vrcanaries Chapter 115: A way to get water
Chapter 115: A way to get water
This post station is not big. There are several rooms in the front, with several independent rooms inside, and several large bunk beds similar to kangs, which seem to be for people to rest.
Next to the house was a dilapidated stable with a feeding trough and a collapsed shed.
“It looks like it has been abandoned for some years.”
Many people in the village went to the post station and looked around. Looking at the thick dust and spider webs in the house, they came to the conclusion that;.
They originally thought, who would want to sleep in the open air when there is a house to live in that can shelter from the wind and rain.
But the situation in the house was worse than anyone thought. It would take a lot of time just to clean up, and they would have to continue their journey early tomorrow morning. It was not worth it to spend so much effort just for a night's sleep.
So everyone gave up the idea of living in the house and found a flat place to rest as they did before.
There is a small hill next to the post station, which stretches as far as the eye can see. The hill is covered with rugged rocks and sparse, dry grass and trees.
An experienced hunter could tell at a glance that there was nothing much to see on this hill, so few people went there.
Everyone saves their energy for traveling every day, and other things are not worth wasting food on.
Jiang Jiang looked at the mountain wall with great interest. She vaguely remembered that filtered natural water might be found in this kind of terrain.
So she walked around the hill a few times, and luckily she did find it, but unfortunately the water only soaked the stone walls and was not able to store any water at all.
She suggested that there must be underground water here, but the amount of water was not large, so the stone wall was just soaked and there was no place to find water dripping.
As for the method of finding groundwater, Jiang Jiang directly rejected it.
Firstly, it was hard to find; secondly, they couldn’t dig a well to get water; and thirdly, they didn’t have that much time.
After hesitating for a while, Jiang Jiang suddenly returned to the ox cart and rummaged through the box of clothes.
I found a cotton-padded jacket that Li Laibao wore when he was a child. The white jacket was washed clean and smelled of the sun.
She tore the cotton coat into strips. Anyone in the family would be scolded and lectured for such wasteful behavior, but Jiang Jiang was the head of the family, so the people in the family just watched and dared not say a word.
"Mom, what are you doing? Why are you suddenly taking apart Laibao's childhood clothes?"
Li Sheng glanced at Li Cuicui. It must be our sister who is brave. He and Li Sheng didn't dare to ask.
"Wait, I'll get you some water."
Jiang Jiang said as she was taking off her clothes that she had already thought of a way to get water.
Li Chunhua, who came to visit, had already made up her mind that following Jiang Jiang would be the right thing to do.
Even though what she was doing now seemed a little outrageous to everyone, Li Chunhua stomped her feet and said, "No matter what, she will just learn from them."
Li Chunhua's grandson was not very old and still had some of his old clothes. She gritted her teeth and followed Jiang Jiang to take off one.
The behavior of the two soon attracted the attention of the villagers. When they heard that the purpose of taking off the clothes was to get water, they all laughed.
This kind of thing is simply unheard of.
However, considering Jiang Jiang's previous contributions, no one showed a mocking expression, and the water they drink now is still filtered by Jiang Jiang who taught them how.
Jiang Jiang ignored the others. Seeing that Li Chunhua had also taken off her clothes, she led people to the stone wall that they had selected earlier. Behind the two of them was a group of villagers who had nothing to do but watch the fun.
Jiang Jiang found some branches and wrapped each branch with cotton strips. One end of the branch was against the stone wall, and a wooden barrel was placed under the other end.
The water on the stone wall will soak the cotton cloth strips and form water droplets that fall into the wooden barrel. Little by little, a lot of clean water can be obtained in one night. This is the method Jiang Jiang thought of to get water.
Moreover, using cotton cloth to collect water is also a way to filter the water source again.
Li Chunhua also followed suit. After the two of them tied all the cotton strips to the wooden sticks, they stood up and clapped their hands.
"Is this really possible?"
A curious person asked a question.
Jiang Jiang did not respond directly, but just spread his hands and said, "Maybe, give it a try, maybe it will work."
No one said anything. They stood there watching the cotton cloth soak up water and then drip into the wooden barrel. They knew that Jiang Jiang had figured out a way to get water again this time.
Now they really believed that no matter how outrageous Jiang Jiang said or did, she was not joking, but really had a way.
Now many people were no longer in a hurry to rest. They went home to find their children's cotton-padded clothes, tore them into strips, and followed Jiang Jiang's example to fetch water.
No one would complain about having too much water at home, not to mention that the stored water in each household is just enough to sustain life. If they could have a little more water, they could have one more sip every day.
After finishing everything, Jiang Jiang and Li Chunhua went back to rest leisurely while everyone else was busy.
She was not worried about someone stealing water, because the village patrol officers were no pushovers.
After assisting the Zhou family last time, the two brothers Li Xu and Li Sheng, who took the lead and gained prestige, have become the captains of the Daxi Village patrol team. No fool in the village would risk offending Jiang Jiang's family to steal water.
The next morning, Jiang Jiang took his two daughters-in-law Huang Ying and Sun Qiaoqiao to collect water.
Jiang Jiang placed a total of three wooden barrels last night. After a night, there was a lot of clear water in each barrel.
Some had more than half a bucket, some had at least one third. Jiang Jiang nodded with satisfaction.
She asked Huang Ying and Sun Qiaoqiao to carry the bucket back while she was busy collecting the cotton strips.
One after another, many villagers took back their own buckets with smiles on their faces.
This time they were really convinced by Jiang Jiang. Aunt Jiang/Sister Jiang/Grandma Jiang always had a way.
Wang Qingqing was standing not far away. She watched Jiang Jiang's back as he left, then glanced at the people in Daxi Village. She had a blank expression on her face, and no one knew what she was thinking.
"Qiaoqiao, take a bucket of water to the Zhou family. I've drunk it before, and it's good, with a sweet taste. Just think of it as Li Chan and Li Juan's tribute to the master."
The family got a total of one and a half buckets of water, and Jiang Jiang planned to give half of it to the Zhou family.
The Zhou family had no worries about food and clothing, but they could never have too much water.
A few days ago, Mrs. Zhou gave Li Zhaodi and Li Pandi new names. The two sisters in the family are now called Li Chan and Li Juan. In addition, the two sisters have been learning the craft from the embroidery lady of the Zhou family. Jiang Jiang has not forgotten this kindness.
She asked Sun Qiaoqiao to deliver it, also as a way of repaying her gratitude.
Sun Qiaoqiao is also a mother of several children, so she naturally understood Jiang Jiang's intention of asking her to deliver water, and she was also a little touched.
She gave the fruits of her mother's hard work all night long as a gift to her two daughters' masters.
"If Zhaodi and Pandi are disrespectful to you in the future, I will be the first one to not forgive them."
Sun Qiaoqiao almost swore to the sky.
Jiang Jiang felt helpless.
"The two children are now called Li Chan and Li Juan. Just like what Madam Zhou said, 'May we live long and share the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart', Chan Juan is still called Zhao Di and Pan Di."
"Yes, yes, mother is right."