The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 79 Little Oil Lamp is so good! Saving people depends on you! (Subscribe)
There was another power outage.

The power went out again.

The power went out again...

Shen Le put down the work in his hands, sighed, stood up and looked out the window.

Ever since I came to this village to work, I feel like I'm fighting power outages every day. At first, there was a power outage once a day, and then there was a power outage every three to five days.

Now that I’ve replaced the transformer with a new one and the small oil lamp has been calmed down, I thought I could finally leave in peace, but how come - it started again?

[It's not me! It's not me! ]

Beside me, a small oil lamp flickered:

[I didn't! It wasn't me this time! I asked, it was the wire that broke by itself!]

You asked...

Shen Le rubbed his forehead, and his headache became worse. Who did you ask? Was it this family's electricity meter?
Or the village's electrical wires?
Or is it the 400-kilowatt box-type transformer that was just replaced at the entrance of the village?

I said, the new transformer has just been replaced and it hasn't become a spirit yet - of course the old one hasn't become a spirit either - if you ask him, will he be willing to answer you?

[The transformer told me! He can’t receive electricity either! The power line must be broken!]

Fine……

Shen Le rubbed his forehead, then rubbed the small oil lamp:
"You are amazing. You can already talk to the new transformer? How long has it been out of the factory? It is almost alive and can talk to you?"

Although it is a good thing that one or two old items can come back to life, but if everything comes back to life, and a new transformer that has been out of the factory for less than five years can also talk, that would be a terrifying picture...

[I don’t know! ]

Xiao Youdeng's answer was quite reasonable. Shen Le sighed, opened WeChat, and went to find the electrician Xiangyang:
"What's going on? There's a power outage here!"

"We have a power outage here too." Xiang Yang's message came back quickly:

"I called to report that a power pole must have been blown down, causing a widespread power outage. Once the typhoon passes, the power bureau will come and repair it."

"Approximately how long will it take?"

"According to the regulations of the Ministry of Emergency Management, if there is no large-scale damage to power facilities, it will be within 24 hours. I don't know if there will be large-scale damage, it depends on the situation...

In the past, there have been precedents of 48 hours and 72 hours. If you are unlucky and important bridges and roads are damaged and cannot be repaired, or large facilities cannot be brought in, it may take 7 days..."

This "it depends" really makes me feel uneasy. Now it seems that I have no choice but to stay at home, stay safe and wait for the typhoon to pass.

Shen Le turned off his laptop, switched his phone to power saving mode, and checked his power bank:

Two power banks, plus a laptop to charge the phone, maybe, perhaps, could last until a call comes in?
He quietly huddled in his room, not knowing what to do for a moment. All around him, there were crackling noises, his seniors and juniors were busy writing papers, and he was the only one doing nothing:

He has already graduated, so he doesn't have to write a thesis, doesn't want to take an exam, and doesn't have to review.

Originally, if the small oil lamp was not repaired, I could continue to repair it. But now, there is really nothing to do.

Is it practicing martial arts?

Oh, by the way, I can’t practice martial arts, and I can’t eat too much…

After sitting there in a daze for half an hour, Shen Le suddenly slapped his forehead and jumped up. Typhoon! My mansion!

My house has not survived the typhoon! I am outside, there is no owner in the house, no one is maintaining the house, what will my house look like in a typhoon?

Will it blow down one and a half rooms?

No, it shouldn't fall down. But, dozens or hundreds of tiles were blown away?
The windows were blown open, the doors were blown open, the wind and rain poured in, and when I got home, the house was soaked in water, and mushrooms started to grow on the floor and even the furniture?!

do not!

That’s an old house from the Ming Dynasty, with the finest Ming and Qing furniture!
Shen Le jumped up and turned around. If only someone could help him take care of the house, if only someone could at least go in and take a look, close the doors and windows, unclog the sewer, and fix the broken windows!

Can you count on a small ink fountain to do it?

Or count on the big camphor tree?

Xiao Modou and A Lu don't have mobile phones! At this time, it's hard to tell them what to do, so we can only rely on their subjective initiative!

Oh, by the way, Madam Boss!
Shen Le took out his phone and quickly sent a WeChat message to the boss lady. In a moment, the screen lit up and the boss lady’s WeChat message came back:
"Sir, you want me to look after the house? May I come in?"

"Yes, I will definitely allow it! Please! By the way, I have my keys with me. If you need to open the door, you can find a locksmith company. I'll call Shi Guangbing..."

"No, just your permission. With your permission, A-Lu will open the door for me, don't worry."

Shen Le: ???
Wait, one of you is inside the house and the other is outside, how do you communicate?

Are a tree and a flower talking to each other across the air?
Or exchanging pollen through the air?

The typhoon came very quickly. By two or three o'clock in the afternoon, it was so dark that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. The strong wind and heavy rain almost blew the windows sideways.

Shen Le jumped up and pushed the wooden window shut. He looked down and saw that the bolt and the bolt base had flown away. He was in a panic and quickly moved his laptop and mobile phone to a safe place and rushed downstairs:

"Composite fiber cloth! Give me some of what you didn't use up yesterday! The window is blown in!!!"

What the hell, he only thought about the problems with his own mansion, and the problems with the mansion being built on the top of the mountain, but he didn't think that the house they were living in now would also have problems!

This house is also made of brick and wood! It is also an old house!

Speaking of fragility, it is even more fragile than a mansion. At least the materials used in a mansion are good, but the materials used in these houses, sigh...

