"What is this for?"
Shen Le looked left and right, but couldn't figure it out. Little Oil Lamp had already shouted:
[Over there! Over there! It was demolished! They demolished it!]
"Where?"
Shen Le turned their heads back and forth. The crowd was so crowded that for a while, it was impossible to tell what was going on.
Shen Le raised his ears to listen and looked for it on tiptoes. Before he could find it, a silver-white light ball had already flown up, buzzing up and down, trying to lead the way:
[Here! Here!]
Shen Le followed it and walked quickly. The busy electricians formed a group around the telephone pole at the entrance of the village. The largest and most complex-looking yellow engineering vehicle pulled out seven or eight wires and connected them to the telephone pole;
In the open space near the telephone pole, an old-fashioned transformer has been removed, and it is parked there quietly and tiredly, with no one paying attention.
Compared with the new and bright appearance of Shen Le in memory, it is much older and dimmer. The rust on the surface tells the story of decades of hard work and dedication every day.
[They took it down! They took it down!]
The silver-white light group danced almost wildly, sometimes approaching the transformer, and sometimes flying back to Shen Le's shoulder, back and forth.
It flew for a while, then plunged into the palm of Shen Le's hand, rubbing it here and there. The electric light flickered, and the palm of Shen Le's palm felt numb for a while:
[Obviously it wasn't broken... it was demolished even though it wasn't broken... One more friend I met in the village was missing...-····]
No, is this transformer going to become a spirit?!
Shen Le was shocked, passed through the crowd, and hurriedly came over to take a look. With the naked eye, there was nothing unusual, just a quiet, extremely old transformer;
When I used Spirit Eye to look at it, there was nothing unusual. There was no unique smell on or around the transformer, not even inside the transformer.
Therefore, I can only think that Little Oil Lamp has some special method to communicate with these electrical equipment, right?
"Okay, don't be sad." Shen Le escaped from the crowd, quietly walked to a secluded place, touched the light ball in his hand, and comforted it incomprehensively:
"If it is dismantled here, it will be used elsewhere, don't cry!"
[No, no.] Little Oil Lamp's mood became increasingly depressed, and the ball of light shrank into a small particle, embedded in the gaps between Shen Le's fingers, without even rolling:
[Once it is dismantled, it will not be used again. Just like me, it is obviously good and can be used, but it has been kept there forever and ever·---]
Shen Le knows that this is indeed the case. Such old transformers in rural areas are dismantled once they are dismantled. Basically, they only have the value of being dismantled and sold as scrap products.
However, Little Oil Lamp was crying pitifully. In order to comfort it, Shen Le could only promise:
"Don't cry, I'm going to ask what's going on. It's been used well, but suddenly it needs to be dismantled. There must be a reason!"
The key is, is the transformer not broken?
The last time someone came to check, the experts said everything was normal with the transformer!
Shen Le couldn't think of the reason, so he simply came up and patted Xiang Yang on the shoulder:
"Qin, what are you doing?"
Xiang Yang was crowded in the crowd, watching the electricians busy cutting, wiring, and changing wires, and he was fascinated.
Being photographed by Shen Le, my whole body was excited. When I turned around and saw it was him, I smiled and relaxed:
"Get a new transformer!"
"Ah? Why do you suddenly need to replace it with a new one?"
"Shh--·Don't talk nonsense in the village--·
Xiang Yang waved to Shen Le and walked away a few steps. He walked away from the crowd and lowered his voice:
"After checking for a long time, they couldn't find the fault point. They simply reported it and replaced it with a new, larger box transformer, so that it would not trip easily---"
Ah? Can it still be solved like this?
If you can't find it out, just replace it with a new one?
This electrician is also very good!
Shen Le couldn't complain for a while. He thanked Xiang Yang and withdrew from the crowd. He picked up Little Oil Lamp and shook it slightly:
"Did you hear that? Because after checking for a long time, no fault could be found, we reported it to replace the transformer. In other words, if there had been no fault, this transformer would not have needed to be replaced at all!"
It's all you!
It's all because of your nonsense that your friend's transformer, which had been used for decades, was replaced!
[Wow one by one]
Little Oil Lamp Haotao cried loudly. In the lampshade, the silvery white light flickered, and he almost cried away.
Shen Le is not a hard-hearted person to begin with. Seeing Little Oil Lamp crying like this, I instinctively wanted to comfort it, but couldn't find the words.
After thinking about it, I got into the crowd with Oil Lamp and looked around, trying to find something to talk about. While looking,
As I approached Xiang Yang, I suddenly discovered my blind spot:
"Hey, Xiang Yang, why have you started replacing the battery? I was just working inside and didn't notice it!
There was no power outage at all!"
"Of course, with today's technology, power outages are no longer necessary." The young electrician raised his head and laughed.
Face full of sunshine, bright and proud.
He pointed at the Mobile Transformer Vehicle, waved his hand vigorously, and drew a circle:
"This is a new technology in recent years. Using mobile box-type transformers, transformers can be replaced without interruption.
How about it, from beginning to end, don't you feel it?"
"Really?!"
