Chapter 328 Is the Government Going to Kill Pigs?
Jing's mother told Jingshu several times to either take a nap, as there might be another earthquake at night and she would need to be energetic to escape, or to help Jing's grandmother get more food, or to help Jing's father tidy up the poultry room, or to help Jing's grandfather secure the small things in the RV and put them on the shelves. Jing's grandfather was even preparing to tie ropes to secure them.
Jingshu pointed to her head and said that her head was buzzing so badly that she stopped playing with a Rubik's Cube to distract herself.
Jingshu could see that the family was still in a state of high tension, thinking of driving away at any time, but where could they escape to if there was an earthquake all over the world? They were deeply afraid that they would not be able to escape if a big earthquake came. After the 5G network was disconnected, they relied on the text status of big data to understand the current news.
The family refreshed the screen from time to time and found out that the earthquake was so severe in some places in Wucheng that they had completely collapsed. The number of deaths was still unknown and had not been counted.
Frightened, Jing's mother immediately called her uncle's family. She was relieved to learn that they had been arranged to stay in a nearby shelter. She also said that in times of disaster, one should not save money, spend what needs to be spent, and live in a comfortable place so as not to let the children get sick.
Grandma Jing also called her eldest aunt and second aunt, and learned intermittently that nothing was wrong there at the moment. Grandma Jing was always worried, thinking that her eldest aunt could not take good care of Xiao Shuen, but Grandma Jing could only worry, and she could not bring a large family to her youngest son's house. Her eldest daughter, Youai, and her husband all lived in her son's house, which added a lot of burden. She could only call from time to time to ask.
The government is currently scrambling to evacuate people to designated shelters. Even some flat areas are unsafe, like the hill behind the Banana community. It's large and open, with no disadvantages other than its proximity to the mountain. Yet, the rift earthquake still struck. The government has been forced to concentrate people in earthquake-resistant areas, but with limited space, they've had to relocate more people to less desirable locations.
It was already past six in the afternoon when Xuanwu Lake Park had arranged for the noisy crowd. At seven o'clock, as announced on the loudspeaker when they arrived, all the army's food was mixed with Xishui and distributed to the people. Because the disaster came too suddenly, the logistics troops rushed to transport some more food. Otherwise, the people who came here urgently to take refuge would not even have anything to eat. In such cold weather, many people would have frozen to death if they did not eat.
At this moment, the park is divided into distinct areas. The VIP parking lot is only the size of a football field and is now filled with more than a hundred cars, as well as rows of simple board houses that have been temporarily built. It is said that the cost of living in them is 10 virtual coins per person.
Jingshu took a quick look and saw that there were only a dozen RVs. The rest were some hybrid vehicles, some were oil-burning vehicles, and some were gas-burning vehicles. It was a pity that she didn't meet Su Mali. She heard that she went to an earthquake-proof shelter with better conditions. There were only three such shelters in the whole of Wucheng, and the park here could only be called a "temporary shelter."
Ordinary areas are where civil servants and probationary workers live. Although there are puddles, there is no garbage and does not need to be cleaned. The government also distributes free boards to cover the puddles, as well as bedding for disaster relief, most of which are old items recycled at low prices during the end of the world.
The garbage area is an uncleaned place, and ordinary people need to clean and carry the garbage themselves. Only after passing the management inspection will they be given boards. There are also hay, plastic bags, curtains, clothes of the dead, and other soft things distributed for sleeping. All of them can be used as quilts. After all, if these are not distributed at such a cold night, someone will definitely freeze to death.
Jingshu thought that today would just pass like this. As the first day of the earthquake, although she was a little panicked, she was also confident. According to her memories of her previous life, nothing would happen again, and she would not be the savior like she was when the flood occurred last year. Because no matter how powerful she was, she could not save the people who fell below during the earthquake. Such things mostly depended on fate, unless it was one of those little tricks she had set up.
Who knew that there was a highlight waiting for her.
Wang Dongpo said that there was a short questionnaire to be asked, and asked a person in charge to go with him, enter a few questions and come back. Jingshu's family pointed at Jingshu and said, "She is in charge." Jingshu's family was indeed in charge of Jingshu. Since when, whatever Jingshu said or did was naturally listed as correct and feasible.
So Jingshu was pushed out to do the question-answering and paper adjustment. In fact, the family was busy.
Everyone was busy preparing things. Jingshu had prepared everything she needed to do a month ago, so when the real disaster came, there was nothing left to do. Jing's mother saw that she had been eating and playing all day, and wanted Jingshu to go out for a walk because she didn't want her to get sick from playing.
Jingshu casually put on a coat and bulky cotton pants, and went out with a hand warmer and a gas mask. If possible, she would like to hug a fat chicken, because the fat chicken is warm, comfortable and can also be used as a pillow.
Wang Dongpo looked at Jingshu through the residual light of the park's headlights. She was wearing a gas mask, a thick coat, and her hair was tied in an old-fashioned pigtail. She should have been an old-fashioned girl from the countryside, so why did he feel that this girl was so pretty and charming when he couldn't see her face clearly?
Yes, her hands were so tender and white, and it was obvious that she had never worked and was well maintained. And her hair was good. It was generally believed that only rich people could not afford to cut their hair, but the hair of rich people he had seen was definitely not as black, shiny, smooth, nutritious and full of vitality as this girl's.
"The girl under the mask must be very beautiful." Wang Dongpo couldn't help but ask curiously, "Are you really the one in charge of your family?"
Jingshu looked up and glanced at Su Dongpo, a somewhat shy boy, and nodded, "Yeah, what's the matter?"
Wang Dongpo thought of the handful of soybeans his uncle had given him today and couldn't help but remind him, "Okay, you'll have to keep some of them for the investigation. Children shouldn't make fun of adults' hard work. In the apocalypse, the most precious thing is your own food."
After that, Wang Dongpo stopped talking and pointed to a simple wooden house and said, "The meeting room is inside. Just go in and tell me your VIP number."
Jing Shu raised an eyebrow, feeling that Wang Dongpo's words hinted at something else. She couldn't help but doubt the purpose of this investigation even more. "I see. Thanks."
This is a temporary wooden house of about 300 square meters built in the parking lot. It is a U-shaped meeting room with neatly arranged desks. In the middle is a charcoal brazier to prevent the room from being too cold. When Jingshu arrived, it was almost full. These are not the key points. The key point is that there is a row of armed police officers behind the U-shaped desks, standing in formation, which is very spectacular.
The moment Jingshu walked in, she became the most eye-catching person at the scene. Everyone looked at her and sized her up.
A thought flashed through Jingshu's mind: Is this the time to reap the spoils? Isn't this a bit too early? The pigs haven't even fattened up yet... Hey!
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