Chapter 36: I think the distribution of supplies is unfair

"Dad, don't tell anyone in the village about Xiang Yu..." Xiang Yi looked at the tightly closed gate next door.

Last night he suddenly turned back to help, and recognized Xiang Yu as the person who saved them in the town.

If you talk about what happened in the city in the village, you don’t know what stories those gossipers will come up with.

"Don't worry, your father knows his limits."

Xiang Yu looked at the snowmobiles parked in the yard. Together with the two in the space, she now had a total of three snowmobiles in her hands.

She has also stockpiled a lot of gasoline and diesel, which will be enough for the next few years. After a while, she will find time to go out.

Go to the nearest gas station and see if you can get some more gas.

After resting at home for a few days, Xiang Yu was exercising in the village on Sunday morning when he suddenly saw Xiang Cheng's figure in the wind and snow.

Xiang Cheng trotted behind Xiang Yu, not too far away but always following steadily.

When passing the back mountain, Xiang Yu sped up and left him behind.

Monday was the day when the government distributed supplies. The plane stayed in the air for more than ten seconds and then left quickly. The temperature now has reached minus 27 degrees Celsius.

This time, the supplies were more than three times more than the previous times. When the village chief went to pick up the supplies, he was stunned when he saw the things on the ground.

He hurriedly called a dozen young men in the village to help move things. Before, there was only one airdrop box, but now there were three placed in the snow.

The village chief frowned, and after all the things were moved back to the yard, he took a dozen women to count the things.

The things were finally distributed to everyone according to the number of people in the village. Looking at the things they received, everyone's face was filled with smiles.

"Village Chief, why is there so much this time? Were there so many the previous times? Did you hide the extra one before..."

Then everyone looked at the village chief's house with inquiring eyes, as if they could see everything inside the house through the half-open door.

There are indeed a lot of things this time, so it is normal for them to be suspicious, Xiang Yu looked at the supplies in his hand.

Six bottles of drinking water, five kilograms of vegetables, two kilograms of potatoes, and two kilograms of sweet potatoes, half a bag of rice and flour, a bag of egg noodles, and ten starch sausages.

If you eat these things sparingly, they can last for more than a month. As if he thought of something, Xiang Yu felt relieved instantly when he looked at the things in his hand.

It is estimated that no more supplies will be distributed in the future.

Sure enough, the village chief refuted the man's words the next moment, "I got the same things as you, and every time I distributed things, I distributed them in front of everyone. You can't say that."

The man seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing just now, and hurriedly said that he was joking just now, "Village Chief, then why are there so many supplies this time?"

Everyone also looked puzzled. The village chief sighed and took out a list of supplies from the bottom of the box. There was always a list of supplies in the box every time.

The previous lists had recorded each delivery of supplies, but this time there was some other news written on it.

"Look for yourselves, take the food back, and eat sparingly, understand," he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant despite being over fifty years old.

"How could this happen? No way, are they going to starve us to death?"

"What should we do? There are six or seven people waiting to eat, and this little food is not enough."

"Village chief, please give us some advice. This is not a solution."

Everyone passed the list of supplies around and soon it came into Xiang Yu's hands. Xiang Yu looked at the few lines of small words written at the bottom of the list.

If you are not careful, it is difficult to find it. "Supplies are limited now, and the supply time on Monday will be changed to the first day of the month."

"But it depends on the situation. If the snow and wind are too strong, the supplies will not be delivered in time. The specific time will be notified next time."

"Experts predict that the temperature will continue to drop. Please take precautions, stay at home and pay attention to your own safety."

But no one can tell when the next time will be. Xiang Yu, who is familiar with the situation, knows that this is probably the last time supplies will be distributed.

Because in the coming period, the temperature will continue to drop to more than 40 degrees below zero, accompanied by heavy snow.

Airplanes cannot come in, and this place is remote, so it is difficult for anyone to pay attention to this place. People obviously have not realized this situation yet.

But there were a very small number of people who realized the seriousness of the problem. They took food and did not leave the village chief's house even though it was snowing heavily.

"Village chief, it says that the temperature will continue to drop, and the supply time is uncertain. Does that mean that this food is the last one to be distributed..."

A big man with thick eyebrows in the crowd shouted, and several people thought for a moment and then followed suit.

"Don't leave yet, wait a moment..." The man seemed to have something to say. He looked at the villagers who were preparing to go back to their homes, with calculation in his eyes.

Xiang Yu stood on the edge of the crowd. If anything happened, she could leave at the first moment.

"Lin Tao, what do you want to say..." The village chief looked at the son-in-law from another village.

"Village chief, this food distribution is totally unfair. I demand a redistribution," Lin Tao said word by word, scanning the people present.

"Think about it, everyone. How many children does Widow Wang have in her home at the west end of the village? Is there only one? And he's only an eleven-year-old child?"

"But the supplies she took were almost the same as those for adults. How much could a child like her eat? In the end, all the food ended up in Widow Wang's stomach."

"Although food is distributed per person, how much can children eat at home?"

Everyone listened to his words and seemed to think they made sense, but suddenly another person shouted loudly.

"Village chief, I also think the distribution is unfair. We men usually do physical work, and women naturally eat less than men."

"They eat less, do less work, but they get the same supplies as us. I ask for a redistribution."

Suddenly, a middle-aged man turned his head and saw Xiang Yu standing outside the circle. Seeing that Xiang Yu was holding the same supplies as him, he was immediately tempted.

"Village chief, I agree with redistribution. How much can each woman eat?" At this moment they were extremely united, as if they had been twisted into a rope that could not be broken.

The village chief sat on a chair, smacking his welding pipe, listening to the noise and coughing.

In his heart, he selfishly wanted to take care of the elderly, the weak, women and children, but seeing such a big reaction from the crowd, he couldn't make up his mind for a moment.