner of the carriage turned around and Dean Huang left the Tencent Factory without even having a sip of hot water. This was still looking at the face of Mr. Huang, otherwise, he would not be able to invite him at all when he was busy.

"Fat Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Qiqi pushed the fat man's thick waist. She also found that the fat man was a little mentally ill. It's not that the blow was too heavy, and the fat man became stupid.

Wang Sanpao also came to the fat man with concern: "Fatty, don't get angry. There is no Flame Mountain that cannot be overcome. People still have three disasters and six difficulties."

The fat man slapped his thighs hard, shouted "I have it", and then rushed into the room like crazy.

Everyone looked at each other and followed behind. They were really worried that the fat man would have something unexpected. The life was just right and the marriage was settled. The fat man had no other blessing to live up to it.

When I entered the room, I saw the fat man carrying a big bucket in one hand and was about to walk out when I saw everyone, and shouted: "Two people are in groups, pour water on the ducks and geese into their mouths one by one. Start with the duck shed, hurry up, be sure to be fast!"

The monkey-playing smacked her lips: "Fat brother, it's useless. The more you get water, the more diarrhea you get, the faster you die."

Others also shook their heads secretly: The fat man is a little anxious and has to find a way to treat it, or just give it a few needles to release blood?

"You all do it, let's see what I'm doing!" The fat man stomped his feet hard, and this time he was so crazy.

Qiqi took out a small bowl from the bowl rack: "Fat Uncle, I'll go with you!" The little guy didn't care whether the water could be useful or not, he just felt that he should help Yaya with something, otherwise he wouldn't bear it.

The fat man was overjoyed and lowered his head to kiss Qiqi's face: "Qiqi is the most obedient." Then he turned to the others and shouted: "What are you still stupid? Tell you, I'm not sick, even if I die, I will be able to do it if I die!"

Everyone nodded together. In a group of two people, more than ten people were divided into five or six groups, holding small bowls and buckets, and heading straight to the duck shed.

"Let's come one by one, Master Liu, you can hit the flashlight, throw it here after filling the water, Qiqi, please watch, don't ask them to get mixed up again." The fat man grabbed a dying duck and poured water into his mouth while directing.

The duck was stimulated by the water and swayed its head a few times, but the water flowed down its flat mouth and didn't enter its mouth at all.

"You can't do this." The boss of the car stepped forward, pinched both sides of the duck's beak with one hand, and opened the duck's jaw with the other hand.

When the fat man saw it, he immediately poured the water from the small basin into it and directly flowed into his neck along the duck's mouth.

"This trick is good, everyone will speed up." The fat man finally saw a smile on his face, and then he urged him at the top of his voice.

Although everyone knew that this method was definitely useless, they were also infected by the fat man's unyielding enthusiasm and were busy.

There are 100 duck sheds, and only eighty or ninety of them are left. On average, there are less than twenty in each group. It takes ten minutes to complete it.

"Next, hurry up and time is life." The fat man carried two buckets and rushed to the next duck shed, and everyone could only follow.

After pouring one by one, Li Liu's flashlight was gone in half an hour. Moreover, because he used it every day, the battery was gone.

"If you dot wax, you must fill all the ducks and geese anyway." The fat man was full of energy.

Even the ducks and geese were about 3,500. There were 3,000 dead ones, and they were flooded one by one. The project volume was quite large. They worked until dawn, and then they fed them one by one.

Everyone was sleepy and tired, and the aisle was shaking, and they were confused when they fell on the kang. The fat man forced himself to look at the duck shed where he was first filled with water.

Qiqi followed behind in a daze. If it weren't for the support of belief, the little guy would be able to fall asleep even if he lay on the snow.

As the director of the Tencent Factory, the monkey-playing man followed the fat man. Now he is also thinking about it. Even if he sees the bodies of ducks lying all over the ground, he will admit it. At worst, he can start over again.

He lay on the wall and glanced at the duck shed. When he was so excited about the monkey, he immediately became extremely energetic: there was no dead duck in the duck shed!

Originally, he thought that at least half would fall to the ground and put a piece on it. But now, the ducks are lying on the wooden boards. Although some of them look very depressed, they are still alive after all.

Papa - The monkey-playing man twitched his mouth with his hands twice. It hurt. This was not a dream. He ran to the next duck shed, but he still didn't find that he died. He looked at more than a dozen times, then waved his arms and ran towards the house, and there were bursts of unpleasant strange laughter in his mouth, which was a bit like a duckling.

"No one is crazy!" The fat man yelled twice, and his smile returned to his face.

"Wow, the ducks are really alive!" Qiqi's big eyes widened, and she couldn't help cheering. Then, a rattle came from the duck shed. Although some of them were still weak, Qiqi still heard the joy in the screams.

"Fat Uncle, you are so awesome!" The little girl was not hesitant to praise her.

"You don't even look at who the fat uncle is." The fat man was in a good mood and started bragging. But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt dizziness coming from his head. The fat man quickly held the adobe on the wall with his hand, trying to stabilize his body.

I had a full meal in the county yesterday morning, and then I didn’t eat anything all day and night. In addition, I rode a bicycle from Kuoshantun, and the fat man had already been overdrawn.

The greater torment comes from the heart, so now that after the mood is relaxed, the body is completely relaxed, soft and has no strength at all.

"Fat Uncle, hold on!" Qiqi also found that the fat man was about to fall, and pressed his shoulders against the fat man's waist and eyes, but her strength was too small, and her face turned red, so she could only barely push for a while.

"Fatty, what's wrong with you!" Wang Sanpao ran over and grabbed the fat man. He had heard the monkey-showing call, so he came out to check it out, but unexpectedly he saw something happening here.

The fat man looked pale and leaned against Wang Sanpao's arms. He raised his fingers with great effort and pointed to his mouth: "Uncle San, I'm hungry."

Wang Sanpao's eyes were wide open and he carried the fat man without saying a word. The fat man with a weight of more than 200 pounds was pressed on his shoulders, and he was not humming. He felt a sense of anger in his heart. It was something he usually called "man". Although the fat man was very different from these two words, whether it was Maitreya Buddha's appearance or Zhu Bajie's temperament, it seemed to have nothing to do with the man, but at critical moments, he could take on these two words more than anyone else.

"What's wrong with Fatty?" The owner of the car also ran out of the house, not caring about verifying the words of the monkey-spoke, and first brought the fat man into the house with Wang Sanpao.

Seeing the fat man grinning at him, the car owner scolded him with heartache: "Fatty, it's better to eat less, you'll be dead."

After saying that, he brought a bowl of millet porridge that had just been cooked and handed it to the fat man: "Eat it, you're so stinky brat."
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