At this time, Jing Fangchun also arrived at the resettlement site.
He saw Su Huaiyue and the Wei family busy at work, and his heart was filled with admiration: "Miss Su, you are really a great help. I also wanted to organize a porridge distribution, but I have been unable to find the time."
Su Huaiyue smiled and replied, "You are too polite, Governor. This is the common wish of all of us. Now that the refugees' conditions have improved, their food and clothing problems must be solved."
After the porridge distribution was over, although Su Huaiyue and the Wei family were exhausted, they felt a sense of accomplishment in their hearts.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully rescuing the refugees. You have received a system reward of 500 Heart-Nourishing Pills.]
[Congratulations to the host for reaching level three! Wheat production now reaches 80 kilograms per hour!]
After the porridge distribution was over, Su Huaiyue and the Wei family dragged their legs, which felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, back to the Wei residence.
As soon as Su Huaiyue stepped into the house, she felt a strong sense of fatigue coming over her like a tide, almost drowning her.
She forced herself to walk to the chair and slowly sat down. Her legs were trembling slightly from standing and being busy for a long time.
Wei Che followed closely behind her, looking at her haggard face, his heart ached as if being pricked by a needle.
He hurried into the kitchen, poured a cup of hot tea for Su Huaiyue himself, brought it to her, and said softly: "Huaiyue, take a rest, I will take care of the rest."
The voice was full of tenderness and concern, as if afraid that the loud volume would disturb her.
Su Huaiyue raised her head, her eyes were bloodshot and she looked tired, but there was still a hint of stubbornness and determination in her eyes.
She forced a smile and said, "I'm fine. I still have a lot of things to do."
As she spoke, her eyes fell on the account book on the table, which recorded the income and expenditure of materials at the resettlement site. She knew that the material reserves were getting less and less, and she had to find a way to solve the problem as soon as possible.
At this time, Madam Wei came walking towards them with staggering steps.
She looked at Su Huaiyue's exhausted appearance, her eyes slightly red, and said with heartache: "Huaiyue, you have been too busy these days, don't exhaust yourself."
Seeing this, Su Huaiyue immediately stood up, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Grandma, I know you care about me, but the refugees are still suffering. They need help more than I do. I am really worried."
Madam Wei nodded gently, her eyes filled with approval and relief. "I understand your feelings. Our Wei family has always been kind-hearted, and we're always willing to help. But you have to take good care of yourself, too. Only when you're healthy can you continue to help others."
Wei Yunrou also hurried over, her cheeks still slightly flushed from the busyness just now. She took Su Huaiyue's hand and said anxiously: "Sister-in-law, I will go to the resettlement site with you tomorrow. I can still do more things."
Su Huaiyue touched her head, her eyes full of tenderness and praise: "Yun Rou, thank you, I feel much more relaxed with your help."
The night was like a huge piece of black silk, slowly covering the entire residence.
Everyone else in the house had gradually fallen asleep, but the lights in Su Huaiyue's room were still brightly on.
She sat at the desk, the pen in her hand moving across the paper, making a rustling sound.
She is carefully recording the situation of today's porridge distribution and the needs of the refugees. She writes every detail and every number with extreme care, as if these words carry the hopes of the refugees.
Wei Che gently opened the door and walked in with a bowl of steaming chicken soup.
He carefully placed the chicken soup on the table and said, "Huaiyue, drink some chicken soup to replenish your body."
Su Huaiyue put down the pen in her hand, looked at the bowl of chicken soup, and felt much more relieved.
The next morning, as soon as the sky began to turn pale, Su Huaiyue got up early.
After a quick wash, she prepared to go to the resettlement site with the Wei family.
As they just walked to the door, they met Jing Zhiwan who came to visit.
When Jing Zhiwan saw Su Huaiyue, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, including guilt and a hint of envy.
She lowered her head slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then mustered up the courage to say, "Sister Su, I heard about your good deeds at the resettlement site, and I want to help too."
Su Huaiyue was slightly stunned, then smiled. That smile was like a flower blooming in spring, warm and bright.
She said, "It's great that Miss Jing can come to help. If we all work together, we will definitely be able to help the refugees overcome their difficulties."
When the group arrived at the resettlement site, they found that the refugees were already waiting in an orderly manner near the soup kitchen where they had been yesterday.
When they saw Su Huaiyue and others arriving, there was a small commotion in the crowd, and everyone's eyes were full of anticipation and gratitude.
Su Huaiyue and the Wei family immediately got busy with their work. Jing Zhiwan was not to be outdone and took the initiative to help distribute food and daily necessities.
She imitated Su Huaiyue and handed the food to the refugees. With a gentle smile on her face, she said softly, "Don't worry, everyone will have a share."
However, new problems came one after another like a surging tide.
The rate of material consumption at the resettlement site has far exceeded expectations, and food reserves are gradually becoming critical. The rice bags that were once piled up like mountains are now only a few left.
There were very few clothes and medicines left. Those worn-out clothes could not withstand the early morning chill at all, and the shortage of medicines had put some refugees with recurring illnesses in a difficult situation.
Su Huaiyue was extremely anxious, her brows were tightly furrowed as if water could be squeezed out of them.
She immediately discussed countermeasures with Wei Che, Jing Fangchun and others.
Everyone sat together in a makeshift tent, the atmosphere heavy and depressing.
"Supplies are in short supply now, so we must find a way to raise them as soon as possible, otherwise the refugees will face difficulties again."
Su Huaiyue said with a frown, a hint of anxiety in her voice.
Jing Fangchun sighed helplessly, his face full of fatigue and helplessness: "I have requested support from the court, but the journey is long and it is difficult for supplies to arrive in a short time."
Wei Che pondered for a moment, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, his eyes revealing determination: "I can collect supplies from surrounding towns, but it's just a drop in the bucket."
Just when everyone was frowning, Jing Zhiwan suddenly spoke. Although her voice was not loud, it was like a thunderclap in the silent night sky: "I still have some savings and supplies at home. Although it's not much, it can solve the urgent problem."
Everyone looked at her, their eyes filled with surprise and gratitude.
Su Huaiyue stepped forward, held her hand, and said sincerely: "Miss Jing, thank you. I didn't expect you to be so generous at the critical moment."
Jing Zhiwan lowered her head slightly, a blush on her face, and said softly: "Sister Su, I was ignorant before, but now I also want to do my part for everyone."
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