"Yes, I wanted to hurry them up, so I even had someone spread the word that the government was trying to ferry people here, but they haven't come yet."
"It's really a hot mess. Even eating shit can't keep up with the heat."
As he was speaking, someone suddenly pointed into the distance.
"Hey, here I come."
I saw about eighty or ninety refugees rushing towards this side.
The leading officer was also a little confused when he saw the scene. "Didn't they say there were only two groups of people today? Why are there so many?"
"I don't know. Maybe they came from some remote corner. Who cares? The more people, the better. Let's wait and see. I can get more women up here."
"You're not even telling me."
The refugees were crowded outside the dock, person by person.
This scene seems familiar, but the mood is completely different.
In the crowd, Su Man was protecting Zhou Pingping and Zhou Anan. Looking back, she saw Du Yuan and Zhao Yuru holding Grandma Zhou on the left and right.
"Why are you two here? Where are Daya and Erya?"
Su Man was very worried that Xiaolan couldn't take care of Daya and Erya by herself.
Zhao Yuru pointed mysteriously to the side and said, "Over there."
Su Man took a look and was amazed to see that Wang Tiedan and Wang Tiejiang had protected the three of them very well. Looking at Xiaolan's red face, Su Man silently turned her gaze away.
I am so redundant.
The refugees who arrived first had no idea what was going on with the ship and acted very well as a mood-setter, wailing constantly to get the officers and soldiers to let them on board.
After Su Man informed them, the people in Wangjia Village also started shouting.
Seeing that the old patriarch in front of her was indifferent, Su Man wanted to remind him, but she was holding the child's hand and was afraid of being pushed away, so she could only raise her leg and kick him in the butt.
The old patriarch's body stiffened, and he turned around, feeling embarrassed and angry, like a 18-year-old girl who had been taken advantage of.
"what you do!"
Su Man laughed dryly twice, "Sorry, it was just a kick."
"Well, why don't you guys shout a few times? We all want to get on the boat very badly now. You look so bitter and resentful that we'll be easily discovered."
Even though Suman had a good reason, the old patriarch still looked ashamed and angry.
Fortunately, he understood the priorities of the matter, turned around and whispered a few words to the people around him, and at least he was sociable.
...
Seeing that the refugees were almost exhausted, the officers and soldiers started talking about the same thing as before.
What's the point of letting the young men and women go first? They will come back to pick up the elderly and children.
The old patriarch still had a glimmer of hope before, but when he heard this, that little flame of hope was instantly extinguished.
As the gates were opened to let people in, the group exchanged glances and a fight was about to break out.
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