It is the rainy season, and Omi has twelve consecutive rainy days, either heavy rain or heavy rain, and people can't even find time to dry clothes.

Pan's mother did not return to Shahe Village, but lived in the city under the strong request of her daughter, because Pan Xiaoyang knew that even if her mother was sick, she would serve her father and younger brother when she went home, and take care of the pigs and ducks in the house. She couldn't bear to see her mother who had worked hard for the family for the rest of her life.

Fu Ping'an and Gu Tsinghua also accompanied their mother. While her condition was not serious enough to not know people, the most painful thing for Huntington chorea patients is not death, but being alive but not knowing relatives.

The rain is still falling. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of high-rise residential buildings, you can see the rolling water of the Huai River flowing eastward. Unlike the quiet clear water of the river in the past, the water of the Huang River in the rainy season is yellow and surging down, and the waves are amazing. The roads near the river and the bridge across the river are still full of traffic. The river water is blocked by a solid embankment, like a tied dragon. Since the flood control in 1998, the embankment of the Huai River has been renovated every year, which is enough to resist the once-in-a-century flood.

Suddenly one day, Pan Xiaoyang received a good news from his younger brother. The admission notice from Peking University arrived. It was sent by the post office of the county. The first Peking University student to be released in Beihe County in twelve years. The whole county was shocked by it, let alone Shahe Town. At this moment, the whole village was immersed in joy. Their father Pan Laowu braved the rain and drifted the red earth with three or ten thousand sounds. The explosion was everywhere. At the instigation of the villagers, he said in public that he would hold a banquet for the whole village for three days, and those from other villages could eat when they came.

Therefore, Pan Xiaoyang had just congratulated his younger brother, and his father's voice came from the other end of the phone, asking his daughter to pay for Pan Xiayang to hold a thank-you banquet and a celebration banquet. More than 1,000 people in the village had to invite him. After his father had planned, he asked the countryside to build a large mat team, and provided tables, chairs, benches, cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks in one-stop. Even if it rains and snows, it would be fine. They also provided greenhouses.

"Open a hundred tables, and each table costs 200 yuan. For three consecutive days, it is 60,000 yuan. In addition, various expenses for tobacco, alcohol and beverages, you should pay 100,000 yuan for your sister." Pan Laowu said it lightly. Who asked his daughter to take advantage of the money to make a scene of 100,000 yuan?

Pan Xiaoyang gritted his teeth and agreed. On the one hand, she felt that her younger brother should celebrate when he was admitted to Peking University. On the other hand, the important task of taking care of his mother in the future is actually on his father's shoulders. Refusing now is equivalent to embarrassing his father in front of the whole village. If his father is unhappy, the whole family will not be peaceful.

"Okay, try to save some money. Mom has to spend money on treatment, and my brother has to spend money on school." Pan Xiaoyang said. Although from the blood relationship, Gu Qinghua is the daughter of the Pan family and Pan Xiayang's sister, she always feels that she is the real daughter, the real sister.

"Call up a few of your prominent friends in the city and come around the village to give you a big face." Pan Laowu said again that over the past few years, with the success of his daughter, his father's back has become stronger and stronger, and he even had the idea of ​​running for the village director. The big banquet is the warm-up of being a village director.

Pan Xiaoyang also agreed.

But Pan Xiaoyang does not have that much energy. She is just a professional woman who spans fashion and investment circles. Her biggest resource is her packaging and management personality, hosting a senior meeting, inviting some big shots to interweave and complement each other. She is good at it, but asking her to invite a bunch of big shots to Shahezhai to celebrate her younger brother's admission to Peking University would be a big deal. Not to mention Peking University, it would be impossible to even get into Harvard.

Fortunately, Pan Xiaoyang has a brother who is a well-known character himself. Fu Ping'an's identity is enough to shock Shahe Village and even Beihe County. The brother will definitely agree to this small matter.

As expected, when Pan Xiaoyang expressed his thoughts, Fu Ping'an immediately agreed and took this opportunity to let Gu Qinghua go home to meet his father and brother.

