You are my golden finger

Lin Xijin returned home and found Uncle Mu Xiong at the construction site. She said to him, "Uncle Mu Xiong, my family is having trouble using water. I plan to draw spring water from the cave for domestic use and to irrigate the land."

As a villager of Shiziwo, Lin Muxiong knew that there was running water in the cave and that it would often flow out and flow into the wasteland when it rained, but he never thought that it could be brought out to irrigate the land.

"Jin girl, can the water in this cave be drawn out? And where should we draw it from? How should we draw it out?"

"Uncle Mu Xiong, I have found a route. Most of the places where the river flows are muddy, and a few places just need to chisel away some rocks. You just need to prepare the manpower."

"Manpower is not a problem. We have as many as you need!"

Lin Xijin drew the route, and Lin Muxiong arranged a few strong guys to use iron picks, crowbars, and hammers to dig trenches from the cave, and arranged a few more to dig soil from outside the cave.

The tools produced in the space were not comparable to those in ancient times. It took only five days to dig out a ditch, leaving only the water inlet undug.

After digging the ditch, Lin Xijin asked everyone to cut bamboo and hollow out the middle to collect water.

Everything was ready, and Lin Xijin sent everyone home. As a person who had a cheating tool, how could he use the most primitive bamboo to make water pipes? The most advanced high-tech materials must be used.

When it was dark and windy, Lin Xijin put on a headlamp and quickly replaced all the pipes buried underground with space products and fixed them with concrete. To hide the part exposed on the ground, bamboo was used, and finally a thin layer of soil and rocks was covered on the pipes.

Lin Xijin tried to release some water. The amount of water coming out was quite large, and the water was successfully diverted.

Finally, he blocked the water outlet and hid a few bamboos in the space, and then he didn't do the rest of the work.

As for the landfill of soil and rocks and the connection of external pipes, they will be handed over to the workers who do manual labor, so that they can earn some money for their meals.

The next day, Uncle Mu Xiong and his workers came to work and were stunned to see that the bamboo had been buried. Could it be that Jin knew magic and buried the bamboo overnight?

"Uncle Mu Xiong, after everyone got off work yesterday, I was a little anxious and wanted to see if I could divert the spring water out, so I came to connect it. Unexpectedly, I succeeded."

Lin Xijin seemed to have heard Uncle Mu Xiong's question and tried to explain it in a somewhat evasive manner.

But Lin Muxiong had a mysterious trust in Lin Xijin now, and no matter what earth-shattering things she did, it was reasonable. So he said nothing more, and directed everyone to fill the soil and rocks, dig the ditches outside, and bring water to Lin Xijin's home.

Lin Xijin built a pond in the yard and laid some pebbles picked up from the river on the bottom of the pond. He also asked everyone to dig ditches in the wasteland to facilitate the irrigation of medicinal herbs and crops in the future.

The residents nearby were very excited when they saw Lin Xijin bringing the mountain spring water to their homes. They came to ask Lin Xijin if they could bring the mountain spring water to their homes.

Lin Xijin thought that the water was a public resource. Although she spent a lot of money and effort to bring it out, it was only right to share the resources, so she agreed to their request.

But the project of bringing water to each family's home can only be completed by each family. Lin Xijin does not want to cultivate the habit of everyone getting something for nothing.

The diversion project was completed. Watching the trickle of spring water flowing into the house and then flowing from the house to the wasteland, Lin Xijin felt as if a spring was flowing through her heart, moistening and warming her. Perhaps this was the sense of accomplishment!

A few days later, a lot of firewood cut by the villagers was dried in the sun. The clan leader and the young boys were responsible for checking, registering, weighing and paying. Some of the young boys were particularly serious. When they came across large pieces of firewood, they asked to take them out so that the villagers could take them home and burn them.

"Xingwen, do you know how to write the word "dan" in "goudan"? " Xingwu asked.

"I don't know. Draw a circle instead!"

"Xingwu, how much do you want for 356 kilograms?" Xingcheng encountered another problem.

