Check the transformer, check the wiring, and check the circuits of each house one by one.
Record the load of electrical appliances one by one, add them all up, and calculate the total load;
Check whether there are any unauthorized wires, whether there are random circuit connections, whether there is any leakage...
Last time he vowed "no problem", but the circuit breaker tripped inexplicably just one day later. Xiang Yang felt very embarrassed. This time, he was very energetic and checked every house one by one with extra detail:
"No problem... no problem... no problem at this house... what's the problem?"
He couldn't see what was wrong, and Shen Le couldn't see it even more. However, Shen Le was better than him in one way:
He opened Spirit Eye and stared at Little Oil Lamp as he dismantled a table of spare parts, frowning slightly.
Even if everything is disassembled, it can't stop the silver-white aura floating on Oil Lamp. Even, because every part has been disassembled, it crackles and shines like electric light, which is particularly bright:
"Is that you?"
Shen Le stretched out his fingers and stroked it gently. From the newly cleaned glass lampshade to the protective frame outside the lampshade;
From the portable hanging ring on the top of the lampshade, touch the burner at the bottom of the coal Oil Lamp.
Everywhere I passed, I felt a tingling sensation that kept beating:
"Did you cause the electricity to trip? --You're not good!"
The silver-white breath jumped suddenly. Shen Le's whole body was numb, and his eyesight also turned black.
At this moment, he even suspected that he had been electrocuted, or even electrocuted to death--
Fortunately, it didn't. What Little Oil Lamp brought him was just another memory, a memory where everyone around him was smiling and happy:
"The call is coming! The call is coming!"
Dim lights were neatly revealed in the windows one by one. Under the lights, the elderly, children, men, and women walked into the room, then walked out of the window and looked into the distance, smiling happily:
"The call finally came! We finally have electricity in our village!"
"You can pump water from now on! You no longer have to work hard to carry water!"
"During the autumn harvest, you can also use a threshing machine! Every time you beat it with your hands, use bamboo shackles, and use your feet to step on the threshing machine, after the threshing is completed, the person will also shed a layer of skin... it is powered on, how great it is!"
The strong adults are thinking about the future, and the burdens on their shoulders are much lighter. The children are running in and out, constantly running under the electric light, looking up:
"This light is so bright!"
"Yes, it's really bright!"
"Much brighter than coal Oil Lamp! And it doesn't sway! It doesn't sway at all! I'm no longer afraid of a gust of wind blowing over, it just sways twice..."
The teenage girl spread out her textbook, huddled under the lamp, and greedily did her homework. After finishing a page of questions, she sighed with satisfaction:
"Besides, you no longer have to clean the lampshade with coal Oil Lamp! This lampshade is too time-consuming to clean..."
Shen Le stood aside quietly and sighed softly. In his eyes, this electric lamp was not bright at all: the oldest incandescent lamp, at best, has 10 watts, no more.
Such a dim light would have been impossible to use for children to do homework when he was a child - just kidding, even if it is an LED light, you still need to pay attention to blue light protection, eye protection, frequency and so on!
However, in this mountain village, the villagers from decades ago were overjoyed to have a 10-watt light bulb...
He stood silently for a while, then turned his attention to Oil Lamp on the table.
Over the past few decades, some rust has been added to Oil Lamp, but not too much. It is obvious that it has been carefully used and wiped by the owner for many years.
However, at this time, because the wick was not lit, it looked particularly old and dim. The handle was drooped, the glass lampshade was dusty, and the whole thing looked downcast.
Shen Le sighed softly, walked closer, and touched it. When his fingers touched it, the scene in front of him flowed as if he pressed fast forward:
At the beginning, the power supply was unstable, and it was taken out and lit every now and then, and was placed in the most important position. However, the electric light was on day after day, and the coal Oil Lamp became lonely day after day.
Its position has moved from the most important position in the center of the table, to the cabinet where spare items are placed, and then to the kitchen stove;
The dust on its body accumulates little by little, and the transparent glass cover is gradually covered with dust. If you wipe it on the handle and the lamp holder, you will find dust on your fingertips;
The rust on it became thicker and thicker day by day. It was wiped once every three to five months at first. Later, it was only taken out to wipe the rust during the New Year cleaning...
Shen Le touched the rust and sighed. Abandoning Little Oil Lamp in the corner, the grievance and confusion almost condensed into substance:
Why are you ignoring me?
Don't you like me anymore?
Are you going to abandon me?
No, no! As long as that bright thing doesn't shine, you will turn me out and light me up again!
Snap--
Silvery white light flashed. Above the head, the shaky incandescent light bulb went out instantly.
"Oh, why doesn't it light up again!--Child, light up the coal Oil Lamp!"
The firelight danced lightly. Little Oil Lamp's joyful mood could be felt through the lampshade.
"So, did you really do it?"
The light returned to the eyes again. Shen Le sighed helplessly and touched Little Oil Lamp again, touching each component one by one:
"Can we stop getting angry? Can we restore the power supply? Look, how busy the electricians are..."
The electrician was really busy. At night in the mountains, in the cool mountain breeze, he was busy going in and out, sweating profusely:
"There's nothing wrong with this... There's nothing wrong with this either... It doesn't make sense! I checked it yesterday!"
"The equipment is all normal... the relay protector is also normal... high voltage... there is power on the high voltage side... no problem? Then I've closed it!"
There was a soft snap.
Switch closed.
The village is as dark as ever.
Xiang Yang jumped up and started spinning around:
"What's going on? Is there something else I haven't found? --No, just try again along the line! If it still doesn't work, it's time to shake people off!"
Across the glass window, Shen Le silently covered his face, then turned around and patted the Oil Lamp holder.
"Hey! Be good! Restore the power supply!"
Oil Lamp remained silent, pretending to be dead. Shen Le ground his teeth, clicked, and roughly assembled Oil Lamp. While assembling, he comforted:
"Be good! If you are obedient, I will take you back and wake you up every day. You can play whatever you want!"
Oil Lamp continued to pretend to be dead. After a while, there was a soft popping sound, and the whole village lit up with light.
Xiang Yang turned his head in confusion.
"What did I do?... I didn't do anything! What's the problem?"
He is worried, and Shen Le is also worried. Little Puppet is obedient, and Little Ink Marker is also obedient. Why is it that when it is Little Oil Lamp's turn, he starts to make trouble and do bad things?
How on earth are we going to discipline this child?!