1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 77 Light (3)

10:30pm.
Boom boom boom!

On a rainy night, a long-truck Jiefang truck with red bars and a white body stopped beside Wang Yue.

snort~
The car door opened and a middle-aged man squeezed out.

Glancing at the wet Wang Yue and the worn travel bag he was carrying, the man shouted, "Where are you going, fellow villager?"

Wang Yue shook his head: "Yantai Changdao... I don't have money to take a bus."

Long Island?

The man gasped with a toothache, as if he had not expected that this person would go so far.

Looking up at the sky where the raindrops were getting heavier, the man waved his hand and said, "Get in the car...if you squeeze in, there's still room for one or two more people."

Wang Yue took two steps back defensively while holding his travel bag, looking a little embarrassed: "Well... I don't have any money."

As if he was used to this kind of reaction, the man said unhappily: "No charge, I'll take you to Long Island for free... Hurry up, there's a car full of people waiting!"

Wang Yue stood there in a daze, seemingly not knowing what to do, but his legs unconsciously moved in a posture of running away, as if he would immediately run into the wheat field by the roadside if he realized something was wrong.

The man muttered and cursed, "Fuck, it's like this again... If you don't feel comfortable, just go to the car and ask anyone... I invited everyone on the car one by one along the way. There are so many people, all of them are men who are used to doing farm work. I must be crazy to target you... Hurry up and get on the car. If I say I don't want to charge you, then I won't charge you. The whole car is in a hurry to get to the place where they are staying and get ready... The car is full of people who have been caught in the rain. Do you have the nerve to let them catch a cold?"

As he spoke, the man walked over with an anxious and impatient look, and pushed Wang Yue directly to the door of the car: "Give me the bag, I'll put it on the roof for you. The car is crowded, so make as much space as possible for people to stand."

Wang Yue hugged the travel bag tightly against his chest: "No!"

His tone was full of determination.

Seeing his determined look, the man cursed again in a low voice, then pushed him forward: "Go ahead, go ahead! CTNND, doing good things these days still makes people think you're a thief!"

With a deafening sound of a motor, the long-headed liberation machine slowly started moving.

After a while of squirming, Wang Yue, who was squeezed against the door, finally had the chance to look around the car.

squeeze!
Very crowded!
This is Wang Yue’s most intuitive feeling.

The car was packed with people. A long-truck Liberation truck with only more than 60 seats was crammed with nearly people. The car was filled with the stench of sweat mixed with rain, making it difficult to breathe.

Logically speaking, anyone would get angry if they were stuffed into a broken car like a can. Even if they didn't dare to yell or curse loudly, they would inevitably complain in a low voice.

But the strange thing was that although the men in the car had different expressions, and some of them were squeezed so hard that they had to tiptoe to breathe from time to time, no one was cursing. Instead, they all guarded the seats in the left and right rows tightly in a very strange posture, and refused to cross the line.

Wang Yue spotted the gap and took a few glances, only to find that the seats in the left and right rows were all occupied by mothers with children.

Although the rain outside was getting heavier, the windows of every other row of seats were opened a one-inch square gap.

Wang Yue understood at a glance... The air inside the car was too turbid, and these gaps were to ensure that the children and women could breathe smoothly.

The men who were closest to the seats put their hands on the window railings in a bent or sideways posture... On the one hand, it was to leave more space for people in the aisle, but more importantly, it was to block the rain and strong wind coming in from the windows.

Looking at the children half asleep in their mothers' arms and the rain on the men's faces, Wang Yue felt a little complicated.

He knew very well that the actions of these men were not directed or arranged by anyone... In fact, such a thing could not be arranged.

But that's what they did.

Maybe only one person did this at the beginning...

But then everyone who was sitting near the seat did the same.

What a simple and kind man!

Wang Yue felt a surge of emotion in his heart, then he quietly changed the angle of the luggage bag in his arms and aimed his gaze towards the front driver's seat.

The man who had just asked me to get in the car was obviously the co-pilot, but he was now standing at the door in a rather uncomfortable posture, just like me.

As expected, there was someone sitting in the passenger seat... a middle-aged woman and two little girls who were probably only five or six years old.

