Su Miaomiao and the four members of the Huo family followed Shan Yazi into the village.
Tang Chunlan stayed at home to take care of Mr. and Mrs. Huo.
The snow outside was almost up to the thighs.
The road that the mountain ridge had just passed was soon covered with snow again.
Fortunately, the three brothers Huo Wenbo, Huo Xinyuan were relatively tall and they led the way in front, making it much easier for Su Miaomiao to walk following behind them.
It usually takes only four or five minutes to travel this distance, but they walked for more than twenty minutes.
Before coming to the village, Su Miaomiao had already prepared herself mentally, but when she really saw the situation in the village, she realized that she had not done enough.
Many houses collapsed in the village, and some were completely reduced to ruins.
Many of them have collapsed in half, or only had one corner crushed.
The journey can almost be described as horrible.
When Su Miaomiao found Wang Hongjie, he was directing the villagers to rescue the trapped villagers.
"Uncle Wang." Su Miaomiao immediately came up to him, "What's the situation now?"
"Why did you come down?" Wang Hongjie looked miserable, with a cut on his forehead that was still bleeding.
"Shan Yazi said the village suffered a disaster, so we came to see if there is any way we can help." Su Miaomiao frowned.
"You arrived just in time. What we lack most now is manpower. Some villagers are trapped in their homes." Wang Hongjie was no longer polite to Su Miaomiao at this time.
He then directed them to join the rescue team.
The villagers worked together and spent a whole morning checking all the collapsed houses in the village.
The heavy results of the investigation made Wang Hongjie unable to stand up straight.
In the pharmacy, there were painful groans everywhere.
Su Miaomiao and Old Man Zhao were busy running around.
Fortunately, they still had a lot of medicinal materials left in their pharmacy, otherwise these injured people would not even have medicine to eat.
After finally treating the injuries, Su Miaomiao went to find Wang Hongjie.
He was standing at the door of the pharmacy at this time, looking at the devastated village, his eyes full of despair.
"Uncle Wang." Su Miaomiao walked forward slowly.
"God is really trying every means to take over our village. We finally managed to stock up on supplies for the winter, but then there was another snowstorm. It really is like God is leaving us no way to survive." Wang Hongjie's voice choked with sobs.
"Since God won't give us a way to survive, then we'll fight for one ourselves!" Su Miaomiao couldn't bear to see Wang Hongjie like this.
This shouldn't be the case for a village chief who is so dedicated and devoted to the entire village.
"Fight for a road?" Wang Hongjie looked back in confusion.
"Uncle Wang, please sit down first. I'll help you treat the wound on your forehead." Su Miaomiao took out the cotton swab and gauze in her hand.
Wang Hongjie originally wanted Su Miaomiao to stop wasting these precious supplies on him. I could imagine what she had just said, so she sat down again.
Su Miaomiao carefully cleaned the wound on Wang Hongjie's forehead.
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