Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 507 Material Distribution
Before leaving, Gu Weijun whispered in Gu Weimin's ear again that he had allocated a batch of supplies in advance and they were at the entrance of the village.

After he left, let Gu Weimin take the people to move back secretly.

Be careful not to let anyone see it.

Otherwise, as the coordinator of donated materials from abroad, he would get no good results if someone reported him.

Gu Weijun went back to the den to say goodbye to his grandparents temporarily, "Grandpa, Grandma, when the work of distributing supplies is over, I will come over to see you two."

"Well, work is important."

"Your breasts and bones are still strong."

"Don't worry about us."

"Ah."

The jeep set out on the road late at night, accompanied only by the cold moonlight.

The soldier who had been accompanying him had been silent. Then he asked on the road: "Comrade Gu Weijun, you just said that there is a tens of thousands of tons of cargo ships full of living supplies to support the disaster area here, is that right?"

"That's right!"

"Not only are there freighters, there are also special trains from Luohu to Guangzhou, and then from Guangzhou to here, all carrying daily necessities."

The accompanying soldier breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good!"

"The people here are suffering so much now. They basically don't have a place to sleep, and some careless people go to the original houses to look for food and supplies."

"Especially when it's so cold here."

"Yes"

Although I briefly met my grandparents and younger brother, my grandparents did not take the earthquake disaster seriously and were quite optimistic.

But Gu Weijun saw it through his eyes. This den was just covered with straw and it was really hard to sleep directly.
Back at the military camp at Yingkou, Gu Weijun slept in a tent that accommodated 12 people. Not to mention the smell, it wasn't any better than a tent.
I haven’t experienced such a hard life in many years!
Gu Weijun took pleasure in the pain, using his mind power to isolate the air in the tent, and then inhaled the fresh air from the outside to his mouth and nose; and then replaced it with the air in the space.

This is also a good way to exercise.

Two days later, a tall cargo ship slowly docked. Under the organization of the transport troop soldiers who had prepared in advance, according to the damage situation and material shortage in the disaster-stricken areas.

The materials on the freighter are transported to the corresponding disaster areas in categories.

Fortunately, with the People's Liberation Army digging hard day and night, all the roads to everywhere have been connected.

It won't work if we don't fight, it's all frozen soil here.
Gu Weijun finally got to live in a tent alone
In just one week, this 5-ton cargo ship was emptied. Watching the cargo ship gradually disappearing into the port, Gu Weijun breathed a sigh of relief and asked the accompanying soldiers, "Have the supplies been accounted for?"

"What supplies are still lacking in the disaster area now?"

"I immediately contacted Xiangjiang and started preparations."

"." The accompanying soldier said nothing and kept looking at the freighter going away, with hope in his eyes.

"Hey?"

"Ah, Comrade Gu, I'm sorry, I was fascinated by the freighter."

"What's there to see on the freighter?"

The soldier smiled "hehe" with envy in his mouth, "You may not know it, but I am a navy."

"But do you know?"

"The largest sea-going ship in our navy is only a few thousand tons in tonnage."

"When will we be able to sail a destroyer with tens of thousands of tons?"

"Haha, I can only tell you that there will definitely be something in the future!" Gu Weijun patted the soldier on the shoulder. As the supporter of the Nanchang, he is extremely supportive of both our large destroyer and the officers and soldiers on the ship. respect.

"I just asked you what supplies are still lacking in the disaster area?"

“I’ll find someone to restock the categories that are most in short supply.”

The soldier shook his head. "I asked the comrades in the logistics department yesterday. Because we predicted the earthquake in time, the people in the affected areas basically did not suffer much loss in property." "In addition to this ship, there are also materials donated by the people of Hong Kong who have been transported from Guangzhou for a week."

"In addition, as soon as the earthquake occurred, the country allocated various materials from surrounding areas."

"The people are now not short of supplies. Every household can still have meat and white flour, and can make a few more tons of dumplings."

"The follow-up is for our troops to help people build houses."

The soldier turned to look at Gu Weijun, with a hint of respect in his expression, "Our leader said, Comrade Weijun, your mission has been completed."

"My escort mission is also completed!"

After saying that, the soldier saluted Gu Weijun, turned around and left.

Gu Weijun unconsciously returned a military salute to the soldier. Looking at the soldier's straight back, he sighed in his heart: This is the cutest person!
I turned back and continued to look at the sea. The wind was high and the waves were strong on the Bohai Bay, and thousands of layers of snow were rolled up.

Why did someone delete the text about the People's Liberation Army in later generations?
By the way, I remembered that there was a sitcom in later generations, "The Story of the Editorial Department" starring Uncle Ge.

There is a passage in it: Why did we fight the Anti-Japanese War so hard?
Many people answered: Some said it was because the militarism of the little devils was too strong;

It is said that bald men always want to surrender and make peace.
Finally, someone said that it is because there are too many traitors in China!
There will still be a revolution ten thousand years from now.
Gu Weijun returned to the single tent, gathered his belongings together, just a few coats, and then carrying a small bag, he arrived at the gate of the camp, asked which car was going to his hometown, and jumped on.

"Army, haha!"

"What do you think of my clothes?"

"Do you look like the traitors and devils from before?"

At the entrance of the village, he met Gu Sande and his militia team patrolling again. Gu Weijun took out a box of Chinese and handed one over, "Third uncle, why are you always patrolling?"

"Hey, China cigarettes, with mouthpieces, wait for me to light them up, let me enjoy them."

Gu Sande took a deep breath, squinted his eyes, and a look of intoxication suddenly appeared on his face, "What a smoke, so mellow!"

After the smoke was exhaled, Gu Sande explained, "I've always suffered from disasters, so I'm afraid of the kind of bastards who would steal and rob."

"As long as we see them, the first sentence we shout will be dishonest; the second sentence we will shoot directly, absolutely unambiguous, so that the people in the village will feel at ease."

"Furthermore, we have to be on guard against any enemy agents coming from the sea to cause trouble."

"Didn't the chairman say that?"

"Imperialism will never die in destroying me!"

Gu Weijun was amused by Gu Sande's last words, "Third uncle, are you quite good at this theory?"

"That is!"

"Let me tell you, in our village, how many people are more familiar with Mao's Selected Catalog than me?"

"no!"

"Hurry up and patrol!" Grandpa Gu Weijun came up and gave Gu Sande a kick, "Sande, if I find out that someone in our village has lost something."

"I'll slap you with my big mouth!"

"Your wife will scratch you to death too."

"Don't come to me then!"

"Hey, I will continue patrolling." Gu Sande quickly threw away the cigarette butt, "Please save some face for me among these juniors, I am also a militia captain! A cadre!"

"What a bastard!"

"If you don't work hard, you won't be able to get a job as a cadre! I'll just slap him in the face."

"De Dajun, let's talk next time. Tell me about the capital and the chairman."

"Okay, go ahead and get going."

(End of this chapter)