"I do not know either."

In the end, the clan leader had to step in to calculate the number.

After all, they had not received much education, and when registering, they either could not write their names or could not count the money. The registration book was full of crosses and circles, which made a lot of jokes.

What is gratifying is that these tasks have made the boys realize their own shortcomings, and in their spare time they have voluntarily followed Xihui to learn how to read and count.

When the clan leader saw how eager to learn these young boys were, he felt that Lin Xijin was very far-sighted.

In the past, villagers didn’t even know their own names and didn’t have the courage to go out. Now, if they can read and count, they can go to the county town or the prefectural capital, not to mention the town.

It would be best if the village could have a scholar, which would bring prosperity to the family and honor to the village.

Thinking of the good things, the patriarch suddenly felt full of energy in his old arms and legs, and he walked with a breeze. He led Muwang, Muchang, and Daniu, who were burning turf, to light one fire after another, and also ignited hope, with the momentum of a spark that would set the prairie on fire.

The house was built at a visible speed, and in a blink of an eye it was the day to put up the beams.

The day of raising the beam of a house in the village is a big day, and the more lively the better. Lin Xijin discussed with the clan leader and decided to take advantage of this day to treat the whole clan to a meal, and also invited the village head and the shopkeepers of the restaurant and the medicine shop to join in the fun.

On this day, not only did the whole clan come, but also people from other families in the village came with their families. They brought gifts of their own, some brought a few feet of cloth, a few eggs, and some brought a handful of dried bamboo shoots or a handful of green vegetables. In short, no one came empty-handed.

In addition to the children chasing and playing, the adults came and looked for work spontaneously. There were enough people to do the tasks of cleaning, washing dishes, setting the table, cooking, washing vegetables, and frying. It was busy but not chaotic, and everything was carried out in a very orderly manner.

Lin Xijin had made full preparations for this day. She arranged for the hotel staff to do the shopping in advance, and made several trips to buy rice, flour, meat and vegetables.

She also secretly added ingredients to the food and caught more than ten large bluefish from the pond in the valley. One day in advance, she called several aunts and uncles who were good at cooking to make steamed buns and braised dishes and fried fish to prepare them so that they would not be too busy the next day.

The sacrificial offerings were prepared early in the morning, and when the time came, the clan leader and elders led Xihui to light firecrackers.

Amid the sound of firecrackers, the men in the village lifted up the central beam tied with red cloth and hung with two strings of nine big coins, chanting blessings: "It's an auspicious day to raise the beam, may the lucky star shine high. May good fortune always be with you, may prosperity and wealth surround you." After saying this, the man standing on the wall grabbed the rope and pulled up the central beam, and soon it was done.

The clan leader distributed red envelopes to the craftsmen, and brought Xihui to scatter a lot of copper coins, candies and cakes. Adults and children all scrambled for them, and the scene was extremely lively.

Because it was customary in the village to have men preside over these ceremonies, Lin Xijin did not participate but just stood aside and watched the fun.

There was a lot of money and candy, and no one, whether adults or children, was left empty-handed. Everyone who got the money and candy came over to congratulate, and Lin Xijin responded with a smile.

The lively beam-raising ceremony ended and the craftsmen continued to work on building the house.

Lin Xijin took a few young girls to serve tea, and settled the clan elders and the elderly people in the village to sit down and drink tea before going to the big stove to take a look.

The dishes had been prepared long ago, including pork knuckle and radish soup, braised pork, fried fish cubes, braised meat platter, sweet and sour spare ribs, sauerkraut pork intestines, cabbage and tofu, sour radish, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and a milk-flavored steamed bun, making it perfect.

Uncle Jianan and several uncles were preparing the dishes, while the aunts were cooking and washing dishes. Everything was in order.

"Jin girl, you can rest assured to entertain the guests. I will make sure everything is ready for you and the feast will start on time."

"Sister, sister, there are guests outside!" Xihui came in from outside with a few children.