The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 76: It’s time to put down the little oil lamp and follow me (Subscription Request)
"What is this for?"

Shen Le looked left and right, but could not figure it out. The little oil lamp had already started shouting:

[Over there! Over there! It’s been torn down! They tore it down!]

"where?"

Shen Le turned his head back and forth. The crowd was so crowded that it was hard to tell what had happened.

Shen Le pricked up his ears and stood on tiptoe to look for it. Before he found it, a silver-white ball of light had already taken off, buzzing up and down, trying to lead the way:
[Here! Here! ]

Shen Le followed it and walked over quickly. The busy electricians gathered around the electric pole at the entrance of the village. The largest and most complicated-looking yellow construction vehicle pulled out seven or eight wires and connected them to the electric pole.
In the open space near the electric pole, an old-fashioned transformer had been removed and was quietly and tiredly parked there, with no one paying attention.

Compared to the new and bright appearance in Shen Le's memory, it is much older and dimmer. The rust on the surface tells of decades of hard work and dedication.

They tore it down! They tore it down!

The ball of silver-white light danced almost frantically, sometimes approaching the transformer, sometimes flying back to Shen Le's shoulder, back and forth.

After flying for a while, it dived into Shen Le's palm and rubbed against it. The lightning flashed and rubbed Shen Le's palm, making it numb.
[It’s obviously not broken… it was demolished even though it wasn’t broken… I’ve lost another friend in the village, wuwuwuwu…]

No, is this transformer also going to become a spirit? !
Shen Le was shocked, and walked through the crowd and hurried over to take a look. With the naked eye, there was nothing unusual, just a quiet, extremely old transformer;
I used my spiritual eyes to look again, and there was nothing unusual. There was no such peculiar smell on or around the transformer, not even inside the transformer.

Therefore, we can only assume that the small oil lamp has some special method to communicate with these electrical devices?

"Okay, don't be sad." Shen Le escaped from the crowd, quietly walked to a secluded place, touched the ball of light in his hand, and comforted it with his mouth but his heart:

"Even if it's torn down here, it will be used somewhere else. Don't cry!"

[No, no.] The mood of the small oil lamp became more and more depressed, and the light ball shrank into a tiny particle, embedded in the gap between Shen Le's fingers, without even rolling:
[Once it is taken apart, it will not be used again. Just like me, something is obviously good and can be used, but I just keep putting it away, and put it away...]

Shen Le knew that this was indeed the case. These old transformers in rural areas were dismantled and basically only had value for being dismantled and sold as scrap.

However, the little oil lamp was crying so pitifully. In order to appease it, Shen Le could only promise:
"Don't cry, I'll go ask what's going on. It was working fine, but they suddenly want to tear it down. There must be a reason!"

The key point is, the transformer is not broken?

The last time someone came to check, the experts said the transformer was in good condition!

Shen Le couldn't figure out the reason, so he simply went over and patted Xiang Yang on the shoulder:

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Xiangyang squeezed in the crowd, watching the electricians busy at work, cutting, connecting and replacing wires, and was fascinated.

When Shen Le patted him, he was startled. When he turned around and saw it was him, he smiled and relaxed:

"Get a new transformer!"

"Huh? Why do you suddenly want to change to a new one?"

"Shh... don't say that in the village..."

Xiangyang waved to Shen Le and walked a few steps away. He walked out of the crowd and lowered his voice:

"After checking for a long time, they still couldn't find the fault. So they just reported it and replaced it with a new, bigger box transformer, which would be less likely to trip..."

Ah? Is this a solution?
If you can’t find it, just replace it with a new one?
This electrician is so good!

Shen Le couldn't complain for a moment. He thanked Xiang Yang and left the crowd. He picked up the small oil lamp and shook it gently:
"Did you hear that? Because they couldn't find the fault after checking for a long time, they reported it and asked to replace the transformer. In other words, if there had been no fault, the transformer would not have needed to be replaced at all!"

It's all you!

It’s all because of your mischief, your friend, that the transformer that has been used for decades has to be replaced!

【Wow--】

The little oil lamp cried loudly. The silvery light in the lampshade flickered and almost faded away due to crying.

Shen Le was not a heartless person. Seeing the little oil lamp crying like that, he instinctively wanted to comfort it, but he couldn't find the words.

After thinking for a while, he took the oil lamp and went into the crowd, looking around, trying to find a topic. While looking, he walked closer to Xiangyang and suddenly found his blind spot:

"Hey, Xiangyang, why have you already started changing the battery? I was working inside just now and didn't notice it! There was no power outage at all!"

"Of course. With today's technology, there's no need for power outages." The young electrician looked up and smiled, his face full of sunshine, brightness and pride.

He pointed at the mobile box truck, and then shook his hand vigorously, drawing a circle:

"This is a new technology in recent years. It uses mobile box transformers to replace transformers without power outages. How about it, from beginning to end, you don't feel anything, right?"

"real?!"

Shen Le opened his mouth wide and looked back and forth from left to right and from right to left. He muttered quietly:
“No wonder there are so many cars coming…”

"There must be so many." Xiang Yang answered as a matter of course. Seeing that Shen Le was still a little confused, he stepped forward and pointed out one by one to Shen Le, and also pointed to his father who came over:

"Look, this is a mobile transformer truck. We replace the transformer without stopping the power. We first connect the wires to the mobile transformer truck, replace the transformer, and then connect it back.

