Natural disasters are coming: the space is busy with stockpiling and farming

Chapter 121
"That's not true, I just thought, it can't be used for nothing, it has to be paid for.

There are not enough things for everyone, so they must be registered and recorded when they are distributed. After the winter has passed, let them work as compensation. "

Harriet, who was sitting in the back row, stared wide-eyed, but Carrot looked unfamiliar.

Jiang Sheng usually would not make a move lightly, and he would definitely be paid if he made a move.

It is not unreasonable for Shengmi to fight Michou.

If the cotton clothes and quilts are distributed to them for free, the disturbance will only become bigger.

He wanted an extra quilt, and she wanted an extra cotton padded coat. The uneven distribution would definitely cause troubles.

Even if everyone is satisfied when distributing supplies, but this time they are given warm clothes for free in the extreme cold, should they be given free ice cubes next time in the scorching heat?

Is it necessary to equip everyone with free raincoats, boots and rubber boats for the next rainstorm?
As long as they start giving away free things once, they will definitely feel uncomfortable in the future whenever there is any charge.

So it's better to set the rules at the beginning.

The SUV was smaller and faster, and quickly caught up with the large trucks driving in front of it.

Some carriages had no doors, and some carriages were even open to the air, so the survivors in the carriages buried themselves in quilts, but it wasn't too cold.

"All survivors participating in the rescue in the base can get a cotton coat and a quilt.

Anyone who goes out to find supplies is fine too.

However, those who have not paid anything must register to receive supplies, and they will have to return them when the time comes. "

Jiang Sheng tapped the car window lightly with his fingertips, and a little mist had even risen from the window.

Su Chen nodded: "When the time comes, tell Mo Yu and let everyone get ready.

However, the weather is really not suitable for going out to the square to pick up things. It is better to let the armed volunteers send them to each household, and then register the name of the person who received the cotton-padded quilt. "

The truck was rumbling, and the speed of going back was obviously much faster than when going there. Everyone was anxious to get the supplies to their families as soon as possible.

The gate of the base can be seen from a distance. There are already many people waiting at the gate of the base, and they can't help but cheer when they see the trucks returning with a full load.

Jiang Sheng and the team members got out of the car one after another, and put the SUV into the space by the way.

Walking to the door of the truck where Mo Yu was, she knocked lightly on the door.

"What happened to the base chief?"

Mo Yu hurriedly opened the co-pilot's door, jumped down from the top without any effort, and closed the door again.

"Special volunteers went to each household to distribute the items, and all survivors who participated in the rescue and material collection activities could get a quilt and a cotton coat.

As for those who do not contribute, supplies are distributed on a household basis.

Adults share a bed for two people, and minors share a bed for three people. Distribute and register as appropriate.

When the harsh winter is over, those who receive the quilts and cotton clothes will have to work to make compensation, and the supplies that others have robbed with their lives cannot be used in vain. "

Mo Yu didn't have any rebuttal opinions, and immediately dispatched tasks after receiving Jiang Sheng's instructions, and the whole work was carried out in an orderly manner.

The open space that was originally full of tents has been filled with all kinds of strange-shaped wooden houses.

Fires were burning inside the house. Although the temperature was not very warm, it was already like a paradise for the survivors who didn't wear warm clothes.

Jiang Sheng picked the nearest earthen house and walked in.

There were only a few flames left in the fire in the house, and the dry firewood crackled and exploded some sparks from time to time, and then fell silent again.

The fire and wood superpowers in the base are limited after all, and it is really difficult to take care of so many survivors.

The temperature in the house is not very low. It seems that the fire has been burning for a long time, and the supernatural beings did not favor one another.

A man and a woman were actually lying on the crude bed built with a few bricks and two wooden planks. The man was only about the same age as Sioux City, and the woman was even younger, looking only 12.3 years old.

Hearing footsteps, the man opened his eyes vigilantly.

"Who!"

The light inside the earthen house was dim, and in order to better preserve the temperature, only a few ventilation holes were left on the wall, and there were no windows or anything like that.

The man got up quickly, only to find that it was Jiang Sheng who had walked in.

The base chief, whose name is only heard in the base, has just returned, but there is no one in the base who does not know her.

"Base chief? Why are you here?"

He quickly put on the shoes that exposed his big toes, and he was only wearing a short sleeve with a big hole in it.

The girl on the bed was covered with a quilt that was so thin that it was visible to the naked eye, shivering from the cold.

Jiang Sheng frowned slightly, took out the quilt and cotton clothes he had just found from the space, handed them to the person in front of him, and took out the paper and pen.

"What's the name? These things have to be paid for by labor when the winter is over or when you can work normally, so you need to register."

"My name is Song Deyao, and this is my sister Song Xingfu."

Jiang Sheng nodded slightly, and after recording his name, he turned to leave.

Song Xingfu coughed lightly: "Sister..."

Although the voice was very soft, it suddenly grabbed Jiang Sheng's footsteps.

She bent over stiffly and walked gently to the bed.

Song Xingxing's lips were black and purple, but his complexion was abnormally sallow.

"Thank you sister for giving us quilts and clothes, but can I not have clothes?"

Jiang Sheng was a little puzzled, and gently took the girl's skinny little hand: "Why not, aren't you cold?"

"Ahem... I want clothes, my brother has to do more work, I don't want..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Deyao interrupted abruptly: "What nonsense are you talking about! I'm exhausted and I want you to be fed and clothed, please lie down for me!"

Song Xingxing suddenly started to cough, and Jiang Shengxin's quilt covered her body with a few drops of blood.

"I know I'm dying, but I really don't want my brother to be so tired."

In just one sentence, it seemed that she had exhausted all her strength, and she fell powerlessly on the hard bed.

Jiang Sheng took out a disposable paper cup from the space, which was filled with a glass of water.

The child's own immunity is not strong. The current situation is just because of the scarcity of medicines, so the condition is getting worse and worse.

"Drink some water, the water won't let your brother work to pay back, but you must give me something of yours in exchange.

Want your most precious thing. "

Jiang Sheng handed the paper cup to the girl's mouth, which was filled with well water, and the girl's condition would obviously improve after drinking this water.

Song Xingyan swallowed, she knew how precious the water source was, and her brother could only earn half a cup for a day of hard work.

"Can I have a drink for my brother?"

Jiang Sheng shook his head: "No, he is not a patient, and I don't need his most precious thing."

Song Xingxing pursed his lips, and took out a hairpin from under the pillow. There was a lucky star pendant on it, which even shone charmingly in the dark space.

"This is my brother's birthday present, and it is my most precious thing."

Song Deyao looked at the delicate hairpin, couldn't help turning around and sobbing softly.

Jiang Sheng took the hairpin and gently pinned it to his hair.

"Sister, you are so pretty."

(End of this chapter)