This rain felt like the end of the world. It hadn't rained for months, but then it started raining and lasted for twenty days straight. The ground was flooded, and the cement road at the village entrance was completely obscured. To prevent vehicles from accidentally driving into the mud, the villagers put up two warning signs that read, "This is muddy ground. Please drive carefully."
However, even so, several vehicles still got stuck in the mud. At this time of year, the only people who can afford to drive are government employees and wealthy people who don't care about money. Ordinary people simply don't have the money to drive.
Especially for some large-displacement cars, unless an application is obtained, they are not allowed to be on the road. If caught, the car will be impounded, and no one knows where the car goes.
The vehicle that got stuck in the mud this time belonged to the construction team that came to the village to repair the prefabricated houses.
So many people went to help push the car. Fortunately, the mud at the village entrance wasn't very deep, so it took some effort to finally pull the car out.
My mother finally figured out Huang Huahua's character a while ago. She's a decent person, a woman from the countryside, and doesn't have any ulterior motives. Overall, she thinks Huang Huahua is someone worth helping.
Perhaps it is because people in the ** have realized that too many people have died recently that they have finally begun to pay attention to people's livelihoods. People who lost their homes due to the fires in various places have finally received attention. This convoy is here to help those who have nowhere to live after the disaster to rebuild their homes.
However, to prevent his mother from being too compassionate, Lu Yuan decided to go and see for himself what kind of person Huang Huahua was. If she was someone he could help, then he would use the 500,000 yuan from selling water to help her. But if she wasn't like his mother said, then he would pretend he never said anything.
Lu Yuan's intention in saving others was to minimize his own troubles, and he didn't want to bring trouble to his family by saving others.
There were about seven or eight construction vehicles helping the disaster victims rebuild. After a busy day, the villagers took out food and water from their homes to treat them. After all, they were all from the same village and there was no shortage of water now, so everyone gradually relaxed.
Lu Yuan and his mother brought some sliced ​​watermelon, pumpkin pancakes made by his grandmother at home, and some water to the construction team.
"Hey! Isn't this Lu Yuan's house? Haha! Come and sit down! What food did you bring?" Aunt Liu saw Lu Yuan and his mother coming from afar and waved to them.
Lu's mother went over and chatted with the other party for a while, then distributed the food to the construction workers around her.
Everyone's appetite was whetted at the sight of the golden-brown pumpkin pancakes, and they kept praising them. Some of those who didn't get to eat any felt a pang of regret.
A hint of satisfaction appeared on Lu's mother's face, and then she looked around and asked a question.
"Sister Liu, where's Huang Huahua? Wasn't she eagerly waiting for the construction team to start building the house a few days ago? Why isn't she here now?"
Lu Yuan assisted the construction team by assembling scaffolding, but his ears were also constantly alert, afraid that his mother might say something wrong and he would have to remind her in time.
Aunt Liu looked around and, finding no one, whispered in Lu Ma's ear, "Little sister, haven't you heard? She's been having an affair with Wang Cheng from the village. Her husband came back a few days ago and, seeing her cheating on him, beat her up and took her away."
Aunt Lu's expression changed drastically, and she quickly asked, "What? How could Huang Huahua be hanging out with that cripple?"
Wang Cheng was a cripple, and a lecherous one at that. He loved to stare at women all over their bodies. It was said that his leg was broken when he was caught having an affair with a woman in District Two by her husband.
Later, when the apocalypse came, people dressed even more lightly, which was definitely a great opportunity for this guy.
Aunt Liu snorted coldly and said, "That old saying is true: you can know a person's face but not their heart. Huang Huahua's husband only comes back a few times a year, and her son is also in another city. No one cares about her or asks about her. After a while, she's bound to feel lonely and start thinking about finding a man!"
Lu's mother felt somewhat dissatisfied with what Aunt Liu said, but she didn't react much.
"But I feel there must be more to the story! This Wang the Cripple is a guy everyone hates!"
"Sigh! Who can argue with that! But coincidentally, they caught us red-handed! Where can we go to seek justice?"
Somewhat distraught, Lu's mother followed Lu Yuan home after delivering the items.
"Mom! Don't overthink it. We can't interfere in other people's business. Even if there are some hidden reasons, we can't meddle."
Seeing his mother looking distressed, Lu Yuan offered her a word of comfort.
"Sigh! This girl is actually a really nice person. I had just started to develop some feelings for her when this happened."
However, this incident didn't cause my mother too much trouble, and she recovered when she went back to the fields to work and pick pumpkins.
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The saying "everyone has their own expertise" perfectly describes this construction team specially hired by the **organization. In less than a week, some row houses were already built, only lacking furniture and other items.
Director Tong, who had disappeared for a while, returned. To express his gratitude to the construction team, he specially prepared several tables of food before the weather returned to high temperatures, and everyone in the entire Third District came.
Before the meal, Director Tong delivered a warm and enthusiastic speech of thanks, which consisted of nothing more than some high-sounding words, thanking the construction team and the people in the district for providing food.
Then came the house allocation. Director Tong, holding a loudspeaker and a small notebook, distributed keys to each household in the order listed. Every family that received a key was overjoyed.
Some onlookers were happy, some showed envy and jealousy, and some were disdainful. In short, everyone had their own personality.
"Wang Cuihua!" Director Tong handed a key to a woman, who expressed her gratitude profusely, while an assistant beside her kept taking pictures with his phone.
At this moment, Director Tong took out another key and called out, "Huang Huahua!"
However, there was no response from the crowd.
Director Tong raised his voice again, saying, "Huang Huahua! If you see Huang Huahua again, tell her to come and get the keys right away!"
However, someone in the audience suddenly shouted something.
"She seems to be dead! She was beaten to death by her husband!"
Immediately, the people below began to discuss it, their curiosity piqued once again.
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