Huanxi Farm: Pick up a husband for farming

Chapter 249 Heading to the station
This is her last self-esteem, and it is also her last chance and understanding for these ignorant refugees.

At the end of this long street, the sky was gray and gloomy, a lifeless gray area, Rong Shui stood upright at the forefront, accepting all the injuries or all kinds of eyes at the forefront.

Zhao Jia sensed Rong Shui's heartbreak, and stepped up efforts to persuade some hesitant refugees.

He said loudly and urgently: "How could Dong's family drive you out of the city?! You don't think about the purpose of coming to Jiangcheng?! Now the Dong's family is helping you, and it is also beneficial to both parties. Why are you still hesitating? And it’s not asking you to sign a contract of sale, if you feel that it’s hard or not good, you can leave at any time! If you stay here again, another batch will starve to death tomorrow! Now that you’ve passed with us, you’ll be able to eat hot porridge and Delicious big white steamed buns!"

Rong Shui didn't want to listen to Zhao Jia's persuasion, she turned around and wanted to leave first, so she could think about whether these self-indulgent actions made any sense.

Perhaps she wholeheartedly thought that it was for their benefit to help them find a job and provide food, clothing, housing and transportation, but... What if the sensitive and suspicious refugees felt that it was better to stay on the streets of this city in a down-to-earth manner?What if they thought it was easier and easier to steal food and money than brick by brick?

While passing by a woman holding a child, the child in her arms was about four or five years old, babbling: "Good sister, good sister, I want to eat big white steamed buns."

At the same time, the innocent child reached out and removed the vegetable leaves that hadn't been cleaned off Rongshui's hair.

Frightened by Rong Shui, he turned his head to look at the child. His face was yellow and thin, and his clothes were scanty, but his flushed face was really cute and very painful.

Her heart, which was about to gradually harden and become cold, suddenly softened into a puddle of water, the only clean pupil and heart on the child.

Rongshui stretched out his hand to touch the child's face, even though his mother had already moved away vigilantly at the first moment, the child happily stretched out his tender little hand towards her.

At this time, the crowd wondered if it was because they were lured by Zhao Jia's last sentence just now, rice porridge, steamed buns...these simple things are the biggest desire of this group of refugees.

There was one person who stood up from the crowd and registered with Zhao Jia to go to the post station, and then there was the second, third, and fourth... Under the influence of more and more people, there were people one after another According to the order, the name was registered with Zhao Jia.

Seeing this hard-won situation, Rong Shui breathed a sigh of relief... This matter is much more difficult than he imagined, but as long as everyone is willing to go to the post station, it will be a good start.

Zhao Jia was in charge of organizing the group of refugees to head towards the post station. Some old, weak, sick and disabled people were helped into the carriages. Seeing that there were special carriages for pick-up and drop-off, many refugees felt relieved... If you want to drive them away If you go out of the city, you shouldn't use an expensive carriage, right? !

Standing at the entrance of the alley, Rong Shui watched the officers and soldiers and Zhao Jia take charge of organizing the refugees, marching forward in an orderly manner, still ignoring himself.

Jun Li looked at her for a while, then took the initiative to go forward and said, "Shui'er... don't look at it...they will go to the post station and someone will arrange to receive them. It's so cold, let's go change clothes and wash up first."

Rong Shui said in a non-negotiable way: "How can it work? I have to make arrangements with the past, otherwise everyone will have no idea."

After speaking, she looked at Junli again, only to realize that he was still looking at herself in a mess. For some reason, she felt a little embarrassed, and said, "Junli, leave me alone, and don't look at me...I...I just This way, it's ugly... you go back first, don't follow me."

After speaking, it seemed that he was exhausted, turned his head and ignored him, and followed the large army to the direction of the station, Junli could only smile helplessly... Why does the little girl think that she cares about her appearance at this time?

He just felt sorry for her.

These hundreds of people, of course, can't be accommodated in a small post station. Rongshui had already called the chicken shop guys to come over overnight to help, and built dozens of temporary wooden sheds in the open space and courtyard of the post station, and requisitioned them. There are more than a dozen houses around.

Fortunately, this place has always been empty, not as prosperous as the downtown area, and there are few people coming and going. In this way, a total of 270 refugees according to Zhao Jia's statistics can settle down.

Rongshui gathered the refugees together, and began to speak again: "Listen everyone, all elderly people over 60 years old, women with children, and seriously ill and disabled people, go to the post station and someone will allocate rooms for you! If you are a strong young man, Zhao Jia will allocate beds for you in the wooden shed outside, and you must not have any objections, or you will be driven away."

She thinks her arrangement is absolutely reasonable, so if someone provokes it, she must not allow it.

The so-called wooden shed is a temporary shelter built with a few simple wooden frames and it is also located outdoors. Although it does not look much better than sleeping on the street, at least it can shelter from the wind and rain, and it is also equipped with a certain amount of water storage inside. The charcoal fire and the stove keep warm. This is a treatment that outsiders dare not think about. I think it should not be a problem for a few days.