But unlike the situation later, this woman seemed to have a high fever, and she was mumbling something intermittently, while the two prematurely mature children were biting their lips and taking turns using two dirty rags to wipe the rain off her body inside and out - the woman was actually quite pretty, and it was easy for her to expose herself when wiping her whole body like this, but even the man in the front row never looked in that direction from beginning to end.

Even the driver, who was most in need of observing the road conditions on both sides, did not deviate to the right even a bit... Through the window that was opened 1/3, cold rain drifted in from time to time. The driver, who was in his early forties, had a stern face and stared intently at the rain curtain in front of him, and from time to time he wiped the rain from his forehead with the wet towel around his neck.

This driver knows first aid.

Wang Yue came to a conclusion in his mind. In this situation, for the patient with a high fever in the car, it is important to wipe the rain off his body to prevent hypothermia, but it is equally important to keep the air circulating.

Although the driver's behavior of risking the safety of everyone in the car to create a suitable treatment environment for a patient with a high fever is not worth recommending, when this scene really happened before his eyes, he didn't know how to evaluate it.

With a slight sigh, Wang Yue changed the angle of the travel bag in his arms.

The co-pilot next to him immediately noticed something was wrong with this movement, and his eyebrows immediately raised...

Wow~!

The string of screwdrivers and folding knives on his waist was revealed.

"Everyone on the bus, please pay attention... I'll emphasize this again... We are all from the same hometown in Shandong and northern Shandong. We have all been working hard for half our lives, digging for food in the dirt. Every penny we earn is not easy!"

"We all saw how everyone behaved before... I can say without any modesty... You are all great men, and you deserve the respect of the Qilu people... The money we spent on this tank of gas today... is well spent!!"

The co-pilot raised his head with some pride, his eyes stayed on Wang Yue for two seconds, and said loudly: "But let's be clear about the vilification first... For those of us who are in the same boat, meeting each other is fate... I don't care if you used to be a pedestrian or a grope in the dark... I hope that you will give me some face for the sake of our solidarity, and don't smear our fellow Qilu people, and don't let down these men with backbones in this car... Do you understand!?"

The co-pilot almost shouted the last sentence right into Wang Yue's ear.

Got it!
I was mistaken for a thief!
Wang Yue looked at those pairs of contemptuous eyes with a helpless smile, and turned his head towards the window as if ashamed.

Although it was unfair to be mistaken as a thief, for some reason, Wang Yue felt an indescribable joy in his chest.

After staring blankly out the window for a while, Wang Yue discovered something unusual: Aren’t there many fellow villagers walking home today? How come the car has been driving for more than 20 minutes, but there hasn’t been a single one seen along the way?
But after five minutes, he roughly understood.

An empty car came towards them and stopped when it passed their car. After the two drivers shouted at each other in the air, the empty car quickly turned around and sped away.

Wang Yue heard clearly that the driver was saying: There is no one on the road behind, so let the car on the opposite side that just returned from Liaocheng go to the several water filling stations ahead... There are a lot of migrant workers there who need to be diverted to other places.

It’s only 11 o’clock, and the Liaocheng line closest to Dezhou has already been diverted?

These black cars are quite efficient!
Wang Yue thought so.

………………

12:40.

The car Wang Yue was in stopped at a water filling station on the border between Jinan and Tai'an.

As soon as he got off the car, Wang Yue was startled.

This water filling station, which was originally only over 200 square meters, was surrounded by tents of various shapes densely supported by bamboo poles... These tents were packed with people. At first glance, you would have thought you had come to a branch of the Beggars' Gang.

The mother with a high fever in the car was carried into the restaurant of the water filling station by a group of people. Wang Yue took a look when he saw that the tables and chairs in the restaurant had been vacated long ago, and there were several patients lying on the beddings on the straw.

Several staff members who looked a little tired came over and took advantage of every opportunity to disperse the people in the car to various tents.

Wang Yue sat down holding his luggage bag, leaned his hand against the coal stove in the middle of the tent and looked towards the fire. Just as he was about to ask the person next to him something, a little girl in uniform came trotting over carrying a basket.

"My friend, eat something to fill your stomach first... I'm sorry, the raw materials at the water filling station have been used up, and this is all we have for now... Don't worry, we have asked someone to get some, and we will replenish it for you later." The young girl's voice was a little hoarse, and her face was a mixture of fatigue and shyness.

Taking the box with the Momo Baizha logo printed on it, Wang Yue looked at the small box of fish balls and starch sausages and began to ponder.

