They were all reborn and became firefighters again?

Chapter 311 A Pair of Cloth Shoes

Not far away, the lights set up by two fire trucks were swaying everywhere, bringing a strong light through the windows, making the only bright stove in the house look very dim.

"How could you let her lie on the floor?"

Fang Huai lowered his head and went to help the old lady sit up.

The old man also rushed over to help.

But just as he was about to help her lie down on the bench, the old man immediately stopped her and said:
"Dried cowpeas! You can't sit down! You can't sit down! Xiaoqing, get up and wait for (let) your grandma sit down!"

The three- or four-year-old girl burst into tears without a place to sit.

"Ugh..."

The girl stood up, closed her eyes and opened her mouth, and walked to the side while crying.

The old man has to hold the baby again.

Fang Huai could only help the old man sit on the bench first. Seeing the three people crowded in this small space, there was not even a place to sit, and he didn't know what to say.

A dried cowpea is actually more valuable than a human being.

After holding it in for a long time, he asked: "Old man... you just make money by selling this?"

The old man picked up the only bowl on the stove, poured tea from the pot, and said:

"In the past, experts came to teach us how to grow fungi. But there was a flood the year before last. Nothing could be grown in the soil. Only cowpeas could survive. A few months ago, the government helped us and brought soil to fill in the fields. They said it was The ground is high and can be waterproofed and flooded. I planted rice after plowing, but now it is drowned again, so this is all that is left."

Fang Huai understood clearly.

The land was turning into a stony desert. When they came, they could see clearly that the rocks on the mountain had been washed away bare, and there was really no soil on the entire mountain surface.

In the fields along the road, you can also see white stones taking root in them. The soil erosion must also be very serious.

Not to mention fertile land, even ordinary land, they don't have it.

In the past, they may not have been poor, just ordinary farmers, but these two floods have cut off the source of these two old people, so they cherish the only remaining cowpeas.

Who would have thought that a handful of soil that can be grabbed anywhere can change the wealth and poverty of a place.

It must be very difficult for this baby's parents to leave their children here to work.

"Come on, old man, I'll take you out."

At this moment, Fang Huai felt a little uncomfortable.

Poverty is something that can be heard or talked about, but cannot be seen.

Especially these disadvantaged people are not poor because they are lazy, but are trapped by God. They look really pitiful.

"Drink some water before leaving!"

The old man insisted on letting him drink tea. The way he looked around for something was probably because he wanted to find something to entertain him, but there was really nothing here.

It was impossible to give him a handful of dried cowpeas to chew.

Fang Huai understood this intention, picked up the hot tea, took a few test sips, gulped, gulped, and drank it down.

It's Kuding tea.

Bitter first and then sweet, the sweetness comes quickly, but the bitterness is actually very light, much lighter than their lives.

"Drink slowly! It's hot!" the old man shouted.

Whatever is hot, the stove will always be warm.

Fang Huai picked up the clamps and hooks hanging by the stove, opened the stove lid, took out the burning coal inside, put it into the ash stove, and wrapped it in ashes several times to make it extinguish quickly so that it could still be burned. use.

There are not many coals, just two or three pieces, and there are no small pieces of coal. The combustion is very full, but the power is limited. No wonder the fire is so small.

"Let's go, thank you for the tea."

Fang Huai went downstairs again, found two life jackets tied to the ropes, took off his own, and put them on one by one for the two old men and the little girl.

After doing this, pick up the intercom and call.

"Director Cao, Director Cao, kayak over here and I'll pick you up."

"Get it, get it, the kayak is right near your door, just come out."

Fang Huai told the old man to hold the child well, then took off the old lady's shoes and held them in his hand.

The clothes will definitely get wet after a while, so I can only try to leave something dry for her.

Paralyzed elderly people are more likely to gain weight if they do not exercise.

When he carried it on his back, even Fang Huai felt a little heavy.

But this weight gave him some peace of mind.

Gaining weight is a good thing.

"Thank you...baby." The voice of the old lady behind her was slow and kind.

Fang Huai thought of his deceased grandma, and the tears could not be held in his eyes. He carried the old lady with his hands on his back, and had no extra hands to wipe them, so he could only walk in front to prevent them from seeing her.

As he walked, he said: "Old man! Hold your granddaughter in your arms and wait for me at the top of the stairs!"

"Hey!" The old man's voice came from behind, and then he scolded the child:

"Xiaoqing, don't grab people's clothes!"

There is water halfway up the stairs.

Fang Huai had no choice but to free his hand, hold the old lady's two cloth shoes in his mouth, and sink into the water as slowly as possible.

"Grandma, is it cold?"

"It's not cold, it's not cold. How can you put your shoes on your mouth? Just throw them away. We'll come back to pick them up when the water recedes!"

Fang Huai bit his shoe and just said: "Hold on, it will get warmer outside." Feeling that the old man was completely lifted up by the life jacket, Fang Huai pulled her and swam forward slowly.

Not a few meters away, I found the rope, pulled it in my hand, and swam outside.