The technology of connecting wires, switching electricity, and stabilizing the voltage is very difficult, and I don't know how to do it;
This is a crane. With this, we can directly send people and transformers up, saving us from climbing poles and using cranes to lift them up. The two over there are engineering vehicles, one is mainly used to pull transformers, and the other is mainly used to pull people. To replace this thing, at least four vehicles are needed, no less!"

He pointed and spoke, his pride evident in his expression. Shen Le was still a little confused, but two red clouds had already appeared on the face of the old electrician Xiang Guoqing:
"very nice……"

The old man stared at the scene, his eyes fixed on it. His expression seemed to engrave every device and every scene firmly in his mind:
"The technology is really advanced now... and we have money now... In the past, when we did this, at most we had one car and a few people..."

“No crane at all?”

Shen Le turned his head curiously. Without a transformer truck, at worst everyone would have to shut down the power for a day, remove the old transformer, and install the new one.

If there is no construction truck to transport people, at worst everyone can squeeze on a truck. If that doesn't work, you can ride a bicycle or even walk.

If there is no crane, we can use a crane at worst. If there is not even a crane, how can we carry something weighing hundreds of kilograms to a telephone pole several meters high?

"No." The old electrician answered as a matter of course. Turning his head and seeing Shen Le's surprised eyes, he smiled proudly and stretched out his hand to gesture:
“You young people don’t know this, right? Without a crane, we used a chain hoist to pull it up little by little.

At that time, many heavy things were pulled up there by manpower and chain hoists! Now, we no longer need to do that...

That’s great… Your Uncle Cui, when he was pulling the chain hoist, his hand loosened and broke his leg…”

When he uttered the last sentence, his eyes were already on his son, but his expression was almost as if he was talking to himself.

It’s great that we don’t have to carry heavy equipment up the mountain.
No need to grit your teeth and pull the chain hoist with all your might, not daring to give up even a little bit even when your hands are sore;
You don't have to step on the foot buckles of the climbing poles tied with wood and ropes, and climb up step by step. If you fall down accidentally, you will break your legs...

"very nice……"

Shen Le also sighed softly along with the old man. He turned his eyes, passing by four brand new construction vehicles, and looked up into the distance.

Continuous electric wires stretch from the horizon, from the end of the field of vision, along the electric poles standing on the mountain ridges, all the way to the entrance of the village.

On the electric pole at the entrance of the village, the electricians finally installed the new transformer box and began to prepare for retreat.

And throughout the village, the lights were bright, illuminating the entire village steadily, as if nothing had ever happened, as if even the transformer had not been replaced.

"look."

Shen Le gently stroked the small oil lamp, picked it up, and slowly walked to the electric pole.

Towards the new transformer and the old transformer that has been pulled onto the truck and is waiting to be towed away:

“The current power supply is very stable, and technology has advanced to the point where no one will feel anything if a transformer is replaced.

Your old friend, the old transformer, has also been dismantled and retired completely..."

In Ling's eyes, the silvery light of the small oil lamp was gently jumping.

Shen Le hooked the handle of the oil lamp with four fingers of his right hand and pressed his thumb on the other side of the handle. He rubbed it repeatedly as if he was comforting an old friend:

"Thank you for your efforts in the past... You have worked hard all along..."

Thank you for bringing light to the mountain village, thank you for lighting up the village when the power supply is unstable, thank you for waiting silently for so many years, I just hope that one day, it can be lit up again:
"From now on, I don't have to work so hard anymore..."

The oil lamp shone brightly. In Ling's eyes, silver-white electric light exploded, covering the oil lamp, Shen Le, and the young electrician beside Shen Le.

The aperture was still expanding and contracting, and with every change, tiny specks of light flew out from the aperture.

It fell on the electric poles, on the newly installed transformers, on the old transformers that had been removed, on the construction vehicles, and on the electricians.

It was like saying hello to old friends, like showing off to new friends, and like... saying the final goodbye to these friends I had known for decades, and these friends I met for the first time.

A huge warm current rushed into Shen Le's heart. It was as if he was a senior high school teacher standing at the door of the classroom, watching the students who received the admission letters talking and laughing with each other, and then walking away one by one;

It was as if parents were standing at the entrance of the village leaning on each other, watching their children leave the village for the first time and embark on the road to work outside;

It was as if they were the martyrs sleeping in the Martyrs Cemetery, watching the children laughing, playing, and flying kites in the square in front of the cemetery...

Sadness, relief, and relief. Such strong emotions rushed into Shen Le's heart from the small oil lamp, making his breathing unstable and his eyes blurry.

His chest rose and fell, and he tried to take a deep breath. After a long while, he stroked the surface of the small oil lamp and said softly:
"Come with me..."

no answer.

There was no sound, not even the voice of the heart that could be conveyed through the copper plate.

But Shen Le knew that the little oil lamp had really let go and was really willing to go with him. He couldn't help but smile, picked up the little oil lamp, and held it in his arms:
"When you come home with me, there will be a big house with electrical circuits all over the house, and you can run around as you like!
There will be two friends, two old objects that have come to life, just like you. You can play and chat together, and you will never be lonely!
I do what I say! "

In Ling's eyes, the light of the small oil lamp danced happily, like a dance.

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