The surface of these foods is a little black, which is obviously not because the heat is too high, but because too much food is fried in this pot.

In this age where food hygiene is not pursued, Wang Yue did not care whether the food in his hands would give him an upset stomach, but was thinking about a question... This company called Qingfeng Food, the water-filling station in front of him was obviously acting as a diversion center, how many things had been fried and sent out today?

Seeing Wang Yue staring at the fish balls in his hand and not taking any action, the people around him misunderstood something and became dissatisfied.

"What's wrong with you? People give you food with good intentions, but you're complaining about it... What's the matter? Are you complaining that it's not enough or that it's not fried well?... Look how pretentious you are!" A young man in his early thirties stared at Wang Yue with disgust, his voice a little excited.

"That's right, that's right! On this rainy day, people were so kind to send a car to pick us up and settle us down, and brought us food and medicine, fearing that we would be hungry or sick... There is really nothing in the kitchen now, but you are not treated unfairly... Why are you still complaining about it... I tell you, people should know how to be grateful... If you don't know how to be grateful, then aren't you just like an animal?" An old man in his fifties was admonishing with an unhappy expression.

medicine?
Wang Yue was stunned. He opened the bag and saw that there was indeed a small triangular paper bag lying quietly next to the drink cup.

When I opened it, I saw two white sulfa tablets - one of the most mainstream and effective anti-inflammatory drugs currently available.

Seeing that the people around him were getting excited, Wang Yue quickly explained: "Uncle, brother, you misunderstood... It's not that I dislike these foods, but... these foods are too expensive and there are too many of them... Fried food, smelling like meat... I haven't eaten such good food in a long time."

Having said that, without further ado, he immediately stuffed a starch sausage into his mouth, and his tongue was knotted by the spicy taste.

When everyone heard this, their anger turned into joy and they burst into laughter.

A young man who was less than 30 years old nearby kindly inserted the tube into the drink cup and handed it over: "This is not much... You didn't see that when the kitchen had plenty of ingredients before, the ingredients in the boxes they gave us were so heavy... Wow, one box is almost one kilogram... Tonight, we have welcomed and sent off more than 20 groups of people one after another. Just at this point, we have welcomed and sent off at least nearly a thousand people... There are hundreds of mouths here. Even if their kitchen can hold a lot, it will be gone after a few hours of eating."

As he spoke, the young man gave a bitter smile: "To be honest, I would rather they gave us less, and even better, just threw us a raw sweet potato to roast... They ran around so much to serve us so carefully... This is a huge favor, and I feel uncomfortable!"

Everyone nodded, with a look of regret on their faces.

The Qi and Lu folks of this era generally had a clear distinction between love and hate, and were most afraid of owing favors to others... The pick-up and drop-off services and food provided by Qingfeng Food may not be a big deal in later generations, but for this era when materials were not abundant, for those who were forced to walk home on rainy nights, it was definitely a favor greater than heaven.

It seemed quite different, but Wang Yue's focus was elsewhere: "Brother, from what you said... does that mean you have been here for a whole night?"

The young man nodded and explained, "I have been placed here since 7pm, so I am one of the first people here... The villagers said that in order to maximize the limited transportation capacity, those dozens of vehicles will first send those who are closest to home back home, and then come to send us."

As if he felt that his words were not very clear, the young man scratched his head and added: "To put it simply, we will send people from Liaocheng and Bingzhou first... then send people from Jining and Tai'an... then Laiwu, Zaozhuang and Zibo... and finally split into several groups to send people from Heze, Linyi, and even Rizhao and Yantai... Do you understand what I mean?"

Wang Yue sketched the map of Qi and Lu in his mind and nodded, indicating that he understood. However, he made two judgments in his mind:

1. The transportation capacity that Qingfeng Food Factory can mobilize is very limited, otherwise it would not adopt this extremely energy-consuming multi-line round-trip method.

2. Qingfeng Food does not have sufficient diversion point resources. Judging from the information we have just heard, the diversion points that have been set up are all concentrated on several lines in the south of Qi and Lu, and the farthest one only reaches Tai'an.

Of course, some things are about deeds rather than intentions, but some things are about intentions rather than deeds... Compared to the route planning issue, he was more concerned about something else.

