After lunch, Song Yue continued with the afternoon cleaning work.
From time to time, injured people and people whose homes were flooded were carried into the square. When government workers saw them, they immediately stepped forward to meet them and led them to a vacant room. Medical staff also rushed over without stopping, examining their wounds, dispensing medicine, and advising them to take it...
The square is not wide, but the entire rescue work is well-organized, which makes the newly arrived citizens feel more at ease.
"Our government is really good. After hearing from the community that my house was flooded, they quickly sent people to pick us up."
"It happened to us too. My house was on the second floor, but water still flooded! I had no choice but to call the police. They arrived in just over an hour. They were so efficient!"
"I heard the government was well prepared this time, so the distribution of relief food and the establishment of disaster shelters were done very quickly!"
"Really? Then I won't worry. The government will definitely find a way to take care of the people."
There were many words of emotion, excitement, and praise. Song Yue listened while busying herself, feeling a warm current rising in her heart.
"Hey, Auntie! You can't take this! It doesn't comply with the regulations!" A voice interrupted Song Yue's thoughts.
Turning around, I found that the staff in charge of food was stopping someone and not letting him leave.
"What's wrong, Xiaoxi? Don't hit the common people." A government official who looked like a leader hurried over and warned his subordinates.
The girl named Xiaoxi shook her head repeatedly: "Director Zheng, I don't have any... This lady just took an extra portion of our disaster relief food, so I..."
Director Zheng waved his hand, signaling his subordinate to stop talking. Turning to the person who was taking the items, he said, "Sister, we're short on disaster relief supplies right now. Each person can get one according to their ID card. If you got the wrong one, just give it to me."
As expected of a leader, he spoke impartially and gave the other party a way out.
Song Yue thought the little farce was over.
Unexpectedly, as Director Zheng moved away, Song Yue suddenly saw the person opposite her - Zou's mother.
"Boss, please give me some leniency. Look, my old leg is still injured. My son works day and night to take care of me. I'm really hungry, so I wanted to give him some."
Director Zheng was stunned for a moment: "Sister, didn't your son receive the disaster relief food?"
After saying that, he deliberately glanced at his subordinate, who blinked repeatedly. His expression clearly said, "Director, I couldn't have sent it wrong."
Director Zheng had no choice but to look away.
Zou's mother rolled her eyes and said, "Yes, leader, my son never received any food from the beginning to the end."
I have never received it before, how can this be tolerated!
Director Zheng and Xiaoxi were both stunned.
This is dereliction of duty!
Xiaoxi shuddered. "No, that's impossible, Director Zheng... I remember this aunt, her son never came to pick her up on his own initiative..."
If the person is injured or sick, staff will distribute the money one by one in the square; if the person is a volunteer, he or she will receive it with his or her work card.
She remembered that the son of the person in front of her was not a wounded or sick person. If it was the latter, was it her fault that she did not come to get food?
Xiaoxi bit her lower lip, looking aggrieved.
Director Zheng looked at his subordinate, sighed, and shook his head: "Forget it, I'll tell you about this later. Sister."
He walked forward with a smile and said, "Since your son hasn't received any disaster relief food, you can take this."
"Well, thank you, leader." Zou's mother's face was full of joy.
"But you have to come here to sign and register your son's information." Director Zheng said in a businesslike manner.
Zou's mother's expression froze. "What...I need to fill out some more information...Boss, I can't read..."
Director Zheng: "Then you can have your son come. It's perfect. You said he's always missing out on a claim. We can register one and then give your son the missing claim. What do you think?"
"No, that's not necessary, leader... My son doesn't eat much, so this box is enough..." Zou's mother said as she backed away with the lunch box, and bumped into a passing volunteer.
Coincidentally, they were the neighbors of Building 6 of Song Yue.
"You again? You're here to cheat the government out of disaster relief food again!" An aunt noticed the lunch box in Zou's mother's hand and her eyes widened.
