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"Besides, God, God, or whatever, can decide who lives and who dies. But what we're doing now is only deciding who lives, not who can die. We're not a charity, we're a political organization and we have a purpose. ”

"There's always blood in the process, but it's not caused by us. If you are squatting at home, you will not see it. Anyway, if you don't solve it, everything will go naturally, and you will feel comfortable in your own hearts, but has the world changed? Being a good person may be the initial reason for many of you to join the organization, but if you have this mentality, you can believe in God, Buddhism, or many religions. But obviously, we're not here to do that, and if you can't figure it out, a lot of things are going to be hard to do. To put it mildly, we are destroying the basis of the existence of good people at this time. ”

"As you can see, there are also some local squires who have acts of relief, so they are good people from a certain point of view. But why do you have to have good people? If those grains are owned by the people who work and let them accumulate something, do they need good people so often? If the relief is effective, the organization of people to build water conservancy during the slack time, and the rapid organization of disaster relief in the disaster year, is it possible that more people can survive even if there are not so many good people? ”

"There is no way, we can't do it now, we have to be good people. But what I hope is that one day there will be no time when there are not so many good people, and these people will not die. We're working in that direction step by step, so that's our purpose, not to be a good person. Remember, being a 'good person' at this time is only a stage that we have to go through in order to achieve our goals, not our ultimate goal. ”

"If the ultimate goal is this, I advise you to leave the party to believe in religion and cultivate oneself. Even if we are also doing disaster relief, our ultimate goal is not to be a good person to complete the sublimation of body and mind, complete self-redemption, and complete moral brilliance. ”

"It's hard for everyone to think about it, but I'm a miner, so it's easier to think about it. It's like, no matter how good a mine is, it's not what I want. ”

Everyone was silent, pondering these words, maybe they could figure it out for the time being, but many questions in their hearts still hadn't been solved. The New Mexico Party, which was born out of the Progressive League, even after a split form of purging the party, still has many people who join out of a view of human nature.

This kind of person who wants to make the world a better place out of kindness or based on human modification can easily bear the cruelty of the world when faced with such problems. However, because of the reason beyond the era of productivity, many people who join the organization do so out of this idea, just as most countries with backward productivity understand similar organizations as being a good person, a saint, a puritan, and an ascetic.

Soon, the silent people started a discussion. It's a cruel world out there, and there's a lot to do tomorrow, but this kind of discussion is essential and necessary.

After reaching a consensus of opinion for the time being, the new person in charge smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid, we will continue to be bad guys in a few days, so this discussion is not a waste of time." People, after all, have their own ideas, and you are not for profit or money, but you must conform to everyone's beliefs in order to do these things. ”

With a long sigh, he said, "Read out the committee's discussion decision." This time, the people sent to Wangbei City, as long as they are light and strong, children, and old and weak, do not want them. In other words, even if there are elderly parents, we can't want such people to stay where they are. There is no way, this catastrophe is really beyond our previous expectations, and the reclamation of Wangbei City has just begun, and there is simply not enough food, so we can't save all the people. ”

"There are two reasons for this. If we just want to be a good person, then we can save some of the light and strong organizations to reclaim, and if there is another disaster in the future, we can save more people. Second, if we are not just trying to be a good person, then we should organize and cultivate and teach knowledge, so that in the future we can live more with our hands without so much relief, and it is better to take more light and strong. ”

"Whatever the reason you agree with in your hearts, I hope you can think clearly, firm your thoughts, and firmly believe that we are doing this for the future and for more people."

"If you don't agree, or feel like it's cruel, then stay here if you can keep the doubt but follow the organization's decisions."

"If there are any questions, any opinions, any objections that you don't understand, wait until this is done. If you do not agree and are unwilling to abide by the organization's decision, then we will send you back to Wangbei City, take a boat back, and leave the organization. ”

"Give everyone a night to think about it, and give an answer early tomorrow morning, because this matter is about to be implemented. If there is no other question, let it be dispersed first, and the people who manage the ships and the grain will stay for a small meeting, and the rest of the people will go back and rest, and in a few days there will be more tiring things. ”

The crowd either agreed or disagreed, but decided to abide by the decision of the organization's discussion, and eventually dispersed. The next morning, no one chose to look back at Beicheng, which was a good phenomenon, and some of the people who agreed with it also tried their best to communicate with those who had some opinions in their leisure time.

A few days later, nearly 4,000 people had gathered at the Shaxian relief station, and many more were pouring in this direction. In some parts of the county, there has been a rush of grain grabbing and eating large households, and the county officials have no intention of caring about this matter.

The ships were already waiting in a navigable place downstream, just waiting for the members of the inner group who had organized the miners' petition to organize them to get to the place where they could take the boat without any problems.

This is a very difficult thing for ordinary people, and it is convenient for some military attachés such as generals to not necessarily have such ability, which is a skill.

