"Can this big wheel be used for this purpose?"
"If it really works, it would be a great thing!"
Mr. Xia walked to the old man's side somewhat awkwardly: "Old buddy, I'm really sorry about what happened last time."
"Alas, what a misfortune for our family!"
With a heavy sigh, Old Master Xia frowned, obviously still worried about what happened last time: "Marry a virtuous wife, the ancients were right!"
The old man didn't dwell on the matter anymore and patted him on the shoulder: "We are from the same village, and we have been brothers for so many years, so let's not talk about the past."
Mr. Xia didn't expect that he would forgive him so easily.
I feel deeply moved.
Lao Su is a really great person!
"Thank goodness you have such a broad mind, otherwise, my Xia family..."
"My old friend, I want to thank you for your support. If you need anything in the future, just let me know. I will help you even if it costs me my life."
Old Master Xia felt guilty.
The last time something happened on Coal Hill, he didn't dare to visit because he was concerned about his family. He really shouldn't have done that.
"Your words are enough." Grandpa Su also understood Grandpa Xia's character.
When they were young, they worked as apprentices in a shop together and had a close relationship.
But later, one of them returned to the village to become a head of the village, and the other went to work as a farmhand in a wealthy family, and their relationship was not as close as before.
At this moment, a group of people actually walked towards the river.
The leader was Feng Han.
Mr. Su took a closer look and bowed quickly, "Sir."
"Sir." Old Master Xia also hurriedly threw away his crutches and knelt down.
Seeing this, the other villagers who were watching also quickly knelt down.
Some people had met Feng Han last time and knew that he was a high-ranking official, so they felt a little scared.
"Get up!"
Feng Han's gaze fell on the slender figure on the river sand.
Old Master Su followed his gaze and his heart skipped a beat.
Are you here to look for his Qiaoer again
"Why are you here, sir? It's dirty here, why don't you move on..."
Old Master Su thought about it for a long time yesterday, and the way to make him stop thinking about his granddaughter was to isolate the two from each other as much as possible.
When he returns to Beijing, he will be so busy that he may not even remember what happened here.
Feng Han raised his hand slightly: "It's okay."
"I'm here to see the little girl."
Su Qiao felt something strange and turned his head away.
It was a bit surprising to see him here.
He patted the sand off his hands, followed the stone path, and climbed up the shore: "Why are you here?"
Feng Han did not answer, but pointed at the waterwheel in the river: "What are you doing
"The wind-powered waterwheel is specially used for irrigating paddy fields. It has been installed. You will understand it after a look."
"Qiao'er, what should we do now?"
My second uncle, my second uncle, and my fourth cousin, all three of them were standing by the river, all wet, looking up.
Seeing Feng Han, Su Huaian was stunned for a moment, then quickly pulled the two people who were standing beside him with a puzzled look on their faces, and bowed together.
"Come on up! The sail has started to move."
Su Qiao asked 444 to help test the wind direction and adjust the direction of a wind wheel.
The sail slowly turned faster and faster, and soon the wind wheel drove the waterwheel below.
“It really turned.”
The villagers who were watching the excitement on the sidelines forgot their fear at this moment and stared at the opening of the wooden canal.
"The water is coming up. The water is really coming up."
"This water is quite big."
"It really can move as long as there is wind."