Wanjie Shop 13 #Xie Yunsui, I’m a fan of this guy! …
"Alright! Mission complete, let's go back."
Xie Yunsui delivered supplies to the last household and called on the medical team and Zhang Mingxin to return.
Zhang Mingxin rubbed his arms, which were a little tense from constantly moving supplies, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. "Brother Sui, you're amazing! Along the way, every village you mentioned we'd visit was on the verge of collapse. If we hadn't arrived in time, this family wouldn't have survived until tomorrow, let alone tonight."
He was shocked to see the old couple lying straight on the bed, motionless, with pale faces and lifeless looks, thinking they were dead.
It really looked like they were still breathing. Fortunately, they brought a medical team with them. Two doctors took turns performing healing operations on the old couple, finally allowing them to breathe a sigh of relief.
After the old couple regained consciousness, they kept thanking them in a hoarse voice and said they would treat them to a meal with the supplies they had received.
One of the most enthusiastic ways for Chinese people to express gratitude is to treat someone to a meal. Xie Yunsui and others were very experienced in declining such invitations along the way.
Only Xie Yunsui's name was left as a good deed. The two medical team members threw a series of empty punches, successfully frightened the old couple, and then got into the car.
Zhang Mingxin stepped on the accelerator, leaving the old couple standing at the door and watching.
"Hehe~"
After saving the man, Zhang Mingxin, feeling inexplicably happy, started humming a song.
Six hours after they left, a private off-road vehicle drove into the small village and headed straight for the old couple's home.
The man driving the car remained silent with a serious expression, while the woman in the passenger seat kept crying. It was not until she saw two familiar elderly people standing at the familiar door that she exclaimed in surprise, "Mom and Dad are still alive!"
"Lijun?" The old couple were extremely happy to see their daughter come home.
Qiao Lijun hugged the old couple and cried for a while before regaining his composure. He complained, "Why didn't you two answer my call? Don't you have a generator at home? I taught you how to use it, have you forgotten? Huh? Why didn't you send me a message? Do you know how worried I was?"
The old couple lovingly wiped their daughter's tears and said, "It's okay, it's okay, Lijun. We are living well."
Qiao Lijun's husband just walked in and asked, "Did a military vehicle come by just now?"
He discovered distinctive tire tracks in the dirt of the yard.
The overall environment is not good now, and various cities have implemented a soft ban system, which means that too many private cars are not allowed to occupy rescue and disaster relief channels.
The transport truck was rushing to save lives and deliver supplies, but halfway through it discovered that a stranded private car was stuck on the only passage, with people waiting for help in the car. It felt as uncomfortable as if it had eaten a fly.
Currently, cities only allow specialized off-road vehicles or special vehicles with high water-crossing capabilities to register for entry and exit. If a vehicle breaks down along the way and hinders or delays the rescue team, the fine can be shockingly high.
Even with such strict regulations, the number of people entering and leaving is still limited every day.
This is also the reason why Qiao Lijun was so anxious that he got several blisters in his mouth after finding that he could not contact his parents, and why he did not return home until many days later.
Qiao Lijun: "Are the government officials here to deliver the supplies?"
"Oh no, it's the Qingshan Rescue Team. Have you heard of it?"
Qiao Lijun works in the media industry and her workplace is extremely famous. Now that many new media companies have shut down, her unit is even busier, having to issue press releases every moment of every day.
During this period, major public welfare organizations have been competing for submissions. Some of those who are usually very active on social platforms have even sent a set of photos and texts for publication, such as visiting nursing homes and orphanages, delivering supplies to a certain community, and going to the countryside alone to care for left-behind elderly people...
You mean, your organization is so big and usually receives so many donations of money and supplies, but you only spent more than ten days doing such a public welfare project, right?
Although the work was done, the whole process from the establishment of the project to its departure, to the difficulties and obstacles encountered in the middle, to the material distribution process, and then to the reunion when everyone took a group photo in the rain... The photos and videos recorded the whole process in a desolate place. No matter how Qiao Lijun looked at it, he felt it was a show.
Qiao Lijun felt it was an exaggeration, especially after learning that it took Shanxia City officials only 30 hours from the time they discovered bacterial infections at several disaster-stricken resettlement sites to the time they resolved them.
