Chapter 215 God Opens His Eyes
A young refugee suddenly threw away the tattered bag in his hand, took two steps at a time, rushed over the ridge of the field, and plunged into the cornfield.
He hugged a thick corn stalk with trembling hands, buried his face deeply in the broad corn leaves, and took a deep breath. The fragrance mixed with soil and crops made his eyes moist instantly.
"I can finally eat my fill, I can really eat my fill..." he muttered to himself, his voice filled with relief and joy at surviving the calamity.
Several refugee women held each other's hands tightly, tears flashing in their eyes, but they couldn't help grinning.
Some of them gently stroked the sweet potato vines and muttered, "These leaves can be cooked and eaten, they can definitely feed a lot of people."
At this time, they didn't know that what they eat is not the vine, but the sweet potato underneath.
If I knew, I would probably be even happier.
An old migrant with gray hair slowly knelt beside the field, picked up a handful of soil with crop roots on it with trembling hands, and placed it solemnly on his chest.
"Thank goodness, God has given us hope for life in this year of disaster."
His cloudy eyes were filled with awe and gratitude.
In the crowd, some people began to cheer, some jumped up excitedly, and some ran wildly on the ridges of the fields, shouting loudly.
A little boy climbed up the corn stalk excitedly and shouted, "I want to eat a lot and never be hungry again!"
They had eaten all the bark on the trees outside, so one corn stalk could sustain them for several days.
This caused the surrounding refugees to burst into laughter, and their laughter was full of longing for the future.
The young men in the team were eager to get started, and they couldn't wait to pick up the farm tools and start working.
"Madam, just tell us what to do. We have plenty of strength. We will definitely harvest this crop intact! We guarantee that not a single leaf will fall!"
As long as they are edible, they will collect even the rotten leaves and will never let them go to waste.
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Xu Runiang looked at the refugees who were almost crazy with excitement, walked quickly to the edge of the field, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, don't be anxious! Listen to me!"
Her voice is clear and loud, standing out among the noisy voices.
Several young and strong villagers understood what was meant and quickly stood in front of the group of refugees, opening their arms to stop them.
"Fellow villagers, don't rush into the fields yet!"
One of the villagers shouted, "Our Miss Xu has something to say!"
Xu Runiang continued, "Don't worry, there will be plenty of work for you to do in the future. As long as you work hard, you will definitely be able to earn enough to make a living! But now, go to the village first!"
She glanced at everyone, her eyes gentle but firm, "You must be dirty and tired after traveling all the way. Go take a hot shower, change into clean clothes, and eat a full meal. Only then will you have the energy to work and do a good job!"
When the refugees heard this, they were stunned at first, and then a burst of whispers broke out among the crowd.
"Really? I can take a shower, change clothes, and have a full meal?"
A skinny middle-aged refugee muttered quietly, his eyes full of suspicion.
"Of course it's true!"
Xu Runiang responded with a smile, "Although our village is not big, we will not treat you unfairly. As long as you stay here with peace of mind, your future life will definitely get better and better."
After hearing this, the excitement on the refugees' faces gradually turned into emotion.
Several refugee women couldn't help but wipe away their tears, "It's been so many months, and no one has cared about us so much..."
One of the women said, choking with sobs.
Under the guidance of the villagers, the refugees slowly walked towards the village.
As they walked, they looked back at the fields from time to time, their eyes full of nostalgia and expectation.
Wanjia Village was not quite what they had imagined. It looked much better than their village, and every household had a brick and tile house.
It doesn’t mean that all people’s houses are brick and tile houses, but each family will have one or two rooms.
There are all kinds of crops planted in front of and behind the house, and there are trees full of fruits in front of the house. It is so beautiful that it seems like a dream.
There is a small ditch in the village. It is not very deep and only half a meter wide, but this ditch runs through the entire village and the water is clear.