"Fellow countryman?" Wang Yue looked at the young man in confusion, with a face full of question marks.

In the words used in Qi and Lu, there is a clear distinction between fellow villagers and fellow villagers.

The former is generally used to build friendships. As long as you are from Qi and Lu or the three provinces of the Central Plains, you can use this title.
But the latter, that is, the word "fellow villagers", is undoubtedly much more concrete... Nowadays, even if you are from the same county, you cannot use this word if you are from different townships or villages.

Facing Wang Yue's question, the young man had a strange expression on his face. After hesitating for a while, he nodded and said, "Yes, it's my fellow villagers... I'm from Huangni Village in Weihai, and these people were asked by the villagers to pick us up... No matter what, they are also my fellow villagers!"

After a moment of silence, the fifty-year-old man spoke up: "I am from Dongdianhou Village, Yantai. People from my village asked them to pick me up... They are my fellow villagers!"

"I'm from Rizhao... We are fellow villagers!"

"I am..."

As more and more people spoke up, the scene became filled with a weirdness.

Obviously, these people may have known the answer in their hearts, but they still claimed in unison that these people were asked by the villagers to pick them up... In Wang Yue's opinion, using the term "fellow villagers" is actually more like a recognition.

After thinking for a while, Wang Yue reminded: "But... from the look of it, it's clearly that Qingfeng Food Factory is doing the promotion... I used to work in Guangdong, and I've seen foreign companies use similar methods."

The young man next to him looked at Wang Yue with a strange expression. "I know. When we got on the bus, they made it very clear that they agreed to pick us up just to promote Mo Mo Bai Zha... In fact, when they brought us food, they kept emphasizing that it was a free trial product from their factory."

At this point, the young man's tone became strange again: "But... do you believe this reason?"

There are not many fools in this world. These people may not have a high level of education, but you are wrong to think that they really know nothing.

Wang Yue was speechless and hesitated for a long time before asking in a puzzled tone: "But why do they do this?"

The fifty-year-old man sneered: "Is there any need to ask? The higher-ups haven't given the order... these days... hey!"

Although the old man's words were very obscure, most people understood what he was saying, and their expressions became increasingly gloomy - they had naturally heard about all the bad things that had happened in the past few years. You can't say that the above concerns are wrong, but when they really happen to you, you can't help but feel a little depressed.

Wang Yue sighed and was about to say something.

Squeak~!

With a sudden brake, a van stopped next to the water filling station.

Glancing at the young man getting off the car, Wang Yue frowned, then calmly moved closer to the coal stove and lowered his head.

………………

"What? The frozen food in the water station kitchen is all used up? Then you should quickly ask the factory to transport it here... With so many people stranded here, how are we going to solve the problem of breakfast and lunch tomorrow without the raw materials?"

Looking at the statistical sheet handed over by the staff below, Lu Yingying frowned tightly, with a hint of anger in her tone.

She was busy at the train station all night. After seeing that She Shen had successfully applied for two waiting rooms, she immediately followed Yang Mo to inspect the most important diversion points. She was extremely tired and naturally her mood was not very good.

"Team Leader Lu, we've called the company...but the only two vehicles in the factory have been sent to the two water filling stations in Jining near Zaozhuang...the inventory there is also in short supply, and Manager Liu said that the situation there is more complicated and sensitive, so ensuring the inventory supply there should be the top priority." Facing Lu Yingying's questioning, a young man with a tired face explained.

Manager Liu?
Liu Xianfu?
Lu Yingying was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately.

The two water filling stations near Zaozhuang in Jining are secondary diversions, that is, transit stations for long-distance diversions. Out of the simple truth of "being close to home is urgent", people stranded there are more likely to be emotionally agitated, so it is indeed more important to keep sufficient supplies there.

It just so happens that there are only two trucks at the Qingfeng Food Factory at the moment, and it is raining now, and there is the issue of loading and unloading. It will take a long time for the truck to go back and forth, and it will definitely not be back before tomorrow noon.

Seeing Lu Yingying deep in thought, the young man suggested, "Team Leader Lu, why don't we just buy some food from the nearby village? We are here to fill our stomachs anyway, so cooking some noodles and corn will be much cheaper than frying fish balls."

After being busy all night, he naturally realized that this so-called event was not really for the purpose of promoting Mo Mo Bai Zha.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yingying hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and refused: "No! You must use our raw materials."