The old lady felt that she had caused him a lot of trouble, and she shivered with cold, but she didn't say a word.

The kayak driven by Hao Chengbin was already guarding the door. When he saw Fang Huai pulling an old lady out with a pair of shoes in her mouth, he hurriedly gave another handful of oil and moved the kayak closer. ,road:
"Help, help! Quick!"

Everyone was a little moved when they saw the pair of cloth shoes in Fang Huai's mouth.

"Come on, come on, give me the shoes!"

Huang Yong reached up and got the shoes from Fang Huai's mouth. Looking around the boat, there was no place to dry, so he simply put them inside his clothes and carried them.

The process of getting the old lady on board was not easy.

Not only was her lower body paralyzed, she also didn't have much strength in her hands. She was holding it up with two hands and pulling with eight hands. The kayak almost tipped over before she was able to pull the old lady onto the boat.

Fang Huai at least held the old lady's back in the water and choked at least four or five times.

After boarding the ship, Hao Chengbin took off the coat of the emergency rescue suit and covered her with it to protect her from the rain.

"Thank you, thank you." The old lady began to wipe her tears as soon as she got on the boat.

The old lady was grateful for more than just saving her life.

She is a paralytic, unable to walk, and her shoes are not dirty, but they are worn on her feet, but she is held in her mouth and held in her arms by these young dolls. She does not dislike her at all, and proves with her actions what it means to treat ordinary people as relatives.

Fang Huai didn't take this as a big deal. He could save his life even if he was rescued, so what did it mean?
He turned around and went back to rescue the grandfather and grandson.

...

When the three were brought ashore, everyone who could be seen and found was already in the car.

After all, the old lady was paralyzed. In the time it took to send her off, the other two boats had docked.

It was another difficult task to help the old lady onto the fire truck. Fortunately, this time the villagers helped and held an umbrella to cover the heavy rain.

When everyone was settled in the car, they almost went through the inspection along the house.

Because the water level was high, the first floor was not completely flooded. It was easy to observe when the boat passed the heights. I also found the second-story houses next to each other. In the entire village, the second-story houses reached the top, and there were no houses of three-story or above.

With more than a dozen rescued Bianwang villagers here, the inventory work will be much easier. Everyone stood on the roadside high up, pointing to the private houses, taking stock of which ones have got on the bus, which people have left, and which ones have left. There may be people in the house, and there are people with mobility issues, or elderly people, who may be trapped.

Fang Huai also specifically asked if there were any deaf or mute people in this village, but everyone said there were no.

Soon, several companies were identified, and the two ships of soldiers quickly went there again to investigate carefully.

After a round of searching, no one was found, so everyone redistributed vehicles and sent all the people out in one trip.

There are 26 people in the second squadron and [-] civilians.

The space in the back of the fire truck is actually quite large. If it is really crowded, it will definitely have more potential than Asan’s motorcycle. The soldiers half-standing and leaning on the baffle opposite the seats, the ordinary people are sitting, four cars, less than All 1 people were digested in one minute.

As soon as the soldiers got on the car, they put on the camouflage uniforms they had prepared for the villagers to keep warm.

Thank you from the folks over and over again.

The lights on the vehicle were turned off, and the entire village returned to darkness, leaving only the forward lights of the vehicle.

Only then did the common people begin to look at the dark, half-flooded homes through the car windows again.

"Crack, snap!"

The thunder in the distance flashed again.

The vehicle started slowly and headed into the distance.

This time, the common people looked at the soldiers in front of them without fear, and not even the children cried.

Even if the sky falls, there will still be people blocking it.

In this car, the most important thing is safety.

"You firemen comrades... are you also reforming the (Liberation) Army?"

The old man rescued by Fang Huai held the little girl in his arms, looked at the camouflage uniform covering his body, and asked questions.

The soldiers all looked at each other.

This question is a bit difficult to explain.

"We are soldiers, firefighters, and 119. Call 119 and we will be here."

Fang Huai smiled and gave a general answer.

Folks who knew better began to explain:
"They are the fire brigade, fire brigade soldiers!"

"Langzi can save fires, water, everything! It's great! My nephew is a member of the fire brigade. He works very hard!"

"Yes, whenever 119 is called, Lang Zi will have to take care of everything. The last time Qian Laojiu was drunk in town, the fire department sent him back!"

At this moment, the little girl who alternately cried and laughed, and was nicknamed "three-faced" by the villagers also spoke up and asked seriously:

"Uncle, I'm scared at night. Can I call you?"

This time, everyone laughed.

Fang Huai straightened up, touched her head, and said with a smile: "Be more sensible in the future and don't cry when you give up your seat to grandma. If grandpa and grandma agree, we will come."

The little girl was about to cry again: "Grandma asked me to sit..."

The paralyzed grandma in the back quickly said: "Yes, yes, grandma asked you to sit down."

Grandpa didn't say anything, he just covered the girl's mouth.

"Don't cry, don't cry..."

(There is another chapter that may be posted in one or two o'clock, so I will write it slowly to ensure the quality...)
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