Uncle Qian wanted to call home to let them know he was safe, but the phone line was cut.
Fortunately, the truck they brought back to town was loaded with a whole truckload of coal.
A few people helped unload some of the firewood and lit it up in the guesthouse's stove room, so that they could at least have hot water at night.
The snowstorm blew all night long until the next day, the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.
At this time, most people have started preparing for the New Year, and only a few of them are trapped here.
"Sister, I really want to go home!" Wang Baozhu felt very uncomfortable.
"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Are we going to celebrate it here?"
"Do you think that if we hadn't turned back halfway yesterday and had gone straight home, would everything have been fine?"
As he was speaking, the door was knocked again.
"Pah, pah, pah!" This time the sound came more quickly.
"Who is this?" The old man went to open the door helplessly, and it turned out that the person standing at the door was a policeman.
"Comrade police officer? Why are you here?"
Two policemen held a piece of paper in their hands: "We are looking for someone!"
The police car was parked outside, and two men came in the wind and snow with serious expressions.
"Oh, okay, come in quickly, both of you!" The old man quickly opened the door.
The police officer stared at him and looked him up and down. "Yesterday someone used the phone here to call the police, saying there was a road collapse."
The old man immediately shook his head when he heard it: "It wasn't me, it was a female comrade here who called the police."
Jiang Manyue heard the noise and immediately came out of the room.
Officer Wang recognized her immediately: "Comrade Jiang? Were you the one who called the police yesterday?"
"Yes, Officer Wang, what happened?" Qin Zhenbei asked.
Seeing that it was the two of them, he relaxed his guard.
"You don't know, we received a call to the police in the middle of the night yesterday."
"They said there was a landslide on the road ahead, and several cars were crushed under the landslide."
"Because we received the call first, we went to investigate according to the address registered on the phone."
"There was a landslide?" Jiang Manyue became anxious when she heard these key words.
"Didn't I call you and tell you to stop the vehicles from moving?"
Officer Wang was helpless and embarrassed: "This kind of thing didn't happen, and we can't just report it casually."
"Besides, this is under the jurisdiction of the road department. We told them but they didn't listen."
"This is a snowstorm that happens once every ten years, and the weather forecast department didn't predict it in the first place."
"So as soon as we got the call we came over to check, and we never thought there was actually an accident."
At this time, the road department had immediately stopped vehicles from taking to the road, and all vehicles wanting to enter or leave the provincial capital were stopped.
Jiang Manyue was mentally prepared. After all, she had no evidence and no one believed her.
"What should we do now?" Qin Zhenbei said worriedly, "What's the situation with the collapse?"
Officer Wang shook his head: "We don't know either, so we plan to go ahead and check."
In such severe weather, the situation must be confirmed before calling for help.
But the roads outside are difficult to navigate right now, and it may be difficult to determine the direction once you go out.
What's more, the ground was frozen and we couldn't move forward without a car.
"Well, I'll drive with you guys." Qin Zhenbei said, "It's safer to go with a group."
"Yes, that's right!" Uncle Qian also said, "We two will go too."
The police officer saw that several people were willing to go to the rescue and thought it made sense: "Okay, then please come with us."
"It's just that the wheels are slipping now, which is really too dangerous."
Jiang Manyue immediately thought of something: "If I want the wheels to stop slipping, I have a way!"
"What method?" Several people looked at her.
She looked around and asked, "Master, are there any chains inside the guesthouse?"
"Iron chains?" He thought of something. "Yes, I remember there were quite a few in the warehouse. What do you want them for?"
"Could you please give me the iron chain? I can use it as a snow chain for the wheels."
The old man opened the warehouse with the key and found a pile of iron chains in the iron box inside.
There were surprisingly quite a few chains as thick as fingers: "Look, are these okay?"
"Yes, that's great!" Jiang Manyue picked up the chain and nodded.
Then she took out a pen and paper and started drawing. Everyone looked at her drawing with confusion.
Wang Baozhu couldn't understand: "Tying the iron chain to the tire? Why?"
"I see!" Qin Zhenbei immediately understood: "The iron chain can prevent slipping."
"The tank tracks in the military camp have a similar function to this."
"Man Yue, you're so smart! If you had used chains to lock the tires, it would have been a shame."
"This can greatly reduce slipping, and it's like adding a layer of insurance."
Officer Wang agreed: "I have the tools in my car, don't waste time and make it right away."
Several men got busy and quickly made the anti-skid chains according to Jiang Manyue's drawings.
Eight anti-skid chains were installed on the two vehicles, and after a while they really encountered a rescue situation.
Uncle Qian unloaded the coal slag from the train, and the police car led the way, followed by the car behind.
"Okay!" Qin Zhenbei installed the anti-skid chains in the wind and snow.
Two policemen, two drivers including Uncle Qian, and Qin Zhenbei, a total of five people, were ready to set off.
"Why don't you take me with you?" Jiang Manyue volunteered.
Although she didn't know the exact location of the landslide, she had some memories of her previous life.
If her guess was correct, there was a high possibility that the collapsed vehicle was crushed.
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