Shen Le opened his mouth wide and looked around from left to right, right to left. He whispered:
"No wonder there are so many cars coming--
"There must be so many." Xiang Yang replied matter-of-factly. Seeing that Shen Le was still a little confused, he took a step forward and pointed out the same thing to Shen Le, and also pointed it out to his father who came over:
"Look, this one is Mobile Transformer Vehicle. We change the transformer without stopping the power supply. That means first connecting the wires to the mobile box transformer, changing the transformer, and then connecting the wires back, switching the power supply, and stabilizing the voltage. It's a very difficult technique, and I don't know how to do it;
This is Boom Truck. With this, people and transformers can be sent directly up, eliminating the need to climb poles and use a crane to lift them up;
The two over there are engineering vehicles, one mainly pulls transformers, and the other mainly pulls people. If you replace this vehicle, you will have at least four vehicles, no less!"
He pointed and said, with a proud look on his face. Shen Le was still a little confused, and two red clouds had already appeared on the face of the old electrician Xiang Guoqing:
"That's great--.-
The old man stared at the scene with his eyes fixed. His expression was as if he wanted to engrav every piece of equipment and every scene firmly into his mind:
"Today's technology is really advanced - and we have money... - In the past, when we did this, we only needed one car and a few people at most -"
"Don't you even have a crane?"
Shen Le turned his head out of curiosity. Without a box-type transformer, the worst case scenario would be a power outage for a day. We would need to remove the old transformer and install the new one;
There are no engineering vehicles to transport people. At worst, everyone has to squeeze in the truck, which is really not possible. Bicycles,
You can even walk there;
Without Boom Truck, at worst, we would have to use a crane. We don't even have a crane. With something that weighs hundreds of kilograms,
How to carry it up to a telegraph pole several meters high?
"No." The old electrician replied matter-of-factly. Turning his head to see Shen Le's surprised eyes, he smiled proudly and stretched out his hand to sign:
"You young people don't know! If you don't have a crane, just use Chain Hoist to pull it up bit by bit.
At that time, many heavy things had to be pulled up manually using Chain Hoist! Now, it is no longer necessary -·.-
That's great-----You Uncle Cui, when you pulled Chain Hoist, your hand loosened and broke your leg-··.."·
When he said this last sentence, his eyes had already fallen on his son, but his expression was almost talking to himself.
It's great, I no longer have to carry, carry, or carry heavy equipment up the mountain;
You no longer have to grit your teeth and pull Chain Hoist with all your strength, your hands are so sore that you don't even dare to give up any strength;
There is no need to step on the wood and tie the rope with Pole Climbing Spikes. You can climb up step by step. If you accidentally fall down, you will break your leg-···-·
"It's great--.
Shen Le also sighed softly along with the old man. He turned his eyes and passed by four brand-new engineering vehicles.
Look up and look into the distance.
Continuous wires stretched from the horizon, beyond the end of the field of vision, to the telegraph poles standing on the ridge, all the way to the entrance of the village.
On the telephone pole at the entrance of the village, the electricians finally installed the new box transformer and began to prepare for retreat.
In the entire village, the lights were bright and illuminated the entire village steadily, as if nothing had ever happened, not even the transformer had been replaced.
"Look."
Shen Le gently stroked Little Oil Lamp, lifted it up, and walked slowly to the telephone pole.
Toward the new transformer, and the old transformer that has been pulled onto the truck, waiting to be towed away:
"Today's power supply is already very stable, and today's technology has advanced to the point where no one will notice it if we change the transformer.
Your old friend, the old transformer, has also been dismantled and completely retired -----.
In Spirit Eye, Little Oil Lamp's silvery light dances gently.
Shen Le hooks the four fingers of the right hand on the Oil Lamp handle, presses the thumb on the other side of the handle, and rubs it repeatedly as if comforting an old friend:
"Thank you for your efforts in the past---Thank you for your hard work---
Thank you for bringing light to the mountain village, thank you for lighting up the village when the power supply was unstable, thank you for waiting silently for so many years, I only hope that one day it will be rekindled:
"From now on, you don't have to work so hard anymore--"
Oil Lamp shines brightly. In Spirit Eye, silver-white electric light explodes, covering Oil Lamp, covering Shen Le, and covering the young electrician beside Shen Le.
The aperture is still expanding and contracting, and every time it changes, little bits of light fly out from the aperture.
It fell on the telephone pole, on the newly installed box transformer, and on the old transformer that had been removed.
It falls on every engineering vehicle and every electrician.
It's like saying hello to old friends, like showing off to new friends, and like saying goodbye to these friends who have been together for decades, and these friends who met for the first day.
A huge wave of heat rushed into Shen Le's heart. It was like a senior high school teacher standing at the door of the classroom, watching the students who had received the admission notices chatting and laughing with each other, and walked away one by one;
It was as if the parents were standing at the entrance of the village leaning on each other, watching their children leave the village for the first time and embark on the road to work;
It seems like the sleeping martyrs in the Martyrs Cemetery again, watching the children laughing, playing and flying kites in the square in front of the cemetery---
Sadness, joy, and relief. Such strong emotions rushed from Little Oil Lamp to the bottom of Shen Le's heart, making him breathe unsteadily and make his eyes blurry.
His chest rose and fell, and he tried to take a deep breath. After a long time, he rubbed the surface of Little Oil Lamp and said softly:
"Come with me---"
No answer.
There was no sound, not even the inner voice conveyed through Copper Fragment.
But Shen Le knew that Little Oil Lamp had really let go and was really willing to go with him. He couldn't help but smile, picked up Little Oil Lamp, and held him in his arms:
"When you come home with me, there will be a big house with a whole house of circuits for you to move around as you please!
There will be two friends, two Artifact Spirit who, like you, are old objects brought to life. You can play and chat together, and you will never be lonely!
I do what I say!"
In Spirit Eye, the light of Little Oil Lamp beats happily, like a dance.