Sure enough, this group of refugees did not make any more noise because of the allocation problem decided by Rongshui. After all, every family has old and young, and they all hope to get the best care.

According to the final statistics, there are more than 270 people, nearly 130 are old, weak, sick and disabled. These more than 100 people lived in the post station. Every room and even the corridors were covered with floor coverings, and these more than 100 people were finally settled.

Then there was the distribution of rice porridge, and the brand-new cotton-padded quilts promised to keep everyone warm were finally distributed to everyone before sunset.

At dusk, Rongshui, who was busy arranging everywhere, finally stopped. During the whole day, Jun Li, Rong Xiaomei, Rong Wan, and Rong Ming all rushed over to help settle the refugees.

Before gathering everyone in the open space for the night's porridge, Rong Shui made another speech.

She stood in the cold wind and said to everyone: "Everyone, what Rongshui promised to everyone today has been done, you take a rest, tomorrow I will need young and middle-aged men among you to go to the wasteland outside Rongjia Village to build The villa and your future residence! If any of you are unwilling, you can leave on the spot, and the old, weak, sick and disabled living in the inn do not need to participate in the labor!"

After a day of tossing around, but what Rongshui promised was really all right, the refugees were busy settling and moving, and they basically believed what Rongshui said, and their gratitude to her gradually began to overflow in their hearts.

After she finished speaking, a trembling old man walked out of the crowd. She had just been assigned to a warm room and a new set of cotton clothes, and she was a simple and grateful person. She was full of satisfaction and gratitude for the strange, even natural enjoyment.

She grasped Rong Shui's hand with wrinkled hands, she was so excited that she couldn't speak, and she continued intermittently: "This girl... a good person sent by the Bodhisattva! We should thank our great good person!"

The old man's palms were cold, but they were powerful and affectionate. This coldness warmed Rong Shui's heart. Perhaps this was the meaning of her actions?Even if only one person feels that she has been helped...even if more people still doubt her original intention and motive.

She took the old man's arm and said to her rationally: "Mother... don't do this, you... I am not a good person, I only provide you with job opportunities, and you still have to rely on your own efforts to create your own life." .”

Rong Shui thought that he had done nothing wrong. He provided temporary housing for the refugees, and then relied on their own efforts to build their own homes in the past few days, and then continued to work for her. Of course, she could pay a certain amount of money.

She can do a little bit of charity, but it is impossible for a group of blood-sucking rice worms to suck up her hard-earned property. If there are refugees who think why she can't directly and unconditionally support them, then she has nothing to say Say.

Rong Shui didn't know if this aunt understood, and now she didn't care whether these 200-plus refugees understood her painstaking efforts, that's all for now...it's useless to say more.

She deeply knows that it is better to give people a job opportunity and the ability to work than giving people a pile of money.

Jun Li and the Rong family sisters were standing behind Rong Shui at this time, they were silently supporting, Rong Shui's face was full of exhaustion, since last night, he had arranged for people to set up the station overnight, and today there is another big one. When I went to persuade the refugees earlier, I encountered such a thrilling moment. If Huang Zhi hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Junli stepped forward to put on a coat for her, and whispered in his ear: "Shui'er, you are tired, and you did a perfect job...if anyone still doubts you...it's not your fault. In my mind, no one handles these refugees better."

Junli's words, to her, are like a good medicine that can be applied to her scarred and mottled heart. It is more like warm tea in severe winter, allowing her to warm up the temperature of her whole body after going through the wind and snow outside.

So what is it like in the eyes of refugees, Huang Zhi, and common people?As long as there is a confidant and family member watching her behind her and caring for her, maybe she will be able to insist on doing what she thinks is right.

Finally, watching bowls of hot porridge being scooped up for the refugees, Rong Shui returned home with his family members and the man hired by the Rong family who had worked hard all day. After all, tomorrow he had to invite all the refugees who could work to go to the wasteland of the Rong family village and start work. They built the place where they lived, and the villa that she had already planned in her mind.

On the way, she remembered something and asked Junli: "Master Huang...there told you to lead the special training for a period of time, did you give him an answer?"

Jun Li rubbed the top of Rong Shui's head in a funny way, with infinite doting hidden in his eyes, he said, "little girl, why do you worry about so many things every day? Can you still remember? I...you don't know my decision Is it? As you think, I agreed to Zhi Huang, but my military status is in the frontier, if there is a call from the frontier... I will definitely go back without delay."

Only then did Rong Shui feel relieved, although Jun Li's answer was indeed what she expected.

Said: "I know your decision, but...you always have your own ideas!"

After finishing speaking, I feel that the things that I have been busy for a long time are progressing in a good direction one by one.

(End of this chapter)