The others quickly surrounded him and said, "Boss, don't let this old woman fool you! She just swindled a lunch box in Tent 1, and now she's running to Tent 2 to get some free food and drinks! How shameless!"
"That's right, leader. Her son deserves nothing for not having food! He has arms and legs, he's not disabled, and he's not a volunteer. Why should the government give him food?"
"He's just lazy. He doesn't want to work, and he still wants the government to support him. What a dream!"
"Leader, you might not know this, but these two are incredibly scheming. Earlier, back at the square, they teamed up to trick everyone into sympathizing with them, getting us to support them and accuse another girl of wrongdoing. If that girl hadn't been so articulate and quick-witted, we would have almost been fooled!"
"Leaders, please don't believe her. She's full of lies. Don't trust her!"
Volunteers said one sentence each,
Zou's mother was surrounded and felt very embarrassed.
But she refused to be scolded. She raised her neck and blushed, "Aren't you just bullying an old country woman like me?! Pah, you're a bunch of snobs and selfish people! You just lick the leaders whenever you see them! I don't want the things anymore. I'm giving them back to you!"
As he said that, he threw the lunch box in his arms.
The aunt in Building 6 was quick-witted and squatted down to catch it.
"My goodness, this is disaster relief food, just throw it away!"
"Your own son is lazy and greedy, so you want others to not be able to eat either. How vicious!"
Worried that gathering together would have a negative impact, Director Zheng waved his hands repeatedly, "Thank you all for your kindness. You've saved us some precious food. Now that the matter has been resolved, let's get on with our business."
The food was returned and everyone returned to their posts.
After everyone left, Director Zheng turned around and patted Xiaoxi on the shoulder: "Xiaoxi, I'm sorry for what happened just now. I misunderstood you."
Xiaoxi shook her head gently: "It's okay, Director."
The truth has come to light and she doesn't feel wronged.
Director Zheng nodded with satisfaction: "If you encounter something like this in the future, don't hold it in like you did today. If the public hadn't stood up, do you intend to take the blame?"
"I understand, Director..."
"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. I'll pay more attention to that person from now on. You can just focus on your work and don't worry. Tell me if you encounter any problems."
"Then Director...how do we solve the food problem for my aunt's son?" Xiaoxi asked with a frown.
Upon hearing this, Director Zheng raised his eyebrows. "How do we solve this? Her son is lazy and doesn't volunteer, and he's not injured. Why should we give him money? The government doesn't support lazy people. If they dare to cause trouble again, I will report them directly!"
As the director, can't he deal with a social parasite?
After saying that, he left.
After the farce in the afternoon, Song Yue never met Zou Chen and Zou's mother in the square again.
I don't know whether they felt too embarrassed to leave their room, or whether Director Zheng had already taken measures to move them away. In any case, no matter which one it was, the square returned to normal order, and no one ignored the rules and tried to take advantage of loopholes in the country.
At 6 p.m., it was time to collect dinner and settle the day's work.
Song Yue handed over her white work card and heard the staff ask, "Want wages or supplies?"
Song Yue: "Supplies."
"Okay, this is the white card exchange area. Please tell me what you want."
I looked around the exchange area and found that in addition to food, there were also candles, hot water bottles, gloves, scarves, wool socks and other things.
If she hadn't been reborn, she wouldn't have any doubts about these things.
But now she is very clear that the temperature will drop after the flood, and it is unlikely that the cold-proof supplies in the exchange area are not a coincidence.
This made her confirm once again that there were indeed people in the official circle.
Song Yue had no shortage of cold-weather supplies, but he deliberately didn't ask for any, leaving them for those who needed them more. In the end, he only took two boxes of compressed biscuits and a body fat scale.
The staff was speechless as they watched her pick up the scale that no one wanted and had no practical use.
Song Yue smiled and explained that her parents were trying to lose weight recently and there was no scale at home, so she took one.
Hearing this, the staff member didn't know what to say and helped her put the things in a bag so that she could carry them away easily.
Volunteers from Nanshan Community gathered at a designated location and were taken back by authorities together.
