Hua Mi patted Shi Caixia on the shoulder.
"Let the driver bring the car up. Move around a bit, you'll get used to it."
Get used to death. If you have to grieve for every corpse, then from now on, your heart must be broken.
Shi Caixia clenched her fists. She didn't move. After a long while, she suddenly said hatefully:
"This is the price Ma Zhixuan pays for not buying firewood. In this cold weather, what's wrong with him buying some firewood?"
The snow was so deep that the survivors couldn't even hold out long enough to dig the wet wood out of it.
Therefore, it is essential to have firewood for heating in stock; you must have enough.
But look at what Ma Zhixuan has done! How many people have died because of his wishful thinking?
Hua Mi didn't speak, but looked at Shi Caixia with a sorrowful gaze. She had only seen a few corpses, yet she was filled with righteous indignation.
The further you go towards City C, the more corpses you'll find on the road.
Sure enough, the driver drove the car up, but it got stuck again after only one kilometer.
This time, what got stuck on the wheels wasn't snow, but corpses lying haphazardly on the road.
The psychological trauma suffered by Shi Caixia and the driver was immeasurable. They stood helplessly by the wheels, unsure of what to do.
Hua Mi, nearly five months pregnant and wrapped in a down jacket, got out of the car.
Shi Caixia said with a distressed expression,
"Another one froze to death?"
She thought the group of "snowmen" by the roadside was an unexpected incident, but little did she know that there were also frozen corpses on the road.
Hua Mi did not answer Shi Caixia, but only gave instructions to the driver and Shi Caixia.
"Move all the bodies on the road to the side of the road, and I'll call the clearing team to come over."
Many people will freeze to death along the way in City C; this is just the beginning.
The temperature dropped too quickly, and the heating was not timely. The survivors had to walk over mountains and valleys to get to Xiangcheng. The transport planes in C City were destroyed, so food, drink, clothing and other supplies could not be delivered to C City.
If the Xiang C Expressway remains closed, even more people will likely freeze or starve to death.
Watching the driver and Shi Caixia carrying the corpses with sorrowful expressions, Hua Mi continued forward, collecting all the snow and corpses along the way into the medium-sized recycling station.
They walked and stopped, and it took them five hours to finally reach the first obstacle.
A large number of survivors who had crossed mountains and valleys had already gathered there, and the situation was much worse than Hua Mi had imagined.
Before even approaching the obstacle, they could hear a large group of survivors shouting loudly around several RVs.
"Please, it's so cold, could you let the child go inside and warm up first?"
“When we left City C, it wasn’t this cold. It’s only been a day, and it’s already this cold. We’re going to freeze to death. We’re really going to freeze to death.”
"Give me a way out!"
Inside the RV, the contractor was screaming in despair.
"There's no room left. There are over 50 kids crammed into this RV. We really don't have any room left."
Who could have known the snow would be this heavy?
For people in southern cities, they may be able to escape earthquakes, floods, and endless darkness, but how can they escape snow disasters?
We don't have enough winter clothes.
Even if everyone has a winter coat, it won't keep out this cold.
Hua Mi is quite generous, providing each of the small construction teams for the project with a luxury RV.
Each RV is equipped with a smokeless wood-burning stove, and a luxury RV can accommodate 15 workers.
This Hunan C engineering team has 150 people and 10 luxury RVs.
However, these 10 luxury RVs are now almost bursting at the seams.
Not only are they about to be crushed, but they're also running out of firewood.
Ikegawa was in charge of supplies, and his small team would come to deliver firewood to them every day.
However, due to the rugged road conditions, the firewood and food for today have not yet been delivered.
I don't know if it will be delivered today.
Old Bao was extremely anxious. There were still more than 100 migrant workers outside the RV, and they gave most of the space inside the RV to the children of the survivors.
But it still wasn't enough.
There were far too many survivors who trekked from City C to Xiangcheng.
In this kind of weather, if even the slightest accident occurs and a person stops moving, they will freeze to death.
The survivors outside the RV were still pleading, their sorrowful cries very loud.
The adults lifted up the crying children and squeezed towards the RV in the wind and snow.
“My child is too young, she can’t hold on any longer, let her go in, we adults won’t go in.”
Some elderly people took off their thick clothes and wrapped them around their children.
"I'm all skin and bones, it's okay if I freeze to death. Give all the warm clothes to the children. Hurry, it's getting colder and colder."
Seeing this scene, Shi Caixia turned her back and wiped her eyes. She didn't dare to cry at this moment.
I was afraid that if she cried, her tears would freeze on her face.
Suddenly, in the snowstorm with extremely low visibility, Shi Caixia saw Hua Mi standing in the middle of the road, with a huge creature behind her.
No, it's a very thick tree.
The tree had been uprooted, its branches were lush, and its trunk was about the thickness of four or five people's arms, and about seven or eight meters long.
Shi Caixia blinked and ran over.
"Mrs. Gong, where did this tree come from?"
Hua Mi smiled slightly, not answering Shi Caixia, but only saying...
"Have all the adults with children come over, line up, and each of you chop some wood to keep warm."
After saying that, she pointed to a large pile of entrenching tools next to her.
“Recruit a group of workers to clear the road as soon as possible, and discuss the workers’ wages with Lao Bao.”
Behind a pile of entrenching tools was a pile of waterproof tarpaulins, Hua Mi said again.
"Let the survivors in your City C tear up the tarpaulin and make tents themselves. If they want money, I will give Qin Zhen a bill for all the supplies here."
Shi Caixia didn't react for a while, only after Hua Mi finished speaking did she realize what was happening and hurriedly nodded.
“Miss Qin has entrusted me with full authority. I have the right to make decisions on all expenses incurred by Mrs. Gong on the road to City C. Thank you, Mrs. Gong.”
As she spoke, she choked up and bowed deeply to Hua Mi.
Although Hua Mi always emphasizes that she is doing business, her business can save many, many people in times like these.
Hua Mi waved her hand dismissively, her face indifferent, and handed Shi Caixia a megaphone.
"No need to thank me, go get to work, and pay me for the loudspeaker too."
After saying that, she turned and left, out of everyone's sight, to clear the roadblocks.
Shi Caixia's horn blared behind us.
"All survivors of City C, line up now and await my instructions."
Hua Mi smiled and said, "It will pass. Everything will be alright."
I've been feeling restless and irritable lately. Am I going through menopause?
(End of this chapter)
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