But now the people’s attitude towards the government is that you are serving the people, we are very grateful, but you should do these things.
They prefer to watch those wealthy and high-ranking people whom they cannot normally come into contact with post videos and photos of themselves doing charity work, and then express gratitude for their generous contributions.
It just so happens that these contents have extremely high click-through rates, and people need to watch them to relieve their anxiety.
Qiao Lijun could only hold his nose and arrange the headlines.
The Qingshan Rescue Team is among them, but they are not at all ostentatious.
Qiao Lijun had only vaguely seen the Qingshan Rescue Team in a few official rescue missions. After asking someone to investigate, he found out that the founders of the Qingshan Rescue Team were a group of veterans.
They like to do practical things and do less publicity. They are often seen wherever a disaster occurs, but they also leave after the disaster is over.
We won’t arrange for people to take various photos during the whole process. Who will remember to take photos when things get busy?
Only some members who joined from the society would take a photo or two during their breaks and post them on the platform as a commemoration.
Nowadays, without publicity, many good people and good deeds are lost in time.
"I've heard of the Qingshan Rescue Team. They're a professional rescue team. Were they the ones who just came over?"
Out of his sensitivity to news, Qiao Lijun hurriedly asked for details.
The old couple praised the Qingshan Rescue Team and Xie Yunsui a lot, and then asked their daughter to go back and give some banners to the organization and write some articles to continue praising them.
However, when Qiao Lijun heard that Xie Yunsui's supplies were not distributed for free but were paid for, he frowned slightly.
As far as she knew, all the missions of the Qingshan Rescue Team were carried out by internal personnel who raised supplies and funds on their own. They did not charge money from rescuers, and there was no official channel for accepting donations in any of their organization's official channels.
She was afraid that the people who came were criminals who were using the name of Qingshan Rescue Team to profit from disasters.
Seeing her constant suspicion, the old couple became anxious. "Go take a look in the room! A ten-kilogram bag of rice is only ten yuan! Where else can you buy rice this cheap? And there's meat and vegetables. They also said that the temperature will drop later, and coal, charcoal stoves, and cotton-padded jackets are all in short supply. We can't even buy them now even if we have money!"
"They also brought two doctors with them. The doctors saved our lives, and together with the cost of the medicine, they only got 500 yuan in total. What can you do with 500 yuan?"
Qiao Lijun: "Help?"
The old couple knew they had spoken out of turn and had wanted to keep the matter a secret, but it was suddenly revealed. They had no choice but to explain the whole story.
Only then did Qiao Lijun realize that on the day she lost contact with her parents, a group of people from the neighboring village came in a truck and robbed the village's grain reserves. They beat anyone who tried to stop them and took away everyone's cell phones. They smashed and cut the wires of those who had landlines to prevent them from contacting the outside world.
The villagers were extremely angry. There wasn't much food left to begin with, and they had to rely on the village leaders to ask higher authorities for supplies. Everyone was saving their food, and if that group of people snatched it away, wouldn't that be like asking for their lives?
Qiao Lijun slammed the table and said, "We need to call the police! We can't let them get away with it!"
"Oh my god, how can we call the police? They stole our phones, and the villagers wanted to go to town to report it, but they actually blocked the entrance to the village and wouldn't let anyone leave. They threatened to hit anyone who tried to leave. By then, everyone was ready to die."
Just when they were about to give up, Xie Yunsui and others came over.
While delivering supplies and rescuing people along the way, they also learned the whole story and immediately said that they had caught the criminals in Hongqiao Village.
"They also went to Hongqiao Village? No, they arrested the group of people from Hongqiao Village?" Qiao Lijun received this news on the way home. How could she remember that they were arrested by the military transport team during their mission?
This matter was very suspicious. After Qiao Lijun forced the old couple to go to the city with them this time, he conducted a detailed investigation into the matter.
After visiting Hongqiao Village, she visited many other villages. She visited each one and finally arrived at Yuanhe Village. Along the way, she heard all the good deeds done by Xie Yunsui.
In just five days, thirteen remote and backward villages were rescued.