After Yang Mo's repeated emphasis, she naturally understood the connection.

If the ingredients used throughout the process were from Qingfeng Foods, even if there was a loss of 70, Yang Mo could still argue that the effect of this PR campaign was not ideal, and he could at most make a pretentious self-criticism and then continue to argue.
But if a large amount of ordinary food is used to solve these people's stomach problems, then the nature of the matter changes. Some people can use this as an excuse to openly accuse Yang Mo'an of "misusing public resources for personal gain" and question the motives of this activity.

Although she is easily soft-hearted in some matters, she is not a saint. She would not do such a thing as to betray her childhood friend to the point where nothing is left for her own selfish desires.

"Yang Mo, what should we do about this?"

Lu Yingying pulled Yang Mo aside, with a hint of anxiety between her brows.

As the first-line diversion point, this water filling station located on the dividing line between Dezhou and Liaocheng is not as sensitive as the two mentioned above, but it must not go wrong, otherwise big problems will easily arise.

Yang Mo glanced at her and asked, "What do you think?"

Lu Yingying was a little confused: "How about...I call Sister Mu for help? She can directly transfer some cars from the winery without going through the company's name."

This was indeed the truth. With the smooth delivery of the first batch of orders from Northern Trade, Miss Mu became extremely popular in the eyes of those reorganized wineries. Not to mention the emergency dispatch of a few vehicles, even if all the employees of those wineries were mobilized for a late-night training, no one dared to say no.

Yang Mo looked at her with some amusement: "Oh? Sister Mu? Are you sure she will really help with this?"

Lu Yingying nodded seriously: "She will."

Yang Mo smiled and said, "Okay, then go call her... She has a phone at home, and the landline here is in the store at the water filling station."

In his heart, Miss Mu is a synonym for "power" and "reason". Even though she seemed to get along well with classmate Tugou before, it would be strange for her to take action if she really encountered something like the current one that required her to bear the consequences!
Unexpectedly, five minutes later, Lu Yingying came out with a happy face: "Sister Mu agreed! Although we can only send four vans, it is more than enough to deal with the situation tonight... In other words, not only this water filling station, but also the other two front-line diversion points can get supplies!"

Eh!!???

That woman...actually agreed! ?
Yang Mo stared at the somewhat smug Tugou classmate in front of him in amazement, and his brain almost froze on the spot.

What is going on?

Yang Mo twitched his lips with a slight toothache, sighed, and walked towards the landline of the convenience store.

Although Tugou has solved the problem of food raw materials, there are still many loopholes that need to be filled in the current situation.

Friends...huh?

Tsk tsk, it seems that it is time to test the quality of those guys. Thinking of this, Yang Mo dialed a number: "Hello~"

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1:19 minutes.

A van stopped at the entrance of the water filling station and a few people got out of the van stealthily.

"Temperature 39.4°, high fever, headache... accompanied by clear nasal discharge... viral cold... need IV drip immediately!"

A middle-aged woman with an impatient look on her face walked into the temporary ward converted from the restaurant. Her expression suddenly changed, and she trotted over, put her hand on a woman's forehead, and immediately took out a thermometer from the medicine box.

"Someone, move that hanger over there and use it as a hanging rack!"

"Xiaohong, bring a box of saline solution from the car over here!"

"Si Ping, dilute penicillin with injection water and do a skin test immediately!"

"Xiaohong, remember the doctor's instructions. The first set of medications: 500ml normal saline, 3 virazoles, 0.2g of vitamin C, prepare... After the infusion, the second set of medications: 250ml sugar saline, 640 million units of penicillin intravenously... If the fever has not subsided, intramuscular injection of 2ml of compound PV (compound aminopyrine) with alcohol wipes to reduce the temperature..."

Seeing these arrogant women instantly transformed into battlefield warriors, Yang Mo gave a thumbs up to Zhang Lin standing beside him: "Xiao Linzi is really reliable... You are probably the only one who can invite a doctor from the staff hospital to come here at this late hour."

Zhang Lin, who always had a rock spirit, said with a sullen face: "Don't praise me. If it weren't for my aunt and Aunt Sun getting along well, and if they didn't like me and wanted me to be their son-in-law, I wouldn't have been able to invite these ladies... You know that these doctors in the staff hospital are notoriously difficult to deal with!"