At the relief stations, it was not easy for the people in charge of propaganda to communicate with the victims. Shaxian speaks a hybrid of northern Fujian or eastern Fujian dialect, and most of the first people who came to Wangbeicheng spoke Hokkien language, although it is not ten miles different sounds, it is not easy to communicate. As a result, some of the effects have been greatly reduced, and some of the overly radical propaganda and agitation cannot be spoken.

Soon, word spread in the relief station about going to Wangbeicheng.

When people start to starve from hunger, the meaningless future and hope of the hungry time becomes heavier than the hungry time, so this is not something that can be solved by a bowl of porridge.

The victims heard that they had been working there for four years, and that they would be paid a lot of money every month, and that after four years, they would be given a piece of land or continue to work.

Some people who have lived in Wangbei City for a year also came forward to say that they were all from last year's group of disaster victims, and some of them whose hometowns were in the mountainous areas of northern Fujian. said some beautiful things as a fellow villager, a close neighbor and other identities that are easy to believe, and these people sent by Chen Jian are also black-haired, black-eyed and yellow-skinned, but there is not much kind of foreign resistance between them, and they are easier to believe.

When the hope of the victims was ignited, some conditions for selection were also introduced: as long as the young and children who are not sick, there are no old people and sick and disabled. If it's a family and there are elderly people, they can only stay here to fend for themselves.

It was Shengmien who fought against Mi, and there might be some opposition, but it was quickly suppressed by the suppression of bamboo poles and sticks.

Most of those who survived the catastrophe were young and strong, and it was difficult for the old, weak, sick and disabled to survive, and there were still few voices of opposition after all.

In a simple log cabin in the relief station, a mother and son frowned. The son was in his twenties, the mother was in his fifties, and the rest of the family died in the flood, and when the son's filial piety really happened, the mother and daughter-in-law fell into the water, and they still chose to save the mother, because this problem cannot be a problem at this time, and values do not allow such a big and perverse problem.

As long as the news of Qingzhuang has been spread for a few days, and the registration and signing of documents are also begining, the son has not registered, and the mother knows what is going on.

"Son, don't complain about others, if it weren't for their relief, we would have starved to death half a month ago. You can't learn from those people to complain. ”

"Mother, look at what you said, I still don't know a good thing? Let's not go to Beicheng, I guess if the weather is good this year, there will be people working in the fields, and we won't starve to death. Let's go back, or go to the county to find something to do and eat. ”

When the son's is comforting his mother, now there are disasters everywhere, where is it so easy to find something to do, he can't do anything else except plant some land, and now a child is only sold for a few dollars, and now he is only an old lady with a rag, even if he escapes from the famine and asks for food, someone must have food.

Even if he can't starve to death for the time being, he can look at the temptation of Beicheng to get a piece of land in a few years, but in fact, he also understands in his heart that this one is in the sky and one in the ground.

The two had talked about it before, fantasizing about a luxury called "Future" after eating a bowl of porridge. Especially after listening to those who have lived in Wangbei City for a year with a local accent, they are full of expectations, and they are a kind of expectation that can be seen and touched.

He felt that he had lived for more than twenty years, and he had never been so close to "hope".

The choice under this "hope" is even more difficult and precious, he chose his mother instead of his own hope, a commendable choice that goes without saying.

After the mother made a decision, when the son took his mother and received three catties of dried sweet potatoes from the relief station, kowtowed to the people at the relief station, and made a rice stick and crutches from a tree branch for his mother, the mother and mother left the relief station.

After walking for a long time, the mother kept praising her son's filial piety, and didn't say anything else, saying it over and over again, as if she wanted to finish all the words of her life.

The pawn said: "Mother, save some effort, talk less, and have to walk a long way." ”

The mother shut up, walked a little more and said, "I'll go and relieve myself." You're waiting here for me. ”

I happened to be tired of walking, so I took out a piece of dried hard, raw rough dried sweet potato, pinched half of it and put it in my mouth, carefully moistened it with saliva, smacking the sweetness inside, and said that when the smacking was no sweet, I chewed it and swallowed it, so that it could last a morning.

Waiting there, chewing, waiting left and right and waiting for the mother to come back, suddenly oops, strange screams, seemed to understand something, didn't care about the dried sweet potatoes spilled all over the ground, and hurriedly ran towards that side.

When the mother has made a hanging rope out of her clothes, she has been hanging on the tree for a long time, and her body has already hardened.

Both of them couldn't read, so the suicide note left by Dang Niang was a thing drawn with branches on the mud on the ground.

The top is pointed, and the bottom is semicircular.

For example, if a bowl of rice is full of rice and it is dry, how can it rise if it is a thin porridge?

For example, a bamboo basket full of rice is so full that it looks like it's about to be spilled.

For example, an ingot, although I have never seen the real one, but I have seen it folded with paper when the dead people in the village have seen it, and it looks like a rough one.

Or, like a ship that sails far away and can go to Wangbei City. Or, like many, many things. But like all that a son can think of, it is hope and the future for the present: to live, if it is possible to eat a bowl of dry rice after living, and then to have a large basket of rice to overflow, when dreaming, you are qualified to dream of an ingot.

But all this, it seems, there is no other choice but to rely on the same boat.