They walked on even the most difficult mountain roads.
However, according to Qiao Lijun's investigation, the only transport team taking this route at that time was the official transport team departing from Shanxia City.
She had no choice but to contact the Qingshan Rescue Team to ask whether they were cooperating with the official transport team, mainly to ask whether they had a person named Xie Yunsui, or whether some people were working in their name.
"Xie Yunsui, he's one of ours. He's participated in many rescue missions before, but he hasn't been on any missions with us since returning from the rescue mission in the small mountain village."
Qiao Lijun contacted the company where Xie Yunsui previously worked.
"Xie Yunsui, he used to work here, but he took some time off to participate in a rescue mission in a small mountain village, and then someone resigned on his behalf."
Rescue of a small mountain village?
Qiao Lijun seemed to have found the end of a thread in a cocoon and went to investigate the small mountain village.
Upon investigation, it was found that Xie Yunsui was also at the disaster-stricken resettlement site, and he prepared a lot of daily necessities for everyone free of charge.
Not only that, Qiao Lijun discovered that Xie Yunsui's name was mentioned many times on the Internet at that time and in the following few days.
"There was a good-looking guy in the distribution team this time. I heard that a lot of the supplies were brought to the government with his financial support."
"Oh, I saw that too. He didn't say much, he just moved supplies without saying a word."
"I asked! His name is Xie Yunsui. He used to be with the Qingshan Rescue Team. He's a kind and responsible guy. I heard that the official supplies were still on the way, and he had a way to get more supplies, so he donated them all to the country. He also continues to do charity work."
"Help! Why is his name everywhere these days? Is this hype?"
"What a lunatic! Looking at the IP address, we're all in Shanxia City. It must be XX Community, District XX. We're very close together. Okay, well, our neighborhood, the previous batch of water delivered to us is contaminated, so the authorities have to urgently replace this dirty water. That guy is just here to distribute supplies. What a hype! Aside from us owners taking a couple of photos because we thought he looked handsome, no one else was filming the entire thing!"
"My god, isn't this better than those rich people sitting in their mountaintop villas drinking red wine and pretending to donate money to charity? Who knows how much they donated or to whom? Maybe they just pass it on to their own and gain some fame."
"That's right, at least they delivered the supplies and worked with us the whole time. At least they gave us all the supplies, and no one took advantage of them!"
"I received the stuff, [photos] [photos]. Seeing these when I'm at my wit's end makes me want to cry. I just want to say, Xie Yunsui, I'm a fan of this guy!"
The more he investigated, the more Qiao Lijun understood Xie Yunsui, and he also realized that his previous doubts and speculations about him were outrageous.
She reflected on herself.
She thinks that public welfare activities are just a show.
As for those who didn't do any publicity, she thought they had bad intentions.
However, only a few of them are really putting on a show, and most of them are recording through videos and photos. The operation of a huge organization requires layers of transparency to ensure that the supplies really reach the pockets of the people.
There were people who really had bad intentions, but she beat them to death with a stick.
Because of the terrible situation brought about by the catastrophe, she became a little sharp, which was really not right.
"I want to do a special report," she said to her husband.
"What?"
"There must be many unsung heroes like Xie Yunsui, but without any publicity, we don't know about them. I want to open a separate column for people like them, and the first issue will be about Xie Yunsui."
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Xie Yunsui realized that his merits had inexplicably increased significantly, so he asked Fang Xiheng, "Are you guys doing good deeds in my name again?"
Fang Xiheng looked confused and sent messages to several people.
"No, your situation is still confidential. The direction of publicity is still under discussion, and the base hasn't taken any action yet."
Soon, Fang Xiheng received another message asking him to open his phone and check the trending searches.
Xie Yunsui leaned over and saw several titles at a glance.
#The Light of the Nameless#
#Xie Yunsui Disaster Relief Record#
#13 small villages’ civil forces rescue the truth#
#Xie Yunsui, I’m a fan of this guy! #
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The author has something to say: The setting is that major cities still have limited power supply, and the network cannot be completely cut off, otherwise people will panic because they do not understand the disaster situation.
Promoting good people and good deeds is the current main theme.
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