Zhang Lin said with a look of trepidation: "Let's make it clear first. Aunt Sun and the others came out secretly, so we must send a car to take them back before dawn. If they are found to have violated the rules and taken the hospital's drugs out to do private work... then it will be a lot of fun... then even if my aunt is in charge of the pharmacy, it will be useless."

Yang Mo smiled in understanding: "Don't worry, I will ask the driver to drive faster, so as not to delay their work... But you have to help me urge them, there are still three points tonight that need to trouble your Aunt Sun, and it won't do to delay them for too long at one point."

Zhang Lin immediately sighed, "Brother, you know how fierce these doctors are when they are treating patients... Asking me to urge them? Isn't that putting me on the spot... Damn it, forget it, it's really unlucky to have a friend like you... I'll keep an eye on it from inside and try my best to help you urge them."

Seeing this guy walking in with an expression of being ready to die, Yang Mo laughed and then looked up at the sky.

Tsk tsk, classmate Su Yu, your tasks these two days are very arduous. It depends on whether you have the ability to complete them.

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2.47am.

In Linyi.

A long-truck Jiefang was parked quietly on the road with its engine turned on. Judging from the driver's anxious expression, there must be something wrong with the engine.

"How is it, Lao Li, is it repaired?" asked the co-pilot, holding an umbrella.

The driver shook his head. "The belt is broken and the fuel pump is damaged. We are in the middle of nowhere and there is no spare parts. The next water filling station is so far away that we can't repair it."

The co-pilot consoled him, "Don't worry, I just ran to the village to make a phone call. Wait a little longer, maybe someone will come to help you soon."

The driver sighed, "It's been more than 70 miles from the last water filling station. The repair shop and the owner of the water filling station are just partners. It's already so late. Do you think they're willing to get out of bed and run over here in the rain?"

The co-pilot turned his head and glanced at the worried and uneasy passengers in the car, and said helplessly: "What else can we do? When we drive a long distance in an old car like ours, there are always various problems... We drove non-stop for almost six hours, which is already enough to do justice to Boss Shen. Even if it delays some time, no one can blame us, right?"

The driver smacked his lips. “True, but…”

After taking a look at the car, he sighed: "Then we can only wait!"

after an hour,

Just when the people in the car couldn't bear it anymore and were planning to get out of the car to get some fresh air in the rain.

A hook truck, which is very recognizable nowadays (a special vehicle with a crane in front and a truck in the back), came speeding from behind at a speed of over a hundred yards.

Just as the driver was shocked and was about to ask everyone to get out of the way, the hook truck suddenly braked and stopped in front of them.

"Qingfeng Food's car?"

A short and stocky man, who looked like a wild panda, walked down.

The driver was stunned and nodded: "Yes...you are?"

It was obvious at first glance that the man in front of him was not from Qilu, but he could name Qingfeng Food, so he was full of doubts.

After the man confirmed the information, he turned around and waved his hand. Immediately, two strong young men jumped out of the cockpit.

Ignoring the driver's wary look, the man asked directly, "What's wrong with the car?"

The driver hesitated: "The belt is broken, and the external gas pump is leaking oil."

The man scratched his head, turned around and shouted, "Xiao Meng, the belt is broken and the oil pump has problems, can you fix it?"

A relatively thin young man climbed into the back carriage and searched for a while before shouting, "It's done, we can do it in 40 minutes!"

Hearing this, the man laughed and scolded, "Why don't you be more tidy!"

After saying that, without caring about the driver and the co-pilot who were looking at each other in confusion, he opened the door of the hook truck and sat back in.

"Thanks, Lao Hu!"

The man saw from the rearview mirror that several people were already tinkering with the old car, so he took out a Hongtashan cigarette from his pocket and handed it to them.

"Hi~! Captain Sun, you too, what are you thanking me for? You've taken care of me for so many years, so a little help is nothing!" A man in his thirties sitting in the driver's seat waved his hand nonchalantly.

Hearing the name "Captain Sun" which has become a thing of the past, Sun Jian smiled and said, "No, let's put it one way or the other. You secretly drove the car out of the transport team, which was a risk... I still have to thank you."