The aunties from Building 6 on the road saw that she had no food in her hands, so they came up one by one and put the frozen dumplings and dry noodles in their hands into her bag.
"Xiao Yue, I'm sorry. It was the aunts who were blind this morning and actually spoke for those two."
"If you see that man harassing you again, tell Auntie and we will definitely help you drive him away!"
"Look at the food you took. It's too little. Auntie will give you some. Take it."
Song Yue:?
Unexpectedly, the aunties who had blamed her for being selfish in the morning all came around to apologize.
She hurriedly took out the food and gave it back to everyone: "Thank you for your concern, aunties. We don't eat much at home, so this is enough. You can keep it for yourselves."
Seeing her return the food intact, the aunts looked at each other and felt even more guilty.
Look at this child, how sensible and well-behaved he is. They, the elders, feel ashamed of themselves.
After that, there was silence all the way, and the speedboat took everyone back to Building 6.
Some people were waiting at the stairs early, and when they saw their families return safely, they went up to hug them and smiled with relief.
"How is it, old man? Is your work going well? Are you tired?" An old lady took the supplies from the old man and asked nervously.
"It's okay. I chose the green card. It's not too tiring for me."
“What is a green card?”
As the old man walked upstairs, he explained to his wife the differences between white cards, green cards, blue cards, etc.
Another mother walking in front of Song Yue was also asking.
"Dabao, is your workplace messy? Is anyone bullying you? Are the government officials in charge?"
The young man named Dabao was at a loss for words. "Mom, this is a government-led effort. Who would dare mess around? Even if someone did, there are police stationed nearby. They'd take them away right away."
The woman heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this. "Oh, that puts my mind at ease. You don't know, every time you go out during the day, my heart starts pounding. I'm afraid you'll get bullied... But since there are police nearby, it's okay. I'm not worried anymore."
Each family had its own doubts and concerns, but in the end they were all relieved after the family members explained.
On the morning of July 17, the assault boat came as usual to recruit volunteers, but unlike before, this time the officers and soldiers brought new news.
"The factory is recruiting garment workers. There are no age or gender restrictions. Experience in tailoring and sewing is required. Wages are paid daily and can be exchanged for cash or supplies. Interested parties please contact the local community by phone and we will come to pick you up in three days."
After these days of management and operation, community staff in various communities have basically resumed their posts.
Of course, since the office space was flooded, community members all worked from home.
The Internet is still usable, and they have sent out a prepared spreadsheet in the owners' group, and those who are interested can fill it out by themselves.
As the recruitment message was delivered, Song Yue's phone vibrated simultaneously.
She picked it up and saw that it was a message from the company department group.
Supervisor Wang Xiaohui made some remarks, and some colleagues lined up in unison to flatter her. Song Yue did not respond, but just turned off the screen silently.
Lying on the sofa, Lin Xiaojuan stared at the open spreadsheet on her phone for a long time. Finally, she sighed, "It would be great if this were normal. After I retire, I have nothing to do, so I want to find a job like this to get another job."
Song Tianyuan laughed when he heard it: "Normally, you won't get such an opportunity. Come on, stay at home, it's better than anything else. Don't get involved. We don't need these things at home."
"That's right, Mom. If you really have nothing to do, why not exercise at home?" Song Yue took the opportunity to take out a body fat scale and demonstrated it in front of the two of them. "This can measure body fat. Go barefoot and step on these two metal plates. Come on, both of you try it."
Lin Xiaojuan had been idle at home for a long time. When she heard that there was something new, she hurriedly got up from the sofa and stood on the body fat scale.
"34.7%? Is that high or low?"
Song Yue pursed her lips and gave an awkward but polite smile: "It's a little high."
Lin Xiaojuan: "... ask your dad to come."
Someone is forced onto the scales.
"31.5%?" Lin Xiaojuan was shocked. "Your dad is thinner than me? That shouldn't be the case. Look at his belly, he looks like he's three months pregnant."
