This time, Wang Yi has not only prepared maps and landscape maps in 22 years, but also prepared photo frames.

The private photos of Qiu Weishui and the two of them were all placed in the photo frame, either hung on the bedside wall, placed on the windowsill, or placed on the bedside table.

In short, Wang Yi arranged it for a while, and the room in Qiuwei River became warmer.

Qiu Weishui looked at it and kept stroking her long braids on her shoulders.

The room was decorated better than what she had in the city.

Wang Yi not only brought her photo frames, but also brought photo frames to Wang Xianghong, the production team, Xu Heng and Sun Zhengnan and others, which could all be inlaid with photos.

When the club and team companies first distributed dividends, he took photos of the dividend scene, and now it has been washed out. In 22 years, he magnified the photos and cleaned them again, and all the small photos turned into large photos.

The biggest panoramic photo was placed in a 28-inch photo frame. He entered the office with the photo frame and asked Wang Xianghong: "I took photos for our production team before. This time I went to Shanghai and bought photo frames and put them inlaid. Where can I put them on?"

Wang Xianghong, who was squinting his eyes and reading the newspaper, turned his head curiously at him, then pushed the chair away and stood up: "Good guy, such a big photo frame? How many photos have you taken - just one? This photo is so big?"

Wang Yi showed him the photo.

The photo is a panoramic photo, including him, Wang Dongxi, Dabang, Liu Hongmei and member representatives, as well as members queuing up such as Huang Xiaohua, Feng Ya, Xiufang, Xiuhong and others.

It's all inside.

Clear!

Wang Dongxi happened to go to the warehouse to get things back. When he looked up, he saw that he was lying down in a photo and was stunned: "My grass, this, this, this, isn't this me?"

Wang Yi smiled and said, "It's you. I took photos when you first paid dividends to members..."

"Yes, yes, haha, I was settled the accounts at the time. You see, there is a branch secretary, haha, you are here, come and see it." Wang Dongxi ran up and waved happily.

Wang Xianghong said angrily: "Of course I'm here, I saw it, what are you calling for? Why are you still unstable when you are such a big person?"

Wang Dongxi said: "I will always be a junior in front of you."

Wang Xianghong felt very comfortable when he said this.

He took the photo and looked carefully. Wang Dongxi pointed and pointed at the side: "Haha, Teacher Wang, the photo you took? It was very good, but why didn't you notify me? I didn't pay attention at that time. Oh, you took a side face and didn't laugh at that time..."

"Why are you laughing at? Why are you laughing at with your abacus?" Wang Xianghong saw that he accused his favorite Yizi of being angry immediately, "Isn't I just a slap in the side of you for a slap in the side of you for me? Look how good you are in the side of you for this side of you, don't you count the documents, your side of you for a better look than your front-facing!"

Wang Dongxi was unhappy: "Then I want to take a photo of the face too..."

"I'll shoot it for you right away." Wang Yi smiled, "This time I went to Shanghai, I brought some film back, and every household in our production team can shoot..."

"Can every household take a photo?" Wang Xianghong interrupted him, his face darkened, "Did you spend that certificate of deposit?"

Wang Yi shook his head: "I didn't move. If you don't believe me, I'll show you. I haven't moved the certificate of deposit yet."

Wang Xianghong suspected that he was playing the empty city plan and said directly: "Let's go and see, you're money for building a house, you can't move!"

Wang Yi had no choice but to take him to check the certificate of deposit.

Not long after they went out, someone ran up from the mountain road and shouted: "Secretary Secretary, the commune is here to flood prevention office, you go to the dock."

Wang Xianghong's face darkened: "It's broken, there's a typhoon!"

Wang Yi looked up at the sky.

Cloudless.

The clear sky is blue.

They went to the dock together, and at this time a large motor boat was docked on the dock. The women and old men who were originally repairing the boat and repairing the dock were busy moving things on the boat.

Wang Xianghong quickly walked up to the dock and said, "Director Yuan is you here? What's going on? The first typhoon this year is coming?"

A black man wearing a red vest stood up, wiped his sweat and said, "Yes, Secretary Wang is here? Yes, the typhoon is coming, it's almost time to our East China Sea, and he is now on the side of the Japanese."

"We get notifications in the morning, and then we send you notifications one by one island, and at the same time we send you flood prevention materials."

Wang Yi went up to take a look.

The flood prevention materials sent were very good, including sacks, nylon ropes, pumps with their own engines, bandages, hemostatic drugs, cold medicines and other miscellaneous supplies, including food. This is why the country is quite concerned about fishermen.

Wang Xianghong handed Director Yuan a cigarette.

Director Yuan looked at it and laughed, "Ha, good guy, Hongtashan? I heard in the commune that your production team is developing rapidly now, but I still underestimated you. I asked an old guy like you to be willing to give cigarettes. It seems that your production team has made a fortune."

Wang Xianghong smiled and said, "What money do you make? I respect you, so I give you the saved cigarettes. If your fat director comes to see what I give him, I will give him a fucking pussy!"

There was someone from the flood prevention office on the ship. Director Yuan made a joke and changed the topic. He talked about the typhoon and flood situation:

"The number of this typhoon is 8217, called Irving, which is quite powerful. It is a strong tropical storm. When we received the news from the Central Meteorological Bureau in the morning, its central air pressure was 990 hPa, and the wind speed increased to 25 meters per second."