Although the man had a nonchalant expression on his face, he thought about it and finally scratched his head... Getting the car and the people out was a small matter, but the spare parts in the back compartment were not easy to report as damage, so the follow-up actions would be quite troublesome.

Upon seeing this, Sun Jian laughed and slapped an envelope at him... The money was not entirely for the man, and the intention was self-evident.

The man pinched the envelope with a strange expression, and then asked in a confused manner: "Captain Sun, I don't quite understand. Normally, you are out there now, and as long as it's your business, we brothers won't take it seriously even if knives rain from the sky... But this incident tonight, it seems to have nothing to do with you, but why...?"

Sun Jian naturally knew what the other party meant, and immediately shook his head: "You don't understand. Being in society requires more connections than working in a company... Since it's the son of the Linyi County Agricultural Bureau who called our commune to ask for help, it's naturally difficult for me to refuse."

At this point, Sun Jian's expression was a little strange: "Besides, although the call today was made by that young man, the real person involved in this matter is another person...a person that our Manager Yan and I both owe a big favor to...If nothing else, just for this reason, we have to do this matter beautifully today...After all, we can't let others look down on us, right?"

The man suddenly understood when he heard this.

Thinking that this matter was related to Sun Jian's reputation, he immediately took it seriously. Without saying anything, he jumped out of the car and shouted, "Xiao Meng, get out of the way. You fucking jerk. You haven't fixed it for half a day. Let me do it!"

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3:30 am.

A medium-sized van stopped at the water filling station, and Miss Mu, who was still a little sleepy, appeared in front of Yang Mo and Lu Yingying.

"Have someone unload the frozen food from the car... This truckload of frozen food is enough for you to use for several days."

Miss Mu yawned, walked up to Yang Mo and said, "By the way, I've also sent people to deliver to the other water filling stations... But I think you'd better act quickly, because Qingfeng Food's frozen food inventory is basically exhausted... Your test will really begin tomorrow... I hope you can withstand it."

After saying that, without waiting for Yang Mo to respond, he walked straight past him and joined classmate Tugou, whose little head was already busy and dizzy.

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4.40am.

A water filling station somewhere in the Tai'an section.

With a sudden brake, several people in wide-brimmed hats jumped off two three-wheeled motorcycles.

"Everyone, just stand still and don't move!"

Following a few loud shouts, the middle-aged man in the lead put his hand on the holster at his waist, his intention was self-evident.

"Comrade, what happened?" The owner of the water filling station stepped forward tremblingly, with a look of trepidation on his face.

"We've received a report that there's an illegal gathering here... There are regulations from above that any gathering of more than a hundred people must be reported to the local police station. Don't you know that?!" The middle-aged man stared at the boss with burning eyes.

The expression on the boss's face was uglier than crying.

Well, the thing I was most worried about happened.

Thinking of this, he moved his gaze to Qin Xin beside him...Aren’t you the new general manager of Qingfeng Food? It’s time for you to step forward at this time, right?

Without any hesitation, Qin Xin stood up and muttered a lot to the middle-aged man about "product promotion", "activities", "experience" and so on... There was no way, he also knew that he must not reveal his identity as a member of the state-owned enterprise, so he could only find some reasons for normal business behavior, and even wanted to quietly hand over an envelope.

As expected, the middle-aged man was completely unmoved. He gave an order and took everyone back to the police station.

At this time, several men couldn't bear it anymore and stood up.

"Why, you wear this leather just to bully us common people?!"

"Why didn't you say anything when we, the migrant workers, were deported?"

"Why didn't you send a car to take us back when we didn't have money to buy tickets?"

"Why didn't you care about us when we were hungry and walking on the road in the cold and rain?"

"Now, our fellow villagers came to pick us up, gave us a place to rest, and ran around getting us food, drinks, and medicine... but in your eyes, this is illegal, right?"

"What the hell, an illegal gathering? ... Is there any way to survive in this world? Are all of us honest people supposed to be frozen to death or get sick on the road?"

As they talked, the men began to get excited. They ignored the middle-aged man's hand and stood up and walked over... As if infected by this emotion, the others also stood up.

Placement?

Are these the deported workers?
The middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat, his brows furrowed tightly, and he felt in a dilemma.

"What's going on? Isn't it an illegal gathering?" The middle-aged man turned his head to look at the young police officer next to him and asked in a deep voice.

