Chapter 596: One ebbs and another, heavy responsibilities are hard to relax

Chapter 596 One ebbs and another, the heavy responsibility is **** the shoulders

In the end, Hu Yao found that only her own thoughts are superfluous.

Sure enough, a translation is just a translation.

Translation does not need to be subjective, it is enough to convey the meaning of both parties honestly and clearly.

On the contrary, Wu Yuan didn't take this matter to heart.

He just hit a shot without a date.

After all, the development of Mandifi furniture cannot be achieved by relying solely on OEM imported furniture.

Still have to rely on the development and growth of the domestic high-end market.

Go back to the room.

Because I took a shower before, had a meal, and never left the air-conditioned area of the hotel, so I didn't bother to wash again, just lay on the bed, and called home as usual.

I never thought that this fight did not work through.

Guys, is this a power outage?

No, a power outage does not affect the telephone line.

Could it be that even the phone line is down?

This is a bit serious.

Wu Yuan immediately called the father-in-law Yang Zhishu's house, but also failed to get through.

Called the village again, but it still didn't work.

The problem became so serious that Wu Yuan sat up from the bed and began to search the phone book beside him, finding out the phone numbers of the third sister's house and the aunt's house, and dialed them one by one.

Fortunately, I just called the third sister's house and got connected.

Xiong Wu picked up the phone, and then asked Mr. Xiong to come and answer it.

It turned out that it was really hard to communicate with Mr. Xiong.

You asked yours.

He talks about his, not on the same channel at all.

Later, Wu Yuan had no choice but to ask Xiong Wu next to him to pick up the phone.

Xiong Wu robbed the phone with his grandfather for a long time, and then he took it over and said: "Uncle, it's windy and rainy at home, lightning and thunder, Xiaowen and I are a little scared."

Sure enough, the heavy rain finally came.

In the rural area, if there is a slight wind and rain, it is easy to cut off the power.

After all, the construction of the line is too sloppy, so that it cannot withstand the wind and rain.

Telephone lines are the same.

With this conjecture, Wu Yuan felt relieved, and comforted him: "Man, don't be afraid of such a small scene. Stay at home honestly and don't go anywhere, do you hear me?"

"Well, uncle, I am a man, I want to be brave!"

"Your parents are in the county and haven't come back?" Wu Yuan asked, and then muttered: "In this weather, the night market stalls should not be able to open."

"I didn't come back. In the afternoon, the weather was fine."

After encouraging the two children on the phone for a while, Wu Yuan hung up the phone.

At the same time, at the Mausoleum Night Market in Beigang County.

When the storm just started, the flow of people dropped by more than half.

When the sky started to rain a little, the stall owner also ran away for more than half.

Finally, when the torrential rain poured down, the stall owners who hadn’t run away couldn’t run away either, and all retreated to the houses on both sides of the road to shelter from the rain.

But in fact, not many people on both sides of the road are willing to accept stall owners.

After all, it is these stall owners who are arguing all day long that their families are not safe.

Wu Xiuhua grabbed two handfuls of melon seeds from home and gave them to the small stall owners who came in to shelter from the rain, and then she went to her husband Xiong Gang, whispering in a slow voice.

"This weather really made Yaodi hit the mark."

Xiong Gang hummed. With this heavy rain, the pressure that had been on him for the past few days suddenly eased.

But then it was replaced by the pressure of possible flood disasters.

Wu Xiuhua knew her husband's mood, and said comfortingly: "If you come here, you will be at ease. We all came here the first time before. This second time, no matter what, it can be regarded as experience."

Then he remembered again: "By the way, shouldn't you call Brother Yao?"

While talking, the pager on Xiong Gang's waist rang.

Xiong Gang touched it and took a look: "Brother Yao found me first."

It's a pity that there is no telephone in the small courtyard in the county. Xiong Gang took the umbrella from his wife, put on his rain boots, and went to the canteen two doors away to answer the phone.

As soon as Xiong left, Zhang Yan and Miao Hong became anxious.

Looking at the weather, there is no business to be done tonight.

There is only the child at home, and the two of them are somewhat anxious.

Fortunately, in the past two years, I have earned some money and strengthened the house at home.

There is no need to be afraid of this kind of heavy rain and wind.

But the child will inevitably be afraid when he hears the howling wind outside.

Besides, there are only two tables of diners in the shop.

Wu Xiuhua saw it, and immediately persuaded him: "There is no need to be busy in the store, but there is such a strong wind and rain outside, it is not safe for the two of you to go back. Do you want to wait?"

Miao Hong got it wrong, and said straightly: "Third Aunt, let us go back, even if it doesn't include today's wages, it will be fine."

Wu Xiuhua sighed and said, "You two wait a minute, I'll go and find rain capes and rain boots for you two, please wait for me."

Xiong Gang checked the notebook and called the BJ Asian Games Village Hotel.

After the call was transferred to the room, Wu Yuan quickly picked it up and said, "Third brother-in-law?"

"It's me, Brother Yao."

"How is the situation at home?"

"This torrential rain came two days earlier than the forecast, and it was also more violent than the forecast. Your estimate is likely to come true."

"Now there should be no second voice in your bureau. It is a good thing to go all out to meet this flood season."

Xiong Gang let out a long breath, and hummed in an unclear mood.

Then Wu Yuan mentioned: "If you need anything, call me anytime. If you can't reach me, go directly to Luo Yan."

Xiong Gang sighed and said: "If you want to talk about unsung heroes, you are the unsung heroes, Brother Yao."

"No, third brother-in-law," Wu Yuanjing thanked Bumin and said, "I don't want the reputation of a hero. I will be satisfied if I can let you fight a well-prepared battle and minimize casualties and property losses."

Xiong Gang solemnly said: "I will do my best."

"By the way, third brother-in-law, the phone line in Liyuan Village is probably broken. I haven't gotten through the three calls, and I guess the electricity has also stopped."

Xiong Gang's voice came mixed with howling wind: "This is very possible, but your small building is not a big problem."

"Also, I called Xiong Wu. The three children are a little scared at home, and the old man is a little bit of a ghost."

"I see, Brother Yao."

Hung up Wu Yuan's call, and Xiong Gang immediately hung up his own call.

Almost seriously asked Xiong Wu and Xiong Wen to bravely protect their sister Xiong Feiyan.

When Xiong Wu heard this, he found that he had no capital to be afraid.

I can only stand up and shoulder the heavy responsibility.

As soon as Xiong returned to his store, he saw Zhang Yan and Miao Hong fully armed and about to leave.

Recalling what Brother Yao said on the phone just now, he hurriedly warned: "The phone and circuit in your village are probably broken. You should take care of each other on the way back, especially pay attention to the broken trees and broken wires on the road..."

(end of this chapter)

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