Under the continuous rain, water accumulates in the low-lying areas of Ori River City, and it is difficult to excrete. The next heavy rain, there will be hundreds of license plates in the accumulated water. Some cars that are not parked are flooded and are basically scrapped. Just wait for the end of the rainy season to clean up and send them to the second-hand market to cheat people.

The most convenient way to get from Jinjiang to Shahe Village is to drive. Fu Ping'an has a big g and Pan Xiaoyang has a horse-wrangler. They are all hard-core off-road vehicles with high chassis. They can drive out for rescue on heavy rains. Without further ado, the three of them took Pan's mother to Shahe Village in the rain.

Shahezhai is northwest of the near river. Two off-road vehicles are moving forward at a speed of 20 kilometers per hour, raining heavily and lightly. When the wiper is fast, it cannot sweep out a clear field of view. The car has become a submarine, and it feels like it is sneaking at the bottom of the river.

In the Mercedes-Benz car that was leading the way, Fu Ping'an held the steering wheel and said to Gu Qinghua: "Our right hand is the Huai River embankment. Now the water level of the river is higher than that of the road, and there is a river hanging above us."

Gu Qinghua said: "If...the consequences are unimaginable."

"It's okay, this is no longer an era when soldiers use their flesh and blood to block floods." Fu Ping'an said, "It's nothing to be scary if there is something wrong. The soldiers are still the soldiers of the past, and they can get their lives at critical moments."

As we were chatting, a fleet of cars behind us passed by double flashes. The one who was headed was Land Cruiser with police lights on it. The Yishui Off-road Vehicle behind us was painted with the words "off-road vehicle" on the door.

"The provincial party committee's car." Fu Ping'an glanced at the license plates of those cars and said, "The leader is on the front line."

Fu Ping'an guessed correctly. The convoy did carry leaders of the provincial party committee and government, and Yang Qihang was among them. She wore a raincoat and high-tube rain boots. She climbed the river embankment like others, looking at the river in the rain and fog. People always compared the river to their mothers. At this time, the mother river became manic and could smash tables and bowls at any time. What was destroyed was the property of the country and people in units of billions.

The provincial party secretary personally went to the river embankment to inspect the river embankment, and the top leaders of various key departments accompanied him. The person in charge of the Provincial Hydrological Monitoring Station said that the water level today has exceeded the cordon line, and it is still raining upstream. Several nearby reservoirs are already full, and the situation is very critical.

Protecting the river is the first priority, followed by protecting the city. After all, cities are places with high wealth density. There are also villages in rural areas with populations, but relatively small density, so you can give up when necessary. Therefore, there is an area called a floodplain. After the flood storage area is full, it is the turn of those plains that have not been protected by flood control projects.

Making decisions is the top leader, but providing decision-making basis is the business of technicians. The provincial party secretary dispatches tasks, makes scientific analysis and conclusions as soon as possible, and comes up with plans early to reduce the losses of the people as much as possible.

"Comrade Qihang, is there any guarantee for materials?" The provincial party secretary looked at Yang Qihang.

"Very sufficient!" Yang Qihang quickly reported a set of numbers, all of which were clear about the data. She has been busy raising materials for flood control these days, and has not closed her eyes for several nights.

Just as the atmosphere was moving towards tragic, the heavy rain suddenly became smaller and turned into a drizzle, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

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The rain was getting lighter and the speed of the car was significantly faster. After walking a section of the expressway, another section of the provincial road was Shahezhai. The reason why it is called Shahezhai is because the village was built on the edge of an old river channel and had not experienced heavy water for many years. The river channel was covered with weeds, and some people opened up wasteland and farmed. From a distance, they felt like thousands of hectares of fertile land, and there was no river channel.

The closer you get to the village, the harder the roads are, and the mud is everywhere. Fortunately, off-road vehicles can still be unobstructed. If you replace them with low chassis front-wheel drive cars, they will be stuck. If you ride motorcycles and electric vehicles, you can't walk even more. The mud you throw can make the wheels tightly. If you walk, the yellow mud can flood your calves and become mud legs.