He should at least put up a grid on the window in advance! Strengthen the window and the wall together!
It was too late to regret now. I barely managed to close the window and seal it with composite fiber cloth, but there was still a big gap between the window and the window frame. The strong wind made the window creak, and the room leaked rain from the east and west.

All the fellow disciples suffered the same disaster and none of them escaped. In the end, they had to move their electronic equipment downstairs and squat in the main room, barely getting through the night.

The next evening, the wind slowed down slightly, and the rain was not pouring down from the sky like before. Although it was heavy, I could still go out with an umbrella in front of me. Shen Le breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the door of the main room, looking forward to it:
When will the electricity come?
It looked like the electricity would not be coming soon. The bridges and roads outside were not sure what was happening. At least in the past two days, Shen Le had watched helplessly as the small square at the entrance of the village was soaked in water and the pools were rising.

There were even a few houses located in low-lying areas that were completely submerged in water.

If the water was not deep enough and the residents could take shelter upstairs, he would have called the police and asked for a speedboat to rescue them!

Shen Le felt suffocated staying in the house, so he simply lifted up his trouser legs, reluctantly walked out a little, and tried to look outside. What a sin! From a distance, the fields in the village looked like a sparkling surface of water.

It's OK for this field to be soaked in water for half a day, it's barely bearable to be soaked in water for a day, but soaking in water for three to five days...

This year’s harvest would be ruined!

At this time, Shen Le didn't even care about whether his phone could last for a call. He looked at the fields outside, shook his head and walked back:

What will happen to the villagers here if there is no harvest?
As we walked, we heard a strange "creaking" sound. Even the howling wind and heavy rain could not drown out the sound.

Before Shen Le found the source of the sound, he heard the creaking sound getting louder and louder.

"boom!!!"

The entire ground shook. Shen Le subconsciously ran a few steps away from the loud noise, and then looked in the direction of the sound. When he saw it, his whole body was shocked:
"The house is about to collapse! Help!!!"

On the two-story building at the entrance of the village, a large tree with lush branches and leaves collapsed completely, with its trunk and branches falling on it.

The small building was crushed to the point of being crooked. One of its outer walls had completely bulged out, and half of the roof had exploded, with large pieces of bricks and tiles pouring down.

The "boom" that Shen Le heard was the sound of the outer wall exploding. Once this side lost its support, the wall on the other side could no longer withstand it.

Before he could finish shouting "Help!", the whole house tilted and tilted under the pressure of the tree, and with a loud bang, it fell to the ground...

As for whether there are still people in the small building and where they are buried, it is completely unknown.

It collapsed just now?!

How unreliable is this house! It collapsed under the weight of a tree!

Brick and wood structure houses are really not habitable, especially old houses of average quality, which are even more uninhabitable... I hope the house we live in is in good condition and does not collapse in the next few days...

Shen Le's thoughts were all over the place, and he shouted and rushed towards the collapsed house. As soon as he took a step, he was hit head-on:

A broken branch from some unknown tree flew over and hit him on the shoulder, causing him to fall backwards.
Shen Le screamed in pain. In the small building where they lived, the instructor asked loudly:
"How is it? Shen Le, are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Shen Le took two steps at a time and rushed to the collapsed house. He bent down to look and answered loudly:
"I just can't see where the person is! And there's a power outage at this time! Damn it, I wish there was electricity! Brother, quickly get out the flashlight! Call the electrician quickly!!!"

Relying on flashlights and headlamps is very inefficient for disaster rescue! Headlights are a must!
As soon as he finished speaking, the transformer hummed and the whole village was filled with light.

Not only the lights in the residents' homes, but also the street lights and the headlights at the entrance of the village all shone brightly, illuminating the entire village as if it were daytime:

Huh?
Fixed it?
Was it fixed so quickly?
Are the power maintenance workers so fierce now? They rushed in to repair the typhoon before it passed?
Shen Le turned his head to look at the transformer at the entrance of the village. Before he could see the next day, a loud shout came from a two-story building next to their house, which was decorated very stylishly:
“The electricity isn’t coming!”

A little boy of about seven or eight years old, holding his cell phone high, rushed to the house where Shen Le lived. As he ran, he shouted:

"Grandpa, Brother Xiangyang said that two bridges on the road have been broken! There are also many places where the roads have collapsed. We have to wait until the roads are cleared before the maintenance vehicles can drive in!"

The boy's voice was clear and loud, and not only in this room, but the whole village might have heard it. One after another, villagers walked out of their houses, looked outside, and then turned their heads to look at the lights on in their own houses:
Why is there electricity suddenly again?

Could it be that the power outage was just caused by a wire blowing open somewhere, and now it's suddenly back to normal?
Only Shen Le knew the answer. The wire was broken, and it was not so easy to suddenly blow it up and then suddenly have electricity.

Even if the wires are blown up, the entire power-off protection device needs to be reconnected manually. There is no such thing as just reconnecting it.

Xiangyang said that the repairs hadn't started yet, but the village was already brightly lit. It couldn't be that the power lines had been repaired. It could only be that -

It could only be that the small oil lamp was powerful and suddenly burst out!
Then he used his spiritual eyes to observe carefully. On the transformer, a silver-white ball of light was hanging high, expanding and contracting. A bright arc of electricity passed from the ball of light to the transformer, continuously transmitting electricity.

The whole place is illuminated!

Little oil lamp, so good!

"Save people! Save people quickly!"

He shouted loudly and rushed to the collapsed house. The old and young in the village rushed out in a flurry of footsteps:

"Hurry up and save people!"

"Move the bricks away!"

"Old Wutou! Old Wutou! Can you hear me?"

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