A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Just as Uncle Jiang shouted to the village at the foot of the mountain that water had come out.

A jet of water suddenly gushed out from the drill hole behind them, like a fountain, the surging water splashing and making the drilling rig shake back and forth.

A short while later, an even more violent flow of water came, shooting up four or five meters high and knocking the drilling rig to the side.

Fortunately, everyone ran fast. Apart from being soaked, they were all fine.

"Did they hit a major artery? That was powerful!" Jiang Xia exclaimed in astonishment.

Amidst the spray of water, a figure lunged at the still-breathing diesel engine, ignoring its scorching hot exterior, and tried to move it away from the fountain's range.

Seeing that he couldn't move it, he twisted his body, tore open his clothes, and spread himself out like an umbrella, firmly blocking the machine.

"Wang Kui! What are you doing?"

Seeing Wang Kui's actions, Jiang Dazhu and the others followed suit, forming a circle to completely block out the diesel engine.

Water splashed onto the diesel engine casing, creating puffs of steam that scalded the men, making them grimace.

Fortunately, this current came quickly and went quickly.

It gradually stopped after a while and returned to its docile state.

Jiang Xia rushed to the group, looked at this one and then that one, and finally took Wang Kui's hand.

"What's going on! The machine's stopped, so what? I can just fix it. It's not worth it!"

Wang Kui chuckled as Jiang Xia inspected him: "No! It's not worth it!"

"Are you alright?"

It's really nothing. Wang Kui's hands are covered in calluses; I don't know how he got them.

Jiang Xia said sternly, "Don't do that again next time. It's just one machine. We'll build a thousand, ten thousand! If they all acted like you, would we be able to save them all?"

"Okay, okay! I'll do whatever you say," Wang Kui readily agreed.

At this moment, Li Tiejun carried a hand pump well and led the villagers who were free to climb up the hillside.

After watching the drilling machine for a while, the group began to build a hand pump well.

At the same time, we plan to dig a reservoir below.

Wang Kui turned his back and quietly pulled open his vest to examine his chest. "Tsk~~ It still hurts quite a bit."

Since the holes were drilled directly into the rock, the iron pipes that were brought in to serve as well walls were not used.

Jiangxia then started looking for a place to build another well.

Drilling holes is easy, but finding the water veins is a skill that none of the people familiar with the area possess.

At this moment, an old man emerged from the crowd, waving his hands and saying that he knew a place where water would come out if you hit it.

Uncle Jiang, who was digging a water ditch with a hoe, looked up and was about to start digging with his hoe.

"Old man Wei, this is never going to end, is it!"

Grandpa Wei ignored Uncle Jiang and offered Jiang Xia a cigarette with a filter tip with both hands.

"Young Master Jiang, please help us. Your Jiang Family Village has three wells, but although we have a hand pump, there's no water in it. These past two days, all we've been pumping out is mud."

"We can tolerate it, but the crops can't!"

"Please have mercy, I kneel down before you!"

As he spoke, he bent his knees, about to kneel down.

Oh dear, how can we withstand this? If this old man kneels down, Jiang Xia will never be able to rise again in the surrounding villages. Although he is of a higher generation, gossip can be deadly at times!

Uncle Jiang threw down his hoe and tried to stand in front of Jiang Xia.

Unexpectedly, someone acted even faster than him.

A red ribbon fluttered in the mountain breeze, and a corner of the ribbon gently brushed against Jiangxia's face.

"Kneel down!"

"This old woman deserves your kneeling!"

When Old Man Wei saw Grandma Jiang blocking Jiang Xia's way, he gave an embarrassed smile, and his knees, which had been bent, immediately straightened up again.

Jiang Xia's eyelids twitched. So you're a rubber man? You just "jumped" up like that? You weren't really planning to kneel down, were you?

"Ancestors of the Jiang family, hey, please help us! Here's what we'll do! From now on, our Qin family village will definitely prioritize your Jiang family village in the commune. You let us move east, and we..."

"Oh!"

A gunshot interrupted Old Man Wei's incessant chatter.

As the gun was pointed at him, Old Man Wei's legs trembled.

"Ha, kneel down!"

Old Man Wei got scared and quickly squatted down, his knees barely touching the ground, adopting a crouching posture.

He was genuinely scared. This old woman in front of him had a gun license; she could shoot him and that would be the end of it.

Grandma Jiang pulled Jiang Xia away from the direction where Old Man Wei was kneeling.

"What kind of place is the commune! It's where the Party leads the people, how dare you, old man Wei, form cliques?"

"Stop with your little schemes, they're pointless."

"Kowtowing three times is a gesture of respect to the country. After you're done, have your people move the machinery!"

After saying that, Grandma Jiang ignored the old man and addressed the villagers who had gathered around:

"We have everyone, young and old!"

"The machines my grandson made weren't just for Jiangjia Village! They were made for the whole of China! Every person, every village, and every commune can use them!"

“If you want to use it, just be straightforward and have your village chief submit a report to the commune. Then arrange for them to come in turn, one village at a time. This time, it was Old Man Wei who spoke first, and he was the one who said that water could be found in that place, so let him have this opportunity.”

"Did you all understand?"

The villagers lined up neatly: "Understood!"

"Anyone who tries to pull this trick on Old Man Wei again, don't blame this old woman for being ruthless with her gun!"

Upon hearing this, those who had their own agendas were startled and quietly suppressed their own thoughts.

Grandma Jiang's actions made Wang Kui's heart flutter with excitement.

"Grandma Jiang is truly amazing!"

Jiang Wuzhu was right in front of him. Upon hearing this, he touched his nose and gave a thumbs up: "Of course, everyone in the surrounding area knows that our ancestor was this!"

Wang Kui shook his head: "You don't understand. Grandma Jiang has saved that kid so much trouble!"

Of course, it's to save trouble. If it weren't for worrying about Jiangxia, do you think a dignified country, oh, a dignified head of the security department, would have nothing better to do than run around in the countryside digging tunnels for fun?

You should know that the countryside is still quite wild.

Especially when instigated by those with ulterior motives, various contradictions and conflicts can easily be provoked.

Wang Kui once carried out such a mission.

The Ministry of Coal Industry sent a team to explore a certain mineral deposit. Somehow, they were rumored to be gold prospectors.

Because some of the ores are freshly mined, they are indeed quite tempting.

The villagers saw them digging holes everywhere and insisted that the exploration team members had dug up their ancestral graves and ruined the feng shui.

Then, on a dark and stormy night, something inexplicable happened.

The remaining members of the exploration team finally managed to contact the local garrison via radio...

So, Wang Kui was on edge the moment he heard that Jiang Xia was coming to the village to dig tunnels. A Browning pistol was hidden under the seat of the small jeep.

Wang Kui had even planned his retreat after Old Man Wei's coercive actions. Unfortunately, Grandma Jiang's suppression of the entire situation made him seem somewhat superfluous.

Oh, if only I had my grandma.

A passionate young man, eager to go to war, looked at Jiang Xia.

envy!

envy!

But there was no hatred.