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"Brother Chen, if this bamboo pipe leaks again, all the buckwheat seedlings will wither!" Zhao Laotie squatted next to the bamboo pipe that was split in two, his pipe and pot almost pierced into the mud. Chen Mo wiped the sweat from his face, stared at the mark "1 person \u002F mu? 30 Days" in the black box and gritted his teeth: "Use hemp silk soaked in tung oil to wrap around the joint, and then dig an auxiliary ditch to divert the water. The water must be connected tonight!" Su Qingyu handed over the hemostatic herbs, her voice trembling: "Li's baby is crying again, and there is no food..." Chen Mo, a modern infrastructure engineer, traveled to the troubled times of the Three Kingdoms. He led the refugees to hide from rebel soldiers and guard against government officials. He relied on fast-growing buckwheat to relieve the food shortage, used bamboo pipes to divert water to break the drought, planted thorn forests to block infantry, and built the refuge into a paradise in the troubled times. "Uncle Zhao, you deliberately broke the teeth of your iron rake to trick me!" "Boy, if you want to learn a real skill, are you afraid of the trouble?" Hidden in the pit is a life-and-death relationship; "Wang Er, if you are lazy, there will be no buckwheat cakes to eat!" "Brother Chen, I will dig thorn seedlings right now!" A protective heart gradually emerged in the complaint. When Cao Weibing's kerosene shoes stepped into the thorn forest, and when the baby's cry rang the warning bell, they used their hoes and wisdom to prove that the hardest infrastructure in troubled times is the wall made of people's hearts.