The evil woman travels through the book and saves the sinners in the famine year

Zuo Kexin cursed him in her heart as an idiot. She suppressed her resentment and sighed softly.

"Yue'er, you didn't understand just now. This wasn't the village chief's idea. It was Miss Lu's."

"Was it the vixen's idea? That won't do. Where can we get water in this drought? I have to go and complain to my dad." Yan Baoyue said and ran away.

Zuo Kexin looked at Yan Baoyue's back, then at Lu Zhitao in the distance, a sinister smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"Everyone come over here and listen to me." Lu Zhitao's voice was crisp and powerful, with an unquestionable charm.

Her command awakened the chaotic men, and they gathered around obediently with infinite expectations on their faces.

Lu Zhitao used a simple wooden stick to draw a large circle on the ground. "Dig out all the mud and rocks within the circle."

"Miss Lu, can we really dig out water here?" Brother Ning asked in a trembling voice.

"Not only can we dig out water here, but if we just want to supply drinking water to the villagers, we can just dig a shallow well about ten meters deep."

"From what Miss Lu said, if the well is dug deep, it can be used for other purposes?" a young man asked excitedly.

“You are very smart and ask a good question. Wells are not just for meeting people’s daily drinking water needs.

The depth of the middle-level water well is about 40 meters and is suitable for situations where a larger amount of water is required.

Deep wells are chosen at depths above 80 meters and are primarily used for agricultural irrigation. "Lu Zhitao's voice was clear and steady.

"Is agricultural irrigation for growing crops? Miss Lu, how deep do you think the digging here should be?" the young man asked excitedly.

The young man's face flushed with excitement. His name was Gongxi Leshan, and he was the younger brother of the young elder of Mojia Village.

He is nineteen years old this year. His eldest brother was only fifteen when he succeeded his father as the clan elder. He was six years old that year.

His grandfather was the imperial tutor of the previous emperor of Nanzhao, and was also a famous scholar in Nanzhao. It is said that his students were all over Nanzhao.

Later he learned that his father was the prince's tutor, and that the Gongxi family was not implicated when the prince got into trouble.

But his father was worried about his friend's young son being left alone, so he resolutely retired with his eldest son and concubine to follow him.

The young people in Mojia Village all thought that their eldest brother and he were born of the same mother, but in fact they were half-brothers.

It wasn't that my father didn't want to bring his original wife with him, but his wife didn't want to. So she continued to live a life of luxury in the capital with her two young children.

His aunt, who deeply loved his father, was willing to follow him through life's hardships. He was his aunt's son, and he had an older sister.

At that time, his sister was still in his mother's womb and was born with him halfway.

His father had been pampered since childhood and could not stand the bitter cold of the mountainous area, so he died of illness in his forties.

The fifteen-year-old eldest brother Gongxi Leqing became the youngest elder in Mojia Village, taking over from his father to educate the young people in the village.

The person who most hopes that the Mohist villagers will live a good life is his brother, which is also his father's last wish.

Gongxi Leshan is very interested and active in anything that is beneficial to Mojia Village.

He is a descendant of the Gongxi family and has a high IQ, so he understood the hidden meaning of Lu Zhitao's words.

He stared at the circle that Lu Zhitao had casually drawn, as if it was the hope for the future of Mojia Village and a fountain of life.

Gongxi Leshan's excitement infected the young people in Mojia Village, and everyone was eagerly waiting for Lu Zhitao to give the order to dig a well.

The village women following behind saw that their husbands or sons' eyes were all focused on Lu Zhitao.

The women cursed the vixen in their hearts, but they did not dare to step forward to stop it because the men in Mojia Village were very strong.

They just prayed in their hearts: Don't dig out the water, then the vixen won't attract the attention of men.

Lu Zhitao had no idea what everyone was thinking, but she was very good at ordering everyone to do things.

She explained the steps of digging a well in detail. She looked focused and devoted, as if the whole world only consisted of her and the circle in front of her.

"Let's start digging the well now. Dig out the first layer of soil first. Pay attention to the depth. The deeper the water source, the better the water quality!"

Her voice was clear and firm, as if it grabbed everyone's heart tightly.

The sunlight fell on her shoulders, outlining a warm halo, making her look even more dazzling.

As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of hoes hitting the soil was heard, and the teenagers couldn't wait to wave the tools in their hands.

In an instant, the mud splashed and the men's sweat shone in the sun, as if they were singing for their hard work.

There is strength in numbers, and with Lu Zhitao secretly using his special powers to smash the rocks underground, the outline of the wellhead gradually emerged soon.

Encouraged by her, the men forgot their fatigue, and Gongxi Leshan discovered that Miss Lu's command ability was better than that of his elder brother.

He was so excited about the discovery that he dug as hard as he could, hoping that his father's last wish would come true.

It’s not that his father doesn’t want them to leave the village, but rather that he hopes that the village chief and they will work hard to learn skills.

When they have the ability, they can leave here. That way they won’t be beaten.

His father did not tell him the details, but the village chief and his elder brother knew about it. However, they were unable to leave and could only stay in this corner.

My father devoted all his efforts to educating them. Perhaps he was too worried, or perhaps the conditions here were too poor. For many reasons, my father died young.

His father's last wish was for his eldest brother to do his best to assist the village chief. He was only six years old that year, and his father said a lot of things, but he could not understand them at that time.

But he remembered very clearly that his father said that if they really couldn't leave here, they should follow the village chief and lead the villagers to get married and have children here.

My father also said that life here is simple and beautiful. The prosperity and wealth outside are too noisy and it is not as good as the quiet life here.

His father loved it when the villagers gathered together happily to share the joy of the harvest.

When my father was dying, there was indeed constant laughter and joy in Mojia Village.

Unfortunately, things in the world are unpredictable and people's hearts are hard to read. The eldest brother said that the village chief is too silent and doesn't care about things, and some people in the village have already developed disloyalty.

The 28-year-old eldest brother and the 25-year-old village chief have not married yet.

It’s not that there are no women willing to marry, but that they are unwilling to marry!

The girls in the village were spoiled by their elders and looked down on him, let alone the village chief and the eldest brother!

The village chief Mo Lengzhou and his eldest elder brother, who were being missed by Gongxi Leshan, were discussing things with the elders Ning, Yan and Zuo.

"Village chief, you actually let a woman lead the young men to dig a well. Aren't you being ridiculous?"

Clan elder Yan looked at the dozens of strong laborers following Lu Zhitao in a mighty procession, and he was so angry that he shouted loudly.

"What does Mr. Yan mean by this? Can't my fiancée use the rights of the village chief's wife?" Mo Lengzhou asked coldly.

He changed his usual silence and continued in a firm tone, "My fiancée is knowledgeable and willing to help us. Not only are you not grateful, but you also want to belittle her kindness?"

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