The young police officer touched his nose awkwardly and said, "I also received a report from the masses... That's what the villagers said."

Seeing that the situation at the scene was getting a little out of control, the middle-aged man just snorted coldly, then put down his right hand from his waist, walked straight to the crowd, and touched the man's wet clothes.

"You walked all the way here in the rain? Where did you come from?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice, twisting his fingers, then putting it to his nose and sniffing, not caring at all about the strange sour smell.

"The bus from Dezhou...is about twenty miles away from the train station." Captivated by the middle-aged man's expression, the man confessed the truth.

The middle-aged man nodded, then walked to the restaurant entrance and looked around, his expression somewhat gloomy: "How many people are sick? Didn't they say there was medicine... Have you all taken it?"

Qin Xin quickly replied, "There are seven people sick in total, all with high fevers. Everyone has taken sulfa tablets, but the person in the room is in a serious condition and needs an IV drip... But don't worry, we received news half an hour ago that the doctor is already here... He will be here in an hour at most."

The middle-aged man nodded again, then shifted his gaze to a awning on the left: "Didn't they say that meals would be provided? Why do these people seem to have not eaten yet?"

Due to the shortage of manpower, there was no time to collect the boxes after eating, so each shed was in a mess. However, there were only two sheds on the left that had no empty boxes, so the middle-aged man immediately noticed something unusual.

Hearing this, Qin Xin smiled bitterly and said, "Too many people were diverted today, and there is not enough raw materials... I guess we have to wait for a while for a new batch of raw materials."

The middle-aged man snorted in dissatisfaction, and inadvertently saw the pile of frozen food boxes outside the room. He was shocked and took a deep look at Qin Xin, who had a tired face.

After thinking for a while, the middle-aged man said calmly: "According to the regulations, gatherings of more than 100 people need to be reported... Everyone listen up, stand still, and don't move. We are going to count the number of people on the spot now!"

As he said this, the middle-aged man pushed aside the young police officer who volunteered to come out and started counting himself.

"one,"

"two,"

"three,"

"eleven,"

"Forty-one..."

As they counted, the people who were originally full of resentment began to have strange expressions.

This leader's mathematics...

Doesn't seem very good?

Even a fool could see that the number of people waiting to be diverted at the scene exceeded 300, but as the number of people was almost gone, the police officer only counted to eighty-seven?
"Ninety-seven,"

"Ninety-eight,"

"Ninety...nine!"

The middle-aged man seemed to be blind. He skipped the last woman and pointed his finger at Qin Xin.

"Well... ninety-nine people, not more than a hundred... since the number of people does not exceed a hundred, it is not considered an illegal gathering."

The middle-aged man nodded, as if confirming something very important.

"Everyone... gather up!"

Following the middle-aged man's order, all the police officers returned to their motorcycles with strange expressions and drove away...

………………

5:15 am.

With the sound of engines, two three-wheeled motorcycles returned to the water filling station.

The people in the car were not police officers, but two young men in plain clothes.

After putting down two large bags of rice, noodles and vegetables, a young man said in a muffled voice: "Let's just eat something to fill our stomachs first."

Then he ran away like a thief.

Qin Xin's expression was a little amusing... If his memory was correct, this young man was clearly the young policeman from before.

………………

5:30 a.m.
Just as Qin Xin and the staff, who had been busy all night, were dozing off in their chairs, seven or eight hesitant figures appeared at the door of the water filling station.

Just as the staff was about to approach him, the other party threw the things in the basket to the ground, then turned and left.

one,
two,

three,

In less than ten minutes, eight baskets were hung in the hands of several staff members. The baskets were so heavy that they could hardly lift their hands.

"Everyone in our village has heard about what happened to the villagers... We can't let them go hungry... These are the cakes we made this morning, distribute them quickly and eat them while they're hot!"

A woman who was stopped by a staff member said this, looking at the workers who were sleeping with their heads hunched, her face full of pity.

Fellow villagers...huh?

Qin Xin was a little dazed, staring at the pancakes that exuded the aroma of wheat.

Another sudden brake.

A vaguely familiar looking van stopped and several doctors from the staff hospital jumped out.

Looking at these doctors rushing into the restaurant full of patients, Qin Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A faint and dazzling light shone over.

Qin Xin looked up and saw patches of light in the eastern sky.

Its daybreak.

(End of this chapter)