"So powerful?" Wang Xianghong's face turned solemn, "It seems that our outer island is going to fight a tough battle. How high is its maximum wind power?"

Director Yuan took out a small book and looked at it, saying, "Before we came out, we were at level 9, and the radius of the level 7 wind zone was 320 kilometers. However, if the Japanese blocked it, the wind should be weakened a little."

"Since the morning, it moved towards our country at a speed of about 25 kilometers per hour. It is expected to affect our Wengzhou tomorrow and will officially land on our side the day after tomorrow."

Wang Yi asked: "Does the experts in the weather forecast estimate the damage and impact this typhoon will cause to our area?"

Director Yuan said: "The impact is the same, mainly the strong winds at sea and the wind and waves on the sea, so you must not go out to sea. Then there is local precipitation caused by peripheral spiral rain, which can relieve the drought in our area at this time."

Wang Yi asked: "This year, Wengzhou area is more drought?"

He remembered the proverbs by Wang Xianghong during the summer solstice, and it seemed that the production summary of the ancestors was really correct.

Wang Xianghong also repeated again: "The summer solstice of the grassland is the water festival, and if there is no rain, it is a drought day. This year, there is no rain in the summer solstice of the grassland, I would know there will be drought."

Director Yuan said: "So you save some water. The freshwater resources on your island are tight, but it's okay if you don't have farmland on your island. I tell you that several production teams with a lot of farmland such as Duobao Island have fought for water!"

Wang Xianghong took a breath and sighed: "When will no one fight for water in the year of dryness? I hope we will have the opportunity to fight for water with others, but there are not so many farmland on our island."

Rely on the mountains and rivers and waters.

Outsiders think that fishermen have countless catches facing the sea. At the beginning, the boat is all left to fish, and then they can live a life of spring.

Little do they know that fishermen envy farmers very much.

Fortunately, science and technology have improved, and the country can monitor changes in sea weather. In the past, fishermen could know exactly when natural disasters such as typhoons and tsunamis came? How could they know what level of what comes and how to protect them?

Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, every typhoon would take away many lives - a boat fishing at sea would definitely capsize and die if it encountered a typhoon. The other family on the shore was not safe, and the ship was destroyed and the family often happened.

At that time, the fishermen were poor. Once they had no boats and houses, they were really bankrupt. The fishermen could only be forced to a dead end.

So in the eyes of fishermen, farmers are in much better situations than themselves. They have farmland, and as long as they are willing to work hard, they have food to eat, and they are not as afraid of typhoons and tsunamis as they are.

Of course, this kind of thing is like a person who knows the warmth and coldness of water. Farmers will live a better life? This year is a drought year, and many farmers will go hungry!

Flood control supplies were delivered, Director Yuan threw away the cigarette butt and waved to Wang Xianghong and said he wanted to go to Shuihua Island.

Wang Xianghong said goodbye to him and then said to Wang Yi: "Hurry up and let the members prepare for flood prevention."

Wang Yi said: "Where are so many people who went out to work in the morning? They..."

"They don't have to worry." Wang Xianghong comforted him, "The typhoon did not come so quickly. Now the Party and the country have set up weather forecast stations. After the typhoon appears, you will find it, so our fishermen have time to prepare."

"You heard what Director Yuan said just now. The typhoon will affect us tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. There is nothing wrong with the sea today."

They returned to the brigade committee together, and as soon as they entered the office, more than a dozen people gathered in front of the photos and pointed:

"...Haha, look at me, I was picking my nose at the time, and I didn't know that Teacher Wang was photographing us."

"Xiufang has benefited from it. She happened to be standing outside the team with Teacher Xiaoqiu, and took a photo of her..."

"Okay, okay," Wang Xianghong came in and patted the table, "When will you still look at the photos here? Go back to have a meal quickly. After dinner, you don't have to go to work anymore, and prepare for flood prevention together."

The members were very calm: "Is there a typhoon?"

"Well, it's a typhoon. This time the typhoon is quite powerful, level 9. I don't know what level we are here, so we must be fully prepared and not let individuals and collectives suffer losses!" Wang Xianghong said solemnly.

Later he turned on the radio station and patted the microphone and said, "Hehe, all the members have them, all the members have paid attention..."

After lunch, Tianya Island became busy.

The students are the most active.

They changed into new school uniforms, neatly dressed in green, green clothes, green pants, green hats, sandals, different colors, boys are yellow, girls are bright red.

In front of the green top are red scarves floating.

Wang Xinzhao formally called the children's group together and shouted: "Students, we are now wearing military uniforms, and we are the Boy Scouts. This time the typhoon is coming, are we confident to defeat it?"

A group of children in the Children's Group screamed: "Yes!"

"Are you ready for battle?"

"It's ready!"

Wang Yi leaned on the tree and looked at it and laughed.

Very fun and has the characteristics of the times.

He was wondering whether to make a five-bar for Wang Xinzhao, this was also a five-bar for young men.

Wang Zhuangyuan, Wang Kai and the others changed their clothes and ran over. Then they saw the children's team lined up to distribute tasks and felt very proud, so they came up to discuss:

"Dazhao, let us join the Children's League too. You are the leader and I am the political commissar."

"No." Wang Xinzhao refused firmly, "You are not very conscious and have poor quality. You are not yet able to meet the requirements of joining our Children's League."

The weather was hot and angry, and Wang Zhuangyuan was almost smoking!
To be continued...