They all thought that after such an incident, if they went out to rescue people, they would be no match for the male educated youth. They weren't strong enough and would only cause trouble for them. It would be better for them to stay put and avoid going out to do something bad or upsetting the villagers.
To be honest, they really didn't have the ability to carry anything; filling their stomachs was already their limit. They never expected such a good thing to happen.
The group exchanged glances, a warm feeling spreading through them.
"Ling Zhiqing, don't worry. We may not have much else, but we have the strength. Besides, we've taken advantage of this simple situation. We can't help with anything else outside, so leave this to us."
Ling Weidong nodded. He didn't want to deal with them, but compared to the others, it was more convenient for him, who lived in the courtyard, to talk to them. Besides, to be honest, they were still a little afraid of him.
“Okay, I’ll have Yuan Ye go and find the other educated youth to help you.”
Then, the village office probably can't accommodate so many people,"
"Ah, I understand, I understand. We'll tidy up the empty room first and then heat up the kang (heated brick bed)."
"Why don't we all just move in together? That way we can make room for two more rooms!"
He didn't need to worry about the rest; Wang Hongmei, Su Hong, Bai Xiaoqin, Tang Hongying, and the other girls who were good at making arrangements discussed it themselves.
Ever since Chen Jing and his group returned to the city, followed by Wei Shujuan, the educated youth became as quiet as if a switch had been turned off.
Moreover, at this time, people who are not fundamentally corrupt tend to have a strong sense of collectivism. At such times, they only need a trigger and they will all rush forward eagerly.
Ling Weidong wasn't worried about that.
Carrying a basket on his back, he arrived at the village office. Along the way, all he saw were collapsed houses, messy courtyards, elderly people and children crying in despair, and helpless men. While digging, he also encountered Old Han leading the militiamen, checking the number of people in each house and organizing people to rescue them.
At times like these, saving lives is the priority. Cries and screams echoed along the road. The food and clothing were buried underneath. Although it wasn't much, it represented a family's entire year's harvest and their very lives.
While Lao Han and his team were rescuing people, they also had to persuade them to prioritize saving their own lives.
"Go to the village office first and let Old Chen take a look at your injuries."
It's getting colder and colder, so don't get too cold. Don't worry, we brothers will focus on rescuing people first, and then we'll come back and retrieve your belongings."
Once they entered the village, the two children's faces tightened, their lips pursed, without a trace of a smile, and their grip on the basket straps tightened even more.
"Sister, they, they've suffered so much,"
Some of the rescued people had broken arms, some were dragging their legs, and they were covered in blood. They were all wearing thin, patched clothes, and their hands and feet were covered with large frostbite, with blood seeping from the cracks.
It was simple yet somewhat heavy. Some things are one thing when written in history books, but the reality on the ground is far more cruel and real than what is written on paper. She had seen her share of earthquakes, tsunamis, and wildfires in her previous life. Her two children had lived in the Northwest and only knew about snow disasters because of their father's busy schedule. For them to face such scenes directly was still somewhat cruel.
They arrived at the village office in silence. All the rooms had their doors open, including the village committee office. The room was noisy, filled with the sounds of crying, people trying to comfort each other, and people rushing in and out. It was a chaotic scene.
The outside affairs have been handed over to Liu Jianshe and Lao Han. Liu Weimin, Liu Erye, and Liu Sanye, who have difficulty walking, will stay here to keep watch and discuss countermeasures in case anything happens to the villagers.
The group stood in the courtyard for two minutes and then saw Liu Weimin, his hair disheveled and his face full of worry, not looking up, almost bumping into Cheng Rui.
"village head,"
"ah!"
Liu Weimin was lost in thought when a sudden sound startled him, causing him to stumble back several steps before stopping.
"...Hey? What brings you here? Did your house collapse too?"
The last sentence was almost a scream, which made Jian Dan frown and quickly interrupt.
"No, no, no, my home is perfectly fine. Stop, I have something to do."
Liu Weimin finally calmed down, and ran his fingers through his hair again.
"What's wrong?"
He glanced around briefly. In the courtyard and the offices across the street, everyone was shivering and pale with cold. He couldn't help but sigh. He told the two children to put down their baskets. Lin Dongfang had already gone to help nearby. The two children did the same. As soon as they put down their baskets, they went to find their friends.
"Uncle, I brought some things over. Could you have someone brew some so everyone can have a sip and warm themselves up?"
Liu Weimin felt a lump in his throat. Oh dear, he was having such a hard time.
"What did you take? Do you still have ginger?"
He has some at home, which his daughter brought back. It's not much, just enough to cook a little bit. With so many people, it's really not convenient to do anything with it.
Simply put the basket down and open the lid.
“I brought back some wild boar meat and bones, and some meat. The village distributed the meat and I haven’t touched it since. I’ve brought it all over. Have someone make a pot of soup. If anyone has vegetables, add some to it. It might not be enough to fill you up, but at least it’ll be some oil and flavor. It’ll be useful in this weather.”
Liu Weimin felt a lump in his throat. No matter what it was, it was all good stuff now, let alone something with both meat and bones.
The doors were all open, and the voices were quite loud, so the people at the doors came out after hearing the noise.
"Weimin, Xiaojian, you educated youth, what are you saying? What is that?"
Liu Weimin turned around, sniffed,
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