Chapter 241: Disaster victims settled in Chenjia Village. What is the origin of Chenjia Village? It is so wealthy.
"This is too good to be true! Corvée labor is hard and tiring, and it wears people out every year."
"Didn't you see the notice? It was posted early this morning, saying we're exempt from corvée labor this year!"
"But these disaster victims are getting paid, so I'm willing to do this kind of corvée labor."
"Okay, let's stop arguing with these disaster victims. They look so pitiful, so just let them make the money."
The people were talking about it, and most of them were happy and understood.
No matter how poor they are, at least they have food to eat and a house to live in, unlike these people who have nothing.
"I don't know how many people will be assigned to our village, but I hope they are all law-abiding people."
"I heard that each village needs to resettle 20 to 30 people. Village leaders have all come and are lining up to take people back."
"Twenty or thirty people is not a big deal. It shouldn't cause any trouble."
Some people looked worried. They heard that the victims were so hungry that they ate human flesh, and they didn't want to mess up the village.
As they were talking, the victims had already started queuing up to register their information according to their households, while the villagers were waiting on the side.
After registering twenty to thirty people, a village head would take them away. In this way, almost every village would accept two to five households.
Chen Jie was also among them, and he was relatively close to the front. He had heard about this from Xiao Ying yesterday afternoon, and the two had already discussed the number of people to be accepted.
"We have a lot of empty houses in Chenjia Village and can accommodate a hundred people."
When it was his turn, he took the initiative to report the number of people. The clerk in charge of registration was surprised and looked at him in surprise.
"Can your village really take in a hundred people? I'm telling you, once you take them back, you can't take them back."
Chen Jie nodded with a smile: "There is a Mrs. Xiao in our village. Mrs. Xiao is kind-hearted and has many empty houses. She said she can accommodate so many people."
The clerk's eyes lit up, and he asked excitedly, "But is that Madam Xiao Ying?"
"It's that Mrs. Xiao." Chen Jie nodded.
The clerk immediately changed his words: "Since Madam Xiao has spoken, it must be true. Then I will allocate 100 people to your village."
"Thank you, sir." Chen Jie thought to himself that Xiao Ying was indeed the one who had the most face.
Then the clerk suddenly lowered his voice and winked at him.
"I heard that there will be rewards for villages that resettle a large number of disaster victims. I think your Chenjia Village will definitely be the one to receive this reward."
Chen Jie was stunned: "There is such a good thing? Thank you for telling me."
The clerk smiled and waved his hand, saying that resettling the villagers was to solve the problem for the county government, and the county magistrate would naturally not treat those who had made contributions unfairly.
So in the end, the clerk selected a total of fourteen households, with a total of one hundred and one people, and assigned them all to Chen Jie.
The other village heads were stunned. What was the origin of Chenjia Village that allowed so many people to come? Weren't they afraid of problems?
The disaster victims assigned to Chenjia Village also looked worried. Other villages only accepted 20 to 30 people. Could Chenjia Village really accommodate them all?
In order to prevent the victims from forming groups, the clerks deliberately separated the victims when registering and dividing the land. There would not be more than two households from one place, which made the victims feel very insecure.
Chen Jie said nothing and simply asked the fourteen families to follow him. The victims had no choice but to follow him.
This group of disaster victims included men, women, young and old. The largest family had twelve people, and the smallest had only four: a young couple and two children under the age of ten.
But no matter whether there were many or few people, they were all pale and thin, their clothes were tattered, and they had no strength to walk.
Now that we are carrying food, we walk even slower.
After walking a distance away from the disaster relief site, Chen Jie suddenly stopped.
At the same time, more than ten ox carts and horse carriages rushed over, and the victims were immediately frightened and their eyes were full of vigilance.
Chen Jie smiled warmly: "Don't worry, everyone. These are all villagers from our Chenjia Village. We have come specially to pick you up."
"Next, all children under the age of ten should get on the horse-drawn carriages. The rest of the people should put their food on the oxcarts. The elderly and women can also get on. Take good care of your food and don't mix it up."
"We need to speed up and try to reach Chenjia Village before nightfall!"
Chenjia Village is too far away from the county town, and it takes four or five hours to walk there. At the speed this group of people is walking, they may not arrive there until midnight.
After discussing with Xiao Ying yesterday, he called a meeting of the villagers. The villagers had different reactions, but several families with ox carts expressed their willingness to come and pick up the people, so they came with him early this morning.
There are quite a few ox carts in the village now. Chen Jie, Chen Qingfu, Chen Tong, Zhao Qing and others even added a second one, so that there are as many as thirteen ox carts coming to pick people up this time. Xiao Ying also sent a horse carriage.
Fourteen cars lined up in a row, which was quite spectacular. No wonder the victims were shocked before.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. What was the origin of this Chenjia Village? How could it be so wealthy?
There were long lines of ox carts in the village, and even horse carriages!
You know, even before fleeing the famine, there were only two or three ox carts in the village where they lived, and horse carriages were only owned by the rich people in the town.
Judging from the strength shown by Chenjia Village, one village is probably equivalent to five or six of their villages!
What moved them even more was that these people were willing to drive ox carts and horse carriages to pick them up, even though they were obviously just strangers.
They have been accustomed to cold eyes and contempt along the way. When did they become so valued?
Everyone's eyes turned red and their noses felt sore.
"Thank you, Mr. Village Chief, thank you..."
One old man's eyes were filled with tears and he was about to kneel down to Chen Jie in public. The others were also moved.
Chen Jie was startled and quickly supported the person, looking a little embarrassed.
"Uncle, there's no need to be like this. Since we've settled you in Chenjia Village, we're from the same village now. People from the same village should naturally help each other."
"But I have something to say upfront. The people of Chenjia Village are honest and kind, and we won't tolerate those who cheat and deceive with bad intentions."
"If I find someone like this in the future, I will definitely drive him out of Chenjia Village!"
He and the villagers were willing to show kindness because they sympathized with the victims' plight, but that did not mean they wanted to be taken advantage of and raise a group of ungrateful people.
The victims immediately expressed that they would be down-to-earth people and that if such a bad person really happened, they would not let him go.
Chen Jie finally smiled with satisfaction: "In that case, everyone, hurry up and get in the car. It will take another four or five hours to get to Chenjia Village from here, so we need to hurry."
When they heard it was such a long journey, they no longer hesitated and put all the food on the ox carts and let the elderly, children and some women sit on them.
In this way, the team's speed will be greatly improved, and they should be able to arrive before dark.
The victims' hearts finally settled down, and many of them smiled. It seemed that being assigned to Chenjia Village was their good fortune.
The children who rode in the carriage were even more delighted and excited. They lifted the curtains and looked left and right, full of curiosity. They never thought that one day they would be able to ride in a carriage.
At the same time, a group of disaster victims also came from Xiao Ying's side. They were the fifty people selected to build the workshop, and were brought here by Ning Yuanze himself.
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