imperial psychologist

Chapter 622 Mutual Aid Group
"...Why did you come back?" Bo Ling still held Nian Nian in his arms, looking at Ai Songqing who was a little haggarded by the sun, "Is this show only a daytime show?"

Ai Songqing didn't have time to answer, so she sat at the table and poured herself a glass of water.

Bai Ling looked at her, and realized something was wrong again, "Where's your piano? Didn't you recite it today?"

"I definitely won't be able to go to Lefang the day after tomorrow." Ai Songqing replied with difficulty, "A group of officers and soldiers came suddenly in the morning and said that the order has been changed. Not only will they not be able to leave the city, but the whole city will be under martial law for three days. Everyone can only Stay in your own place and don't run around..."

"Martial law in the whole city?" Bo Ling was taken aback, "Do you want it during the day?"

"Yes, I heard that the urban area outside Baihuaya has already closed their doors, and every household is closed." Only then did Ai Songqing notice Nian Nian's red eyes, and her voice suddenly softened, "Hey, why is Nian Nian crying? "

Bo Ling took advantage of the situation and handed Nian Nian into Ai Songqing's arms.

"I can't get out now," Ai Songqing said softly, "Is Nian Nian crying about this?"

Niannian shook her head, and hugged Ai Songqing again like an octopus.

"Then what is the arrangement for these merchants stranded in Baihuaya?" Bo Ling asked.

"Just settle down on the spot," Ai Songqing said softly, "There is one person in each room at the music workshop, and the girls were sent back to their respective shops, and they were not allowed to bring anything out."

"Really," Bo Ling blinked, "It's quite a commotion..."

Ai Songqing sighed, "The entire Baihuaya should be closed for business these days."

As he spoke, Ai Songqing lowered his head and said with a smile, "Is Niannian happy? Now Sister Bailing and I can only stay in the room."

Niannian didn't answer, but just wiped the remaining tears on Ai Songqing's shoulders.

There was another knock on the door outside at this time, and Bai Ling opened the door, and saw the two mothers-in-law who were in charge of the shacks these days.

The two looked solemn, and nodded to Bai Ling. Bai Ling looked back at Ai Songqing, and said in a low voice, "I'll go out for a while."

Ai Songqing nodded, somewhat guessing their intentions.

Bai Ling closed the door from the outside, and then walked into the courtyard with the two mothers-in-law.

These two mothers-in-law, even if Bo Ling meets now, they are strangers. These days, most of the communication between Bo Ling and them is through A Wan's message.

Part of the reason for this is that Bo Ling is not familiar with the details of recruiting new recruits at Lanzihao, so she does not interfere with the specific matters of recruitment, but the more important reason is that when Lan Zhijun was still there, he would give these reliable The subordinates have great trust. The two mothers-in-law look like experienced old people, so Bo Ling only talks to them about the purpose and purpose, and the specific methods and disposals are left to them to decide.

"It seems that the two mothers-in-law have encountered some difficulties?" Bai Ling asked softly.

"Yes." One of them nodded. She looked at her companions beside her, pondered for a moment and then said, "Maybe we can't recruit 500 people this time."

"What's wrong?"

"According to the girl's wishes, I released the news about getting tattoos, and then they left one after another," another mother-in-law said, "Not all of the rest of the people are willing to accept tattoos, but we haven't got tattoos yet. After going through the procedures of the Jiaofang Division, we have not yet reached a conclusion on the matter of tattooing, and these people just want to gamble along."

"Yeah." Bo Ling nodded, "How many of these people are there?"

"More than 600." The mother-in-law said softly, "but this happened last night. This morning, the government sent people to count and said that the whole city was under martial law, and every household must be counted according to their household registration. It will be punished as the crime of Tongjin."

"...Tongjin?" Bo Ling stopped in his tracks.

Who is this who thought of going with her last night...

"It's actually a good thing." Another mother-in-law said, "Most shack dwellers do not have household registration. If someone hides his household registration and says he is also a shack dweller, it will be difficult for us to find out."

"Yes, the government is threatening people now, but they dismissed them immediately." Another person said, "It's just that there are really fewer people left."

"How much is left?"

"67."

Bo Ling smiled, "It's not as much as we estimated before, but if they are all genuine shacks, then it's not too little."

The two mothers-in-law looked at each other, "But the girl said earlier that we recruited shacks to work in order to make Lan Zihao a reliance for these homeless people. If there are only sixty or so..."

"It's not urgent for a while," Bo Ling said in a low voice, "those shacks don't want to come to this Lanzi shop because they are eating and sleeping outside. Some don’t want to touch the flesh and blood business. Then we will take these 67 squatters who are willing to stay, and when they have the ability to gain a foothold outside, others will naturally come to them.”

The two mothers-in-law thought for a while, and one of them said first, "Yes. But in this way, things will be protracted."

"Yes, our work contract is currently signed every three years. Whether it is pottery painting, embroidery, clothing making or other jobs, if you really want to learn some skills, three years is far from enough." Another person Said, "But these things are led by the master, and the practice is on the individual. We lead the way here. They can at least find apprentice jobs outside."

"Three years is indeed too long." Bai Ling said softly, "But it is not necessary for them to go back and tell their stories to others until the three years expire. We just need to give them two more days of rest every month."

"Four days off a month?" One of the mother-in-law frowned, "Is it too much?"

"Not much, not much." Bo Ling shook his head and replied.

She thought for a while, and then said, "In addition to these four days of vacation, we have to set aside an extra half day for them to communicate with each other every month."

"Communication?" The two mothers-in-law frowned at the same time, "What does the girl want them to communicate with?"

"Well...just talk about yourself."

Bo Ling replied with a smile, without unfolding.

It was difficult to explain this matter clearly in a few words.

Although the two mothers-in-law felt a little strange, since Bo Ling asked so, they had no choice but to nod.

"67 people... can be split into three mutual aid groups." Bai Ling said softly, "The communication time of these three groups needs to be staggered, and I have to personally participate in each of them. This matter is also decided by the two mothers-in-law. Bar."

"Okay, about the tattoo certificate at the Jiaofang Division, please ask the girl to remind the higher-ups." One of them said, "After all, we can only wait for the tattoo to be settled before we can start the process of presuming the contract .”

"Understood." Bo Ling nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, I'll be there in a while."

(End of this chapter)