Dapao nodded and said, "Yes, Third Uncle said the soggy, sticky mud is hard to clean, and if there are zombies inside, it's dangerous. Just dry it with fire, and tomorrow — oh no, today — we'll bring the excavators in to dig, see if we can unearth any zombies."
Li Yu, hearing Dapao's words, felt that Third Uncle's approach was very correct.
He just watched the flames burning at the bottom of the ditch, then looked at the surrounding sticky mud.
A thought suddenly flashed through his mind; now that the bottom of the ditch was already cleaned up.
Why not turn this mountain pond into a real reservoir?
Referencing the small reservoir at the bottom of the hill, pave the ditch walls with cement, which would prevent the water in the mountain pond from seeping into the soil and wasting the water supply.
It would also make future situations like this less troublesome.