When the refugees saw the water, their steps stopped instantly, their Adam's apples rolled up and down involuntarily, and their cracked lips trembled slightly.
They haven't seen such clean water for a long time. There is no water in many places, the rivers are dry, the wells are dry, and sometimes they can only drink urine to survive.
And here, there is such a clean little ditch? !
Some of them had already stretched out their hands, but stopped in mid-air, as if being pulled by an invisible force.
They were very thirsty. The long journey had made their desire for water reach the extreme, but they were afraid of making Xu Runiang angry if they drank the water rashly.
Therefore, everyone could only stare at the gurgling stream, their eyes full of struggle and forbearance.
Xu Runiang had been paying attention to the refugees' actions, so she naturally saw through their thoughts.
She smiled slightly, walked forward and said gently: "Everyone, don't hold it in, go and drink some water. This water is clean and will quench your thirst."
Hearing this, the refugees were stunned at first, as if they couldn't believe their ears.
It was not until Xu Runiang nodded again that the crowd seemed to be freed.
A young man was the first to rush over. He knelt down by the stream with a plop, quickly put his hands into the water, scooped up a handful of water and put it into his mouth.
The cool stream water flowed down his throat, he let out a long sigh of contentment, a long-lost sense of comfort appearing on his face.
Soon after, other refugees also gathered at the stream.
The old people squatted down slowly, held the water carefully in their hands, and sipped it carefully, as if savoring the hard-earned sweetness; the children had no scruples and lay directly by the stream, drinking in big gulps, and when they were full, they did not forget to wipe their faces with their wet little hands, laughing happily.
A refugee woman drank a few sips of water, then took out a worn-out kettle from her bosom and began to fill it with water carefully.
Her movements were gentle and focused, as if she was carrying the most precious treasure in the world.
After filling the water, she raised her head and looked at Xu Runiang with gratitude in her eyes, "Thank you so much, girl. We haven't had such clean water for a long time."
Xu Runiang felt mixed emotions as she watched the refugees drinking water.
She said softly, "Everyone please feel free. From now on, you will feel like you are at home here."
Wait until these people stay in the village for a long time and they will find out that the water in this small ditch is generally used for washing vegetables, clothes and watering the fields. The real drinking water needs to be drawn from the well upstream of the ditch.
But this place is close to the well, no one will come here to wash clothes, and it’s okay to drink it.
When the villagers of Wanjia Village heard that refugees were coming, many of them ran out of their homes to watch the fun.
Seeing so many people coming suddenly, the refugees were a little scared and couldn't help but show worried expressions on their faces.
It’s not that they were worried about being beaten, but they were worried that once the villagers saw them coming, they would have objections and would not let them enter the village.
However, they were wrong. A couple Liu Cai and Xu Li'niang and others soon stood up from the crowd. They claimed to be the managers of the village and would be in charge of them from now on.
Wanjia Village has a large public bathhouse, but due to limited conditions, it uses bathing pools of varying sizes.
If you feel it’s too cold, there is a “warm water room” next to it.
It is not winter yet, so except for the elderly and children, adults don’t have to be so particular. Xu Runiang directly divided them into two teams, male and female, and asked them to go in and take a bath one by one.
Throw your old clothes into the basket at the door and get a set of clean clothes when you come out.
It's basically burlap.
But how could Feng Xuemei and the others possibly dislike it? Whenever she thought about the future, her eyes were filled with hope.
It turned out that what Manager Xu said was true and she did not lie to them. As long as we follow her, we will have food to eat and a way to survive...
"Mom, if we work hard in the future, we will definitely be able to raise our brother."
"Yes! I just asked the lady in the bathhouse. She said there are a lot of jobs here. As long as you are diligent, you can fill your stomach. Even if you are a woman, they will accept you."
"Yeah! Mom, you cook delicious food. You can go to the cafeteria when the time comes."
"My Xuemei is very good at embroidery. See if you can help make clothes for them when the time comes."
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