Lian Xiaomin was serving food to her aunt in the house: millet porridge with brown sugar and a bowl of chicken.

The freshly-born baby Dun Dun was lying quietly on the kang, sleeping soundly.

The baby, who was only a few days old, sleeps after eating. He is so small, white and clean, so adorable.

Lian Qiuping was eating at the table on the kang. When she heard the noise outside, she smiled.

"Your uncle is finally back. He was the last person in our family to meet Dun Dun."

As he was speaking, Li Xianghai changed his clothes, tidied himself up, gently pushed the door open and walked into the house, with Zhang Dacui following behind him.

Lian Xiaomin looked at the stubble on her uncle's chin and the dark circles under his eyes and knew that he had not gotten enough rest in the past few days.

"Qiuping, how are you? Oh, let me take care of our son!"

Lian Qiuping gently picked up the baby beside her and handed it to him.

"Don't wake Dun Dun up, you still have to coax him."

Seeing Li Xianghai grinning, Zhang Dacui said, "You haven't finished your meal yet, go eat something. Xiaomin, you should go eat too. Yufang has answered all the questions correctly, you two should go eat."

Li Xianghai was indeed hungry and tired. He spoke a few words to Lian Qiuping, put the child back on the kang, and went to the room with Zhang Dacui and Xiaomin to eat.

Dad hadn't been home for a few days, so the kids all crawled over to the other end of the kang. Xiaofeng hugged Dad's neck and scratched his stubble with her little fingers.

After a burst of magical little baby voices pierced their ears, they finally died down and Yufang took them to the next room to continue playing.

Zhang Dacui, Li Xianghai and Lian Xiaomin were having dinner together and talking about what had happened in the past few days.

Li Xianghai was extremely tired. It turned out that he was not staying in the factory all the time. As a logistics manager, he followed a truck from the factory to Xiaowangzhuang on the Linhe disaster area to deliver relief supplies.

There is no other way. We can’t let Director Wang Guizhen go.

Besides, people at this time all have a red heart and will go wherever they are needed.

Zhang Dacui asked her son, "Why don't the higher-ups allocate supplies? Why do they ask your cotton mill logistics department to deliver the supplies? What are you going to do as a factory?"

Li Xianghai finished the last two mouthfuls of sorghum rice and put down the bowl.

"Oh, mom, you don't know. The leader said that there is no more money from above. The transport team sent some over, but it is far from enough. He didn't say why."

"Anyway, in times of crisis, all units must provide support. Soldiers are risking their lives to fight floods and rescue people. We can only follow orders, do whatever we are told, and try to transport as much supplies as possible."

Zhang Dacui sighed: "All the soldiers are going to fight the flood. How many people will have to eat the rations fed by the horses? It's not easy..."

"I remember the flood many years ago. There was a landslide near our village and many soldiers came. The rain this time was even heavier than that time. It rained for three days in a row."

It is still drizzling outside, and there are many mountains nearby, so it is possible that dangerous situations may occur. The brigade cadres notified everyone from every household in the afternoon, asking them not to go up the mountains in the next few days.

Lian Xiaomin thought for a moment and asked, "Uncle, what is the disaster situation like?"

Li Xianghai shook his head. "Alas, I only went to Xiaowang Village. More than 80 households were flooded. The other villages were not much better. I heard that Shuangyang Village was the worst hit."

"The rainstorm has just stopped, and the rescue and relief work is still a long way off! Our commune's transport team is transporting people and supplies to support the disaster relief work. We have vehicles going to the Lin River in the morning and evening."

After hearing this, Lian Xiaomin thought secretly that she wanted to go to the disaster area to see if she could help.

The black soil in the space can be used to grow food in a cycle. Apart from anything else, there is plenty of food, so she wants to do something with all her ability.

After dinner, she decided to go home immediately without further delay.

Now, besides the difficult road to walk on and having to wade through water, the rain was very light. I wrapped the little girl in adult clothes, put her in the backpack, and carried her on my back.

He picked up Xiaofu in one hand and held a big umbrella with the other, said goodbye to Grandma Da Cui and his uncle, and went back first.

The road was muddy, and she walked back to her yard with one step deep and one step shallow. After entering the house, she took Xiaofu and Xiaoya and flashed into the space.

First, she washed the mud off her feet in the bathroom on the first floor of the villa, then went upstairs with her two children to the spacious master bedroom.

"Xiaofu, take your sister to play with building blocks here. I have something to do. If you have anything, just call me loudly."

"If you two are sleepy, just go to bed and have a good rest."

The two little kids nodded their heads in agreement.

She put two children's water cups on the small table on the carpet, arranged the children, and went out to change clothes.

Find a set of rainproof clothes suitable for outdoor activities and a pair of shoes, change into them, put on a camouflage waterproof backpack, and leave home.

She planned to go to the commune's transport team first to see if she could follow the team's vehicle and reach the disaster area directly. Otherwise, it would be difficult to find it by herself as she would not know anything about the situation.

But we have to hurry. My uncle said that a bus will leave in the evening to pick up a group of injured people and replace the soldiers who have come back to rest. I hope we can catch up.

It was impossible to ride a bicycle on such a muddy road, so when I came to the road outside the village, I had an idea and took out a black Jeep Wrangler from the parking lot on the other side of the Victoria Harbour in the space.

In addition to some freight trucks, this parking lot also has the employees' personal cars. The keys are placed on the ground next to the cars, and you can use whichever car you want.

This car belongs to Ma Wei, a colleague from the Logistics Department. With this space travel thing, everyone's cars were brought here. I don't know what they will do. It would be best if they just copy the same operation.

We got in the car and headed straight for the commune. The car performed well on the muddy road and it didn't take too much time to reach the destination, which was a few kilometers.

He found a secluded place on the edge of the commune, put the car back in the space, and then walked over to the transport team.

This was her second time to come to the transport team. When she got here, she naturally thought of Brother Sanyong and Huzi, who took her for a stroll last time.

I wonder how these two friends are doing in France now.

When Lian Xiaomin pretended to pass by the door, she saw that the yard was brightly lit and there was a guard there. She couldn't get in, so she went around to the side of the wall.

I used my mental power to check the situation inside first. It turned out that all the open spaces of the transport team had been converted into temporary resting points.

In places like the cafeteria, repair shop, warehouse, etc., there were lightly wounded soldiers and some overworked soldiers resting.

Some people lay down on a mat, others put a sack or some newspapers under their bodies, or sit or lie down to rest.

Some people were eating in enamel pots. When Lian Xiaomin took a look, she saw that the pots were filled with very thin rice porridge, which was not much different from a pot of water.

People were drinking it with a slurp. Lian Xiaomin frowned and thought, how could this fill their stomachs?