Following the construction of the reservoir, the village's paddy fields were all connected, with water flowing from the first one to the last. So, as long as the water at the downstream end was released, everything would be fine. Now, villagers began digging open the ridge of the field, some with shovels, others using their bare hands.
At this moment, the village elder Zhou spoke again, "What's the point of digging here? Look, the water from the upstream reservoir is still pouring down incessantly. When will it end?"
Nan Feng couldn't help but yell, "Then we dig harder! Let's make sure more water is flowing out than coming in; can we do that?"
She unleashed all the pressure from the night on Elder Zhou with her shout.
Everyone went quiet under her intimidation; no one dared to speak, just silently digging.
