Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sigh, "Big cousin, this is indeed quite dangerous, is there no solution?"
"Our family has been doing this for decades. We know precisely how much explosive to use, how many stones can be blasted down, and we don't start working right after the blast. We always wait for two hours; the firecrackers are set off at noon, during which time everyone goes for lunch and rest. This sun runs from early morning till night, the mountain's midday heat offers no shade, and people can't stand it."
"After the blast, we always check before starting work to see if there are any stones left unblasted. Normally, there's no issue. This time, it truly was an accident."
Listening to Zhong Lihui's explanation, Xiaoxiao was somewhat relieved. It seemed they weren't recklessly blasting the mountain, they had their own methods. If they didn't, they wouldn't have been safe all these years; it's just unfortunate that this accident happened.
