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Mu Yunfan, Fu Xingchen, and Su Yizhi finished clearing the debris from the well with the villagers. Fu Xingchen volunteered to descend into the well for a closer inspection. He secured a rope around his waist and held a torch in hand as he steadily made his way down the well wall. Mu Yunfan and Su Yizhi anxiously gripped the rope at the top.
“Brother Fu, be careful!” Mu Yunfan shouted, his voice echoing in the well. Fu Xingchen looked up and replied, “Don’t worry, I’ll check it thoroughly!” As Fu Xingchen descended further, the crowd above held their breath, only able to hear the faint sound of the rope rubbing against the well wall.
Once he reached the bottom, Fu Xingchen raised his torch to illuminate his surroundings. The well walls were damp, and upon closer inspection, he indeed found several cracks where water was seeping through, causing the water level to drop. “I found it! There are several cracks in the well wall leaking water!” Fu Xingchen shouted back up.
Beside the well, Su Yizhi furrowed his brow in thought for a moment before calling out, “Brother Fu, can you clear away some of the mud and sand around the cracks first? It will make it easier for us to repair later.”
Fu Xingchen acknowledged and placed the torch in a notch on the wall before starting to clear away the mud and sand around the cracks. The mud was wet and slippery; each handful he removed required considerable effort.
Mu Yunfan turned to the villagers and said, “Listen up! We need to prepare some clay and stones. Once Young Master Fu finishes clearing, we’ll find a way to seal those cracks.” The villagers immediately sprang into action—some ran off to fetch clay while others searched for suitable stones nearby. Before long, all the necessary materials were gathered.
After finishing with the mud and sand below, Fu Xingchen called out again, “The mud is cleared! Lower down the materials!” Mu Yunfan and Su Yizhi carefully lowered a bamboo basket filled with clay and stones using a rope. Fu Xingchen caught the basket securely and began repairing the cracks in the well wall. He first picked up a larger stone and wedged it into one of the gaps before filling in around it with clay, pressing it firmly.
This task was no easy feat; space in the well was tight, making it difficult for Fu Xingchen to maneuver. The clay was heavy and sticky, requiring significant effort with every movement. Nevertheless, he diligently repaired each crack one by one.
Meanwhile, the villagers above were not idle; Mu Yunfan and Su Yizhi kept a close watch on what was happening below while maintaining communication with Fu Xingchen. A young man couldn’t help but ask, “Mu Gongzi, do you think this will work?” Mu Yunfan replied confidently, “It will definitely work! Young Master Fu is meticulous; as long as we seal those cracks, there won’t be any more leaks.”
After working hard for quite some time, Fu Xingchen finally completed repairs on all of the leaking cracks. He let out a long sigh of relief and shouted up to the opening of the well, “It’s all fixed! I’m coming up now!” Mu Yunfan and Su Yizhi quickly pulled on the rope together with everyone else’s help to hoist Fu Xingchen back up.
Once he emerged from the well, he looked exhausted but smiled broadly. “Finally fixed! Let’s wait a bit longer to see if the water level rises.” The villagers gathered around the well, their eyes fixed on the water below. After a while, they noticed that the water level began to slowly rise. Everyone was momentarily stunned before erupting into cheers.
“The water level is rising! The water level is rising!” an excited sister shouted. The elders nodded in agreement, their faces filled with relief. “Thanks to these young masters, we’ve solved this major problem!” Mu Yunfan, Fu Xingchen, and Su Yizhi exchanged smiles.
With the issue of the well resolved, life in the village returned to its former vitality. Mu Yunfan, Fu Xingchen, and Su Yizhi threw themselves into new tasks. Su Yizhi continued teaching women how to weave cloth; after several days of practice, they had mastered new techniques and produced beautifully patterned fabric of excellent quality.
Mu Yunfan and Fu Xingchen were in the fields, inspecting the newly sown crops. They noticed that some of the seeds had already sprouted, with tender green seedlings swaying gently in the breeze. Fu Xingchen crouched down to examine the growth of the seedlings closely and said to Mu Yunfan, "These new seeds seem to be growing well, but we still need to pay attention to weeding and pest control." Mu Yunfan nodded in agreement, "You're right. I'll gather the fellow villagers and arrange for them to take turns looking after the crops."
The development of the village was like a slowly unfurling painting, continuously radiating new vitality through everyone's efforts.
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