Chapter 1192: Is There Any Chance to Be Redeemed (Second Update)

"If the best policy is not bad, can we use the best policy to control the water?" He said.

Hearing Luo Fengtang's words, Yang Ruoqing threw him a disdainful little look.

"The water control strategy of a medium strategy has been rejected by the two major names of hard work and money, and far water cannot save the near fire."

"The amount of work involved in the above policy is larger, isn't it completely refuted?" She said.

Luo Fengtang was stunned, and then scratched his head.

"Hehe, I don't understand, Qing'er, just say it, say it and listen to it." He grinned.

Yang Ruoqing nodded and said, "Actually, my best strategy is nothing, it is to add a big reservoir at the top of the vine on the basis of the medium strategy of 'long vines and melons'."

Luo Fengtang and Mu Zichuan both sat up straight, and then listened to Yang Ruoqing.

"I've seen the elevation of the terrain, and the reservoir in Zhengjia Village is good."

"We can dig it bigger, dig deeper, and strengthen the dam of the reservoir."

"Essentially, it's a palliative approach that best prevents problems before they occur."

"But when it is used for drainage at the moment, because of the terrain, the effect is not obvious, and the amount of work is huge, so it can't be done, so I didn't say it at the time."

After listening to Yang Ruoqing's words, Luo Fengtang and Mu Zichuan both fell into thought.

After a while, Luo Fengtang nodded, "This is indeed a good way to do it once and for all, the reason why our villages will be flooded this time is not because it rains, the rain is at most up to my ankles, and the main reason is that the reservoir is broken!" ”

"Why did the reservoir break? It's because the reservoir is small, and the embankment on the side is not strong enough. ”

"As Qing'er said, dig reservoirs and strengthen embankments."

"The reservoir can store water, and it can supply irrigation for crops in our area during the dry season."

"In the rainy season, the situation is not good, so let's quickly drain some of the water from the reservoir and drain some of the newly dug canals."

"In this way, there is an entry and an outlet, and the reservoir can maintain a stable water level without breaking the embankment."

"From the perspective of the future, it is indeed a matter for the benefit of future generations, although the amount of work is huge, but it is really the best policy!" He said solemnly.

Mu Zichuan nodded as he listened.

When Luo Fengtang's voice fell, Mu Zichuan said: "Brother Fengtang said my heart."

"I have decided, when the current difficulties have passed, the villagers will return to their homes."

"At that time, I will show the above again, and then make this fortification while the iron is hot, what do you think?" He asked.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang are naturally the same, which is exactly what they are looking forward to.

As soon as the business was finished, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but yawn.

"Is there anything else you want to discuss? If not, I'd have to climb into bed, I'm sleepy! She asked Mu Zichuan.

Mu Zichuan glanced at Luo Fengtang, who was sitting beside her, and stopped talking.

I want to say something in my stomach, but ......

"It's not for the time being, I've been delaying you for so long, so if you're sleepy, hurry back to the house to rest." He smiled.

That's what I'm waiting for!

Yang Ruoqing quickly stood up, stretched and turned around and walked towards the door of the house.

Luo Fengtang nodded at Mu Zichuan, and also followed her towards the door.

"Qing'er, I'll send you back to the backyard." He said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Oh, this is my own yard, I don't need to send it!"

"It's okay, it's just two more steps." He insisted.

Yang Ruoqing did not object again.

Mu Zichuan followed to the door of the house, watching the figure of the two holding hands and walking side by side to the backyard in the night.

Jun's face was lonely.

The position next to her should have belonged to her.

It's a pity that one wrong step and a full game loss.

Is there any chance of redemption in this chess game?

……

In the backyard, Luo Fengtang kept sending Yang Ruoqing to the door of her house.

"Go in and rest, and I'll go back to the house." He said.

He turned to leave, but his hand was grabbed by a small hand.

Turning her head, she leaned against the door in the night, her eyes flashing with a sly and agile light.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

Yang Ruoqing lowered her voice: "Guest officer, you have all arrived at the door of the slave family's boudoir, why don't you come in and sit for a while?"

"Huh?"

He was stunned.

At this moment, there was a force in his arm, and in the next moment, he was stumbled and dragged into the house by her.

There was no light in the room, and it was pitch black.

She dragged him into the house and closed the door with her hand.

Instead of the calm and capable in the daytime, he pushed him against the door of the house, stood on tiptoe, and wrapped his hands around his narrow and strong waist.

"Silly boy, so stupid, you have to force me to take the initiative as a girl, really!"

In the darkness, her coquettish words reached his ears.

The blood around him suddenly burned.

Pressed with excitement and excitement, in the dark, his voice carried some inexplicable anticipation.

"Qing'er, what do you want to do?" He asked.

"Cut!"

She lifted her thin finger and poked him lightly in the chest.

"Sister, I want to insult you, I want to eat your tofu, are you afraid?" She asked.

"Huh?"

He was stunned, his head full of black lines.

"Hey, that's scared? It's not fun! ”

She was a little depressed, pretended to take her hand back from his waist, and turned to leave.

His waist tightened, and he brought him back into his arms.

"I haven't eaten the tofu yet, how can I walk on an empty stomach?"

He leaned down, pressed against her earlobe, and whispered.

In the voice, there is clearly some element of evil laughter.

The scorching breath swept through her neck.

Originally, she just wanted to tease him, but at this moment, her heart beat up.

Especially, hugging each other tightly like this, it is the height of summer, and both of them wear few clothes.

She could clearly feel his reaction somewhere in the form of a little bestiality.

She panicked and subconsciously wanted to escape.

He wouldn't give her that chance.

Hold her, turn her feet, turn against the guest, and push her against the wall on the side.

A large hand clasped her little hand tightly around her as she tried to push his chest away, and pinned her hands around the top of her head.

He pinched her delicate chin and leaned over, his burning lips covering hers.

Xu has been busy controlling the water for a long time, and the two of them have no time to make love.

This kiss came suddenly, like a storm.

She felt like she was about to suffocate, like a small boat, being swept up by the waves in the sea, and then falling, ups and downs.

His hands were not idle.

Touching and touching all the way from her soft waist.

Then he felt inside her clothes, rubbing her softness through the thin belly pocket.

Don't let go of both sides, rub this side and that after rubbing.

It made her face red and her ears red, and her breath was short.

I was flustered and my body was sore.

If he hadn't supported her, she would have been paralyzed like water.