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Time flies, and before you know it, it's another day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sun had risen, and a warm glow poured down from the hills, staining the makeshift settlement of Xiaopanshan Village golden.

The warriors all got up.

At this moment, the battalion commander is doing a simple ideological mobilization for everyone.

After assigning the task last night, Su Qin is no longer strong and monopolistic, and he is no longer so domineering, no longer so strong, it seems that he has changed back to the original Su Qin that everyone likes.

Regarding today's task, he discussed it with the battalion commander last night.

I was busy saving people a few days ago, but from today onwards, it's time to focus on rebuilding after the disaster!

The road outside has not yet been dug up, and the people from outside still cannot enter, so everything can only be done by the soldiers and the villagers themselves.

Everyone originally thought that the disaster in Xiaopanshan Village was serious, but later learned about it by radio, only to find that Xiaopanshan Village can only be regarded as medium, and the disaster in the county town is the most serious, where there are many people, high-rise buildings have almost collapsed, and the rescue is quite difficult.

So at this moment, the higher-level departments don't have much energy to take care of scattered places like Xiaopanshan Village, except for airdropping some necessary supplies, they are already busy paying attention to here.

You have to rely on yourself for everything.

These days everyone is snuggled up in two tents, one for men and one for women, but obviously, this is not sustainable.

Therefore, from today onwards, we must implement the construction of the housing project as soon as possible, and try to build a tent for each villager.

The relevant supplies have been airdropped by the military, and now the problem is to organize everyone to tow them back and then choose a construction site.

"Su Qin, I have already organized the soldiers to pull supplies, and now the question is, where should these tents be built." The battalion commander asked.

Su Qin said while observing the entire village: "I'm not sure yet, let's go, let's ask the old people in the village." ”

The two of them found an old man in his sixties in the village, and looked around the village under the leadership of the old man, and finally, Su Qin pointed to a place and asked the old man next to him: "Old man, how is it here?" ”

The old man smiled and nodded: "It's good." ”

"Here?" The battalion commander was stunned.

To tell you the truth, the conditions here are not good, the terrain is not flat, and it is a bit far from the water intake point, if it were him, he would not choose this place.

However, when the soldiers called a few representatives of the villagers to come and see, everyone gave a thumbs up: "Comrade of the People's Liberation Army, you are really discerning, this is the best feng shui treasure in our village!" ”

"Good! That's it! Su Qin made a decision.

"Feng Shui treasure? What do you mean? The battalion commander found an opportunity and asked Su Qin in a low voice.

"Rural people are a little superstitious, talking about feng shui, you see, the orientation here is very good, the sun can almost shine throughout the day, and you see the layout here ......"

Su Qin said something, but the battalion commander Wang Mo was confused and couldn't understand it at all.

Su Qin continued: "Although it is not convenient to get water here, we can take it over, it is nothing, and the terrain here is slightly sloping, just suitable for drainage, and the rainy season will come in a few days......"

The battalion commander looked at Su Qin in a daze, and 10,000 horses rushed by in his heart: "Hey-this guy-how can he even understand feng shui!" ”

Choose the location, then it's time to plan.

In this regard, Su Qin also understands a little bit, each household should have a space, there must be a gap in the front and back, ventilation must be maintained, and drainage ditches must be built, because the rainy season may come after a while.

In addition, a toilet is built near every 20 households, separate for men and women.

Of course, it is also necessary that someone sprays the disinfectant every day to ensure that there are no infectious diseases.

The management of water is also very important, where to pick it up, where to receive it, there are particulars, rural people will often fight over a small matter, these hidden dangers must be eliminated in the bud.

Of course, Su Qin is not an expert in these things, but he has experienced the Wenchuan earthquake in his previous life, participated in the rescue, and has seen and heard a lot, so he knows a little more.

When rescuing people, many people in the village could not participate, but the post-disaster reconstruction mobilized all the necessary people, regardless of men, women and children, Su Qin asked for assignments, unless the injury was too serious to move.

Let people move, don't be idle, this is a very critical part of post-disaster reconstruction, otherwise once idle, all kinds of psychological problems will follow.

Even for children of seven or eight years old, Su Qin assigned tasks to them, such as picking up garbage, pouring water for the soldiers, and handing things to adults.

Watching their home gradually go from nothing to a little rudimentary, everyone's hearts slowly recovered a little bit of vitality.

All the fighters were assigned to each family, some of them had thin families, and Su Qin also deliberately assigned a few more to ensure that each family was lively.

Of course, the matter of setting up tents to rebuild homes can only come one by one, which ones are first, which ones are last, Su Qin discussed with the battalion commander, as well as the village chief, and a few other respected old people in the village.

From the time the sun rises to the time it sets, it seems to be just a blink of an eye.

When Su Qin raised his head, the sun had already set.

"Battalion commander." Su Qin found Wang Mo and patted him.

The two men came to a place where no one was around.

"Battalion commander, which of these soldiers are good at literature and art?" Su Qin asked directly.

"Literary talent?" The battalion commander was stunned for half a day and didn't react.

"It's getting dark, and the night is the saddest time for the affected people, so we can't let them stop, and I thought about it, the best way is to organize people to give them a show, and even try to get them involved."

The battalion commander looked at Su Qin blankly: "This guy is really an expert!" You can imagine it! ”

Stunned, he said: "These soldiers don't seem to have any literary and artistic cells, it seems that only black charcoal can sing a few words, and the others ......"

He scratched his head, but he couldn't remember who could sing and dance.

Su Qin was also a little helpless, the clever woman was embarrassed to cook without rice, after thinking about it, he said: "Forget it, then everyone will come to one, you tell everyone, tell everyone to think about the show they perform while working, it's really not good, even go up and jump twice, there is only one requirement, you must be able to make the villagers laugh, the more you laugh, the better, if you really can't think of it, come to me, I will help him design!" ”

The battalion commander's face suddenly became bitter: "Everyone wants to perform? I want it too! ”

"Of course, you are the battalion commander, and you should take the lead!"

"But...... I won't! ”

"If you think about it again, it's really not good, so you go up and do a set of punches, don't they say that you have a good fight?"

The battalion commander's face became more and more bitter: "Punching? Boxing can also make the villagers laugh? ”

After a moment, he chased after him: "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to chop a bamboo, make a bamboo flute, and tonight I'm going to light a bonfire in front of the tent, make a bonfire, and take everyone to dance and ........"

Yes?

The battalion commander is stupid!

Make a bamboo flute?

Throwing a bonfire?

Still dancing?