The countryside is lush in the drizzle, and an inflatable arch is standing at the entrance of the village. The words on it have been washed away by rain. There are many two-story buildings in the village, but the design is simple and simple, and the construction cost is not high. There are agricultural vehicles parked at the doors of many families, and there are cheap domestic brands of cars. Overall, Shahezhai is not too poor.

Two off-road vehicles were parked in front of the Pan family building, which was one of the most impressive buildings in the village. Pan Laowu had received a call a long time ago and was anxious to wait at home. He was a little unhappy when he came out. Although he also knew the Mercedes-Benz logo, he always felt that this car was similar to the Beijing Jeep that his son used for a driver's license during the summer vacation. The square head and brain looked like an iron box. He always believed that off-road vehicles were not as stylish as cars, and Mercedes-Benz was not as powerful as Audi. It was best to be a black Audi sedan with two small red flags under the windshield. It was best to be stuck in the wheat field at the entrance of the village and ask everyone to lift it, so that the extraordinary features of his Pan family were quietly revealed.

Pan Laowu came out of the yard and saw Fu Ping'an helping Pan's mother get out of the car. He had seen Fu Ping'an and didn't know his name very well. He always felt that a young man under thirty years old could not hold back the scene, and his face was unconsciously unhappy.

Gu Qinghua got off the car and held an umbrella above her head. When she turned her head, she was a big man with a beard, but her eyebrows were green and innocent. She was her younger brother Pan Xiayang. The 18-year-old boy had messy long hair and a long beard. She was a standard image of a top student.

"This is dad, this is brother." Gu Qinghua thought silently in his heart.

Pan Laowu welcomed the guests into the house, opened the yard and the door, and everyone sat down on the wooden federal chair in the main hall. Pan Xiaoyang quickly introduced Fu Ping'an's title. Pan Laowu was very happy. This young man was bigger than the county magistrate's official. He took out his cigarette and said, "Smoke."

The most urgent thing at the moment is the celebration banquet. Pan Laowu said that he was planning to invite a team of rural chefs who specialize in weddings and weddings, and brought his own gas tanks, stoves, tableware and ingredients. In short, in order to save costs, a decent wedding banquet in Omi costs at least 5,000 yuan. In the countryside, 400 tables of dishes are considered good. People say that getting married is a small pass. Pan Xiayang was admitted to Peking University and was a complete pass. Although 200 tables are not expensive, the Pan family has a three-day shift table, and the seating is definitely not worse than that of 400 tables.

"I'll make money now and I can arrange it tomorrow." Pan Laowu said.

"I brought the money." Pan Xiaoyang said.

Pan Laowu took out his cell phone, called the chef's head with a cigarette in his mouth, and negotiated the details with him. Gu Qinghua admired the frame on the wall, basically based on Pan Xiaoyang's news clippings and Pan Xiayang's certificate. It can be seen that his parents are still very proud of this couple.

After a while, the Pan family's yard was crowded with people. When the villagers saw Pan Xiaoyang's red horse-wrangler coming back, they knew that some of them had eaten at the celebration banquet. It was drizzling at this moment. Pan Laowu opened a pack of Chinese smoke and said that Fu Ping'an was a big shot from the city. The village party secretary and the village director were both aware of the general idea. They knew that the Pan family was indeed extraordinary, and they respected Pan Laowu very much, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"I've been admitted to Peking University, so your family cannot move to the city." The village director just dropped the cigarette butt and took the cigarette handed over by Pan Laowu. He continued to get angry and then smoked it casually. The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was determined. Pan Laowu spoke: "Xiaoyang, take advantage of the cheaper housing prices now, and buy a house for your brother in the county town to put it in. If you can't live in the future, it's also said that at least it can appreciate. The money will depreciate. I went to the county town the day before yesterday to see the advertisement in Venice. The house is really not bad."

When Fu Ping'an heard the three words "Venice", he thought of the sealed Venice Hotel. The Venice in Pan Laowu's mouth is a real estate project in Beihe County. It is known as the existence of the back garden of Jinjiang. At first, there were only villas. In the past two years, he has also taken up nearby plots and bought hotels and small high-rise residential buildings, which are said to be selling well.
Chapter completed!