Song Yue smiled and comforted her mother: "Women have more fat than men. My dad has a big belly, but his limbs are thin. Besides, he does manual labor and exercises a lot every day, so it can be considered exercise."
Song Tianyuan raised his chin proudly: "My daughter is right, I exercise every day, so my figure is better than yours~"
Lin Xiaojuan rolled her eyes: "What are you capable of?"
As she was about to sit back on the sofa, Song Yue pulled her back and said, "Mom, there's nothing to do at home anyway, you and Dad should both work out. That way, if we run into any danger in the future, you'll have the strength to keep up."
The two looked at each other and felt that what she said made sense.
This person cannot be too idle, otherwise he will get sick even if he is not sick. Since the daughter has arranged it, they should just get started.
So Song Yue developed a basic fitness plan for the two of them. Taking into account their age and that their bones were not as tight as those of young people, there were fewer jumping movements designed, and resistance training was basically used.
The two were already bored, and all they did was watch TV and scroll through their phones. What they kept scrolling through were news about heavy rains and floods, which was heartbreaking. Now that there was a new activity, they were eager to try it out.
On July 20, the authorities took away the qualified garment workers one by one. Since this position requires certain experience and skills, there are not many people who meet the requirements in the entire community.
Song Yue counted on the balcony and found only 6 people.
At 3 p.m. that day, six people were sent back early by assault boats.
People in the community were wondering why they were supposed to get off work at 6 o'clock, but returned at 3 o'clock.
Lin Xiaojuan looked at the people who had returned and exclaimed, "Hey, I know the one in red. She's from Building 1 and in the same dance team as me. We usually get along well. I'll ask her."
Then he picked up the phone.
The other party was older than Lin Xiaojuan and was not familiar with typing, so he replied directly with a voice message.
"Xiaojuan, let me tell you, we're really pissed off today. That clothing factory owner is such a jerk! He clearly agreed with the government to rent the factory for a month for free, but today, a lot of people came over, feeling sorry for his machinery and equipment, and he turned his back on his promise and is now trying to bargain with the government!"
"Then what? How did the government solve it?" Lin Xiaojuan asked back in a voice message.
"Let's talk. The government people came forward and negotiated the price with the owner of the garment factory. Who knew that grandson would ask for so much right away? I think it was over 200,000, and he also wanted several tons of supplies. In this world, supplies are so valuable, he really had the guts to ask!"
Lin Xiaojuan was a very emotional person. After listening to the story, she was very involved. She pressed the voice button to scold him, but Song Yue stopped her and said, "Mom, why don't you ask what the garment factory is called?"
Lin Xiaojuan was confused, but still asked the other party as she was told.
The other person said, "It seems to be called Zhongxin Garment Factory. It's not very big, not even half the size of the factory I worked at before I retired. I don't know what the factory owner is bragging about."
Song Yue raised her eyebrows and said to the two of them calmly, "This man is our supervisor's husband, his name is Zhong Xin."
"What?!" Lin Xiaojuan and Song Tianyuan were both stunned.
"Is it Manager Wang, the one you always talk about and who loves to show off?" Lin Xiaojuan responded quickly.
Song Yue nodded: "It's her. She was talking in the group this morning, saying that her husband is now cooperating with the government."
"Your supervisor is unreliable," Song Tianyuan shook his head after hearing this. "People are unstable now, and they hide any benefits they have. Who would spread it around like your supervisor? Now her husband is dishonest, and someone in your department will definitely find out."
"It's good that you've heard about it. You were busy at work before, so you didn't hear Xiaoyue say it. Her supervisor is very harsh and has insulted many of his subordinates, but because of the superior-subordinate relationship, the employees didn't dare to say anything. Now look, after this incident, do you think anyone will deal with her family?"
I have to say, Lin Xiaojuan hit the nail on the head.
As soon as she finished speaking, the phone on the table started vibrating.
Song Yue picked it up and took a look.
Team Leader Zhu Mengchun: @Supervisor Wang Xiaohui, I heard your husband offended someone from the government? (smile.jpg)
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