On the tenth year of the natural disaster, I went to farm with me

Chapter 938 School is Over

Xia Qing handed Ji Li a little rooster weighing more than four pounds and a bag of edamame, "Brother Ji, thank you for your help."

Ji Li took it with a serious face and asked, "What do you want to exchange?"

Xia Qing replied, "Brother Ji, did you bring the latest insect repellent? The spray type?"

Ji Li nodded, took out eight bottles of insect repellent from the bag and handed them to Xia Qing, then continued to walk east to exchange supplies with Territory No. 11 and Territory No. 1. Territory No. 11 had sweet peppers, and Territory No. 1 had a green bamboo rat.

After Ji Li left, Xia Qing went home and put the herb into the insurance medicine box, and sent a message to his idol, telling him that he did not put the herb leaves in it.

Behind any abnormality, there may be unpredictable dangers.

Xia Qing, who had survived the natural disaster for eleven years, believed in his instincts and was prepared to deal with sudden disasters at any time.

Ten minutes later, Zhang San replied to Xia Qing: Find a chance to come over this afternoon.

After deleting the message, Xia Qing put the phone in her pocket and walked towards her SUV with an expressionless face.

Is there something wrong with Ji Li? She didn't know, and her idol probably couldn't be sure at this moment, but it was definitely better to be cautious.

Xia Qing said hello to his companions and rushed to the Ninth Center.

After passing through the weed wall of the Ninth Center, Xia Qing heard the sound of orderly footsteps. She turned around and saw the off-duty personnel of the security team doing jogging endurance training on the training ground.

Four magnetic evolutionists followed behind the team. Except for Wang Jun who could barely keep up with the neat team, the running postures of the other three were already deformed, and their hair was wet as if they had just been pulled out of the water. Especially Geng Min, who was running at the end of the team, his eyes began to blur, and he was only relying on his willpower to hold on.

Liu Ke, the husband of Wu Xinlian, a magnetic evolutionist, who just arrived at the post this afternoon, is also in the training team. Liu Ke is a healthy auditory evolutionist who went out to perform missions when he was in the Liangqing team, so he was assigned to the security team.

Xia Qing did not disturb their training. After parking the car in the parking lot, he rushed to the central office.

It was hot outside, but the air-conditioned office was cool and pleasant. The four people in the room who could stand up all stood up and greeted Xia Qing.

Xia Qing walked to her desk and sat down to start working. She asked the Housing and Construction Bureau for six air conditioners, one of which was installed in this office, three in the school classrooms, one in the monitoring room, and the last one in the infirmary.

In the air conditioner usage plan submitted by Yan Yue, one was to be installed in Xia Qing's office, but Xia Qing changed it to the infirmary. Because she was in the office for a short time, it would be a waste of resources to install a separate air conditioner. In order to be more comfortable in the office, she simply moved her desk to the outer room next to Yan Yue, and changed the inner room into a data room.

Through the installation of air conditioners, the people at the Ninth Center once again deeply realized their director's work style of not being ostentatious or pretentious, but only doing practical things.

It is precisely because Xia Qing set an example that the Ninth Center has established a rigorous, fair and efficient work style, allowing the employees and their families who stay here to feel the sense of security that they have been missing for eleven years. Everyone here strictly abides by the management regulations of the center for fear of being kicked out.

In this working atmosphere, the Ninth Center worked very efficiently. Xia Qing had not been here for only three days, and the Construction Department had already built two more solar greenhouses. According to this work progress, the solar greenhouse originally planned to be completed on October 10th would be completed ahead of schedule in mid-August.

In September, the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau allocated materials for building the wall, and all employees of the Ministry of Construction can devote themselves to the work of building the wall. The wall will definitely be completed before the weather freezes.

Xia Qing was very satisfied with the progress of each work. After leaving the office, she went straight to the greenhouse to check the growth of corn and rice. When she came out of the greenhouse, she heard the rhythmic "dangdang, dangdang, dangdang" sound of hammers hitting iron blocks, followed by the laughter of children.

At the Northern District 1 Basic Education School located in the Ninth Center, school was over at noon. Xia Qing stood at the door of the greenhouse and listened quietly. She hadn't heard so many people laughing and making noises together without any grudges for eleven years.

The children were out of school, and it was time for the Ninth Center to get off work. Employees came out of the office, greenhouse, construction site, and training ground one after another, and lined up to go to the cafeteria.

Employees with children do not need to gather. They can pick up their children and then go to the cafeteria to eat.

Three-year-old Geng Anan let go of her grandmother's hand and ran like a happy little bird towards Geng Min, who was almost dragging his legs.

Liu Anqi screamed as he walked out of the school carrying his schoolbag, and jumped a few times happily on the spot before shouting "Mom and Dad" and rushing towards Liu Ke who was supporting his wife.

Wang Jun wiped the sweat from his face and walked quickly to the school gate. When he saw Zhong Tao's 10-year-old son Zhong Ping'an and 7-year-old Wang Shunkang walking out, his shoulders sank slightly, and he was obviously relieved.

Xia Qing quietly looked at Wang Shunkang, who was a head shorter than Zhong He. This child, who had only studied in the safe zone for one week and was in the first grade, was actually assigned to the intermediate class after the entrance test. This showed that Wang Jun was really attentive to this son.

"Sister Qing!!!"

As soon as Tan Qi, who was wearing the red armband of class monitor, walked out of the school gate, he saw Xia Qing standing far away at the door of the greenhouse. In the blink of an eye, he ran over, and his red little face with beads of sweat raised up with a bright smile.

Xia Qing also laughed, "I thought you would be the first one to run out."

"The school has a rule that you are not allowed to use your abilities during non-physical class time." After explaining the reason, Tan Qi lowered her voice and asked excitedly, "Sister Qing, have you heard about it? The Qinglong team has a top sniper named Ye Lu!"

Xia Qing nodded and replied calmly, "I heard about it."

"Now Uncle Luo can finally put down some of the burden on his shoulders and stay in the territory to rest for a while."

Xia Qing, who didn't want to take on the responsibility of being a top sniper, didn't respond. "Come on, I'll drive you back."

"No, no, the journey between school and the territory is part of my daily training." Tan Qi smiled and waved his hand, rushing towards the north gate of the Ninth Center.

When Xia Qing walked towards the parking lot, he saw Wang Jun and Wang Shunkang looking at him, so he turned a corner and walked over.

Wang Jun's eyes lit up immediately, and he hurried over with his son, "Director, you are off work too, right? Do you want to go to the cafeteria for dinner?"

"No, I have something else to do." Xia Qing bent down and asked gently, "Shunkang, can you keep up in school?"

Wang Jun held his son's hand tightly, silently encouraging him to call for help.

Wang Shunkang nodded slowly with a silly expression. Wang Jun quickly introduced his son to Xia Qing. "This school is very good. The classrooms are equipped with air conditioners. The teachers are responsible. Shunkang sits at the same table with Ping'an from Zhong Tao's family. His classmates didn't bully him because he was quiet. The child got an A on his math homework yesterday."

"This shows that Shunkang's IQ is not low." Xia Qing raised her hand and touched Wang Shunkang's little head, saying in a gentle voice, "If you don't like to talk, then don't talk. Go eat with your father. There will be meat dishes for lunch today."

In front of so many people, Xia Qingken touched Shunkang's head, which was like giving his son a talisman with the name "Director Xia". Tears instantly welled up in Wang Jun's eyes, and his cracked lips trembled, not knowing how to express his gratitude.