Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Uncle Ding immediately frowned and interjected, "It's definitely still dangerous over there. The worst thing about mine disasters is secondary collapses. It's better not to bring the three kids along, in case something happens—"

Before he could finish speaking, Su Wanqing quickly interrupted him: "Uncle, please don't make any rash moves..."

It's not appropriate to make any promises now.

Ding Xiaomei playfully patted her father, "That's right, Dad. You shouldn't say unlucky things. I think it's okay if you don't take the three kids with you. I heard that the Yanshan area is near snow-capped mountains, and the temperature is several degrees lower than in the capital. The little ones will suffer. I'll take care of them. They'll stay in the guesthouse and not go anywhere. When they're hungry, I'll just make them formula. That'll be fine."

Zhou Yanshen pondered for a moment, "Wanqing, what do you think? If you want to bring the child, then let your cousin and Zhang Qiang go with you. I'll take care of things on the way. If you feel it's inconvenient, then like your cousin said, it's safer to stay here."

Su Wanqing thought about it and figured there wasn't any danger in letting her cousin and the kids stay at the guesthouse. But then her gaze unconsciously swept around the dining table, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat—Lin Tingting was gone.

She frowned. Lin Tingting was an unpredictable factor with a long criminal record. If she were to do something underhanded while she was away, it would be too late to regret it.

"Yan Shen, why don't you take the kids with you? It'll also be good for your uncle and cousin to go to Yanshan." She couldn't very well say that she was taking the kids because she was afraid of Lin Tingting, so she just said that she wanted to keep the kids by her side.

It seems that for the safety of the children, we still have to completely eliminate the hidden danger of Lin Tingting—what method can we use to send her far away and prevent future troubles?

Ding Xiaomei was taken aback, not understanding why she insisted on taking the child to the disaster area, but she didn't object and readily nodded:

"Okay, then let's take him around. I'd be happy to do it anyway." She was genuinely happy to.

It's all because during the Chinese New Year, my sister-in-law gave each of my two children a pair of gold ingots and secretly put a string of jadeite with excellent clarity on her wrist.

She doesn't care much about money, but a few days ago Su Wanqing gave her a thick, large wild ginseng and told her to take it back to her parents-in-law.

After her husband received the ginseng, his attitude towards her improved significantly—he was already nice before, but now he practically doted on her. In short, his sister-in-law would constantly give her nice things, and she was always happy to do anything. Besides, she was also excited to go to Yanshan to see the snow-capped mountains.

Da Bao immediately jumped up and raised his hand: "Da Bao wants to go too!"

Xiao Bao jumped for joy, shouting, "Xiao Bao wants to go too! Let's go play, let's go see the scenery!"

Su Wanqing waved her hand generously: "Go, go! Oh, and I'll ask Wang Ling if she's going too. If she is, bring her along; it'll be good for her rehabilitation. Oh, and ask Old Sun too." Old Sun was just a side thing, but she really wanted to bring Wang Ling—that girl was lucky; good things followed her wherever she went, so bringing her along was definitely the right thing to do.

Now that the matter was settled, everyone quickly got to work.

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to pack their luggage. Since they weren't sure how many days they would be gone, they wanted to bring everything they needed. Formula, diapers, changes of clothes, a first-aid kit, a thermos, a small blanket... everything was scattered all over the room. It was another chaotic packing session, like moving house.

The perimeter of the storage base, covering several kilometers, had already been cordoned off, and even the construction team and project manager had been temporarily asked to leave.

In order to ensure the smooth receipt of these life-saving supplies, Hebei Vice Governor Gao Zhiyuan personally went to the site to oversee the clearing work. He paced back and forth in the temporary command post outside the cordon, almost wearing out the soles of his leather shoes.

The other person who was guarding with him was so dizzy from the light that he couldn't help but complain:

"Hey Lao Gao, stop wandering around here, you're giving me a headache!"

Gao Zhiyong was even more anxious: "It's almost midnight, why hasn't there been any news from Comrade Su Wanqing's friend? We haven't even seen a tire track, let alone a large transport truck!"

"Who knows? But since Comrade Su Wanqing said it exists, then it must exist. We're still four or five kilometers away from the storage area. How can we see what's going on inside? Maybe they've taken another route. Besides, no one says you have to use big trucks to transport supplies. What if they're using transport planes?"

Gao Zhichao looked at the pitch-black sky. "We didn't hear any planes, the radar was off, and there wasn't even a single signal light flashing in the sky. They can't just fly over without any signals, can they?"

As the two were whispering to each other, the messenger rushed in to deliver the order:

"Quickly! The Marshal has given the order to immediately assemble all receiving personnel and follow Comrade Su Wanqing into the storage area to receive the supplies!"

The marshal himself had just undergone surgery but insisted on being present in person, even bringing a stretcher—he also instructed us to equip the loading and unloading personnel and transport vehicles so that the supplies could be transferred to the planes as soon as they arrived. The flight squadron urgently dispatched from Bincheng was already on standby at the airport, ready to airdrop the supplies into the disaster area as soon as they were loaded!

"What? The Marshal only had surgery a few hours ago, and he's coming in person?"

Gao Zhiyuan opened his mouth, glanced again at the empty end of the road, and his voice was filled with barely suppressed anxiety:

"But...but we've been guarding this place for so long, and we haven't seen a single soul, let alone a large amount of supplies! Where are we supposed to get supplies?"

"No buts, the higher-ups said to be prepared to receive the goods, so let's be fully prepared!"

Soon, all personnel were in place and joined the marshal's forces before marching in a grand procession into the warehouse base converted from an abandoned agricultural machinery factory. After three to five days of intensive construction, the place had undergone a dramatic transformation—the main framework was complete, and several giant steel-structured warehouses stood like crouching beasts in the night, their doors tightly closed, silent and solemn.

Gao Zhiyuan looked at the empty loading and unloading area around him, his heart pounding.

There wasn't a trace of unloading around here—no tire tracks, footprints, scattered packaging debris—it was as clean as if it had just been swept.

Has the grain really arrived?

And what about the cooked food that Comrade Su Wanqing mentioned? Is there any progress on it?

Although he fully believed Comrade Su's promise that there was grain, he was still uneasy about cooked food—the disaster area was experiencing torrential rains, making it impossible to start a fire, and every extra pound of cooked food could save a life. If only there were some canned goods and compressed biscuits, those things wouldn't get soaked in water, and one could just eat them to survive.

The marshal had just undergone surgery and was carried off on a stretcher.

His face was still a little pale, but his spirits were much better than before the surgery.

"Su girl, come open the door. Don't worry if it hasn't arrived yet, we can wait a little longer—"