Northern Jiangsu, temporary settlement.

He Lifeng carried a plastic bag and got into a tent with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Dark green, this is a military tent. Hundreds of millions of people along the coast have been affected by the disaster, and the state has urgently mobilized more than one million armed policemen and dispatched tens of thousands of planes to bring a large amount of supplies to ensure people's daily needs. But it is only the most basic necessities of life.

He Xiaolin lay inside weakly, his eyes were blank, until he saw He Lifeng coming in, he hurriedly got up and shouted, "Brother Feng, what is there to eat?"

He pulled the bag and looked at it, and immediately became weak, "Oh my God, it's instant noodles and luncheon meat again, I'm going to vomit when I work part-time." ”

He Lifeng said angrily: "This luncheon meat is still bought on the black market, do you know how much it costs? ”

He Xiaolin grabbed his head, buried his head in his knees, and said in pain: "How did the world become like this?"

He Lifeng tore open the instant noodles, and Kaba Kaba chewed it so refreshingly. As he ate, he said, "Some instant noodles are good to eat." Have you ever played a wasteland game?"

He Xiaolin said blankly: "Wasteland? What kind of game is that, I haven't played it." ”

"Gotcha, you don't play any tricks, and the inhabitants of the wasteland don't even have instant noodles, so they only catch some mice and gnaw tree bark every day to survive. You now have instant noodles and mineral water to drink, and you can only drink radioactive wastewater in the wasteland. Your present day is nothing short of heaven. ”

He Xiaolin slowly raised his head, watching his father's instant noodle scum flying around, and couldn't help but say, "Brother Feng, will we also become like that?"

He Lifeng said proudly: "Of course not!"

He Xiaolin let out a sigh and his expression relaxed. He Lifeng said insidiously: "Because we are waste materials like us, we can't survive the first level of the wasteland, and we still want to catch mice, you are thinking about fart eating." ”

He Xiaolin's face immediately crossed and pulled the elder, "Brother Feng......"

"Why, when it comes to your sore spots. Do you know what holiday it is?"

"What festival?" He Xiaolin spent a long time in the tent like a decadent otaku.

He Lifeng grabbed him by the placket of his shirt and shouted: "Today is the Spring Festival! It is the New Year! It is the signal that you are twenty years old!"

"From today onwards, you are no longer a child. I have to fight for a better future with my own hands, not like a dead dog waiting for me to get food. ”

He Xiaolin looked at He Lifeng with a hideous expression in horror. He had never seen He Lifeng with such an expression. As a single-parent family, He Lifeng has doted on him since he was a child, plus he has been doing business outside all the year round and rarely goes home, so the two of them have become what they are today.

A few seconds

A few minutes

A quarter of an hour later, He Xiaolin's face slowly became serious, he patted He Lifeng's shoulder, and said word by word: "Brother Feng, no, Dad, I understand." Please let go of your hand. ”

He Lifeng loosened the placket and helped him pull it, so that the clothes that had not been washed for twenty-seven days and exuded a stinky smell were as smooth as possible.

He Xiaolin stood up, raised the curtain of the tent, and looked at the sky outside. His expression was a little frightened, and his right foot was raised, but he did not dare to step forward.

He Lifeng said coldly: "Haicheng is submerged, and our hometown in northern Jiangsu is also submerged. In this world, we don't have a home anymore. ”

Not far away, a flower cannon exploded and rushed into the sky.

All this shows that the Spring Festival is just around the corner.

He Xiaolin hesitated, once he took this step, he would no longer have anything to rely on, and he would become a man of steel step by step.

"Bang!"

A small step for others, or a meaningless step, but for He Xiaolin, it is a sign of a change in life.

He walked out.

Outside the tent is still a tent, and at a glance, there is no edge in sight. The winter in northern Jiangsu is a little cold, but it is only a little cold, about minus 5 degrees, there is a tent to block the wind, basically no one can freeze to death.

He Xiaolin walked for more than ten minutes and ran back.

This is a refugee area, apart from people and tents, tents and people. There are no roaring machines, no assembly line textiles, no business opportunities here.

He returned with an unhappy face and complained: "Brother Feng, Dad, there is no way to make money here, how can I improve my life?"

He Lifeng smiled and said: "You stinky boy, how long have you been out, what can you know? The state has already said that it is necessary to build a sea-shaking embankment by the sea, and looking at that project, it can definitely feed hundreds of millions of people." When the time comes, the two of us will sign up together, and we will definitely be able to eat until the belly is round. ”

Saying that, He Lifeng's face showed a little hope, "Maybe, I can save some wife for your stinky boy." ”

He Xiaolin hesitated a little, and said fearfully: "Go to the construction site?"

As soon as He Lifeng heard his tone, his mind immediately became angry, "Stinky boy, do you still have to pick and choose?" Besides, this causeway is to ensure that we will not be flooded by the sea again, what is your opinion?"

Seeing that He Xiaolin Ming was still a little timid, he sighed, regretting his doting back then, and said, "Don't be afraid. No one is born with hardship. Daddy just do a little more work for you. ”

He Xiaolin looked at He Lifeng, who had a big belly, his eyes couldn't help but be a little moist, and he smiled dryly: "Ha, Dad, it's better for you to lose weight quickly." ”

He Lifeng touched his belly, and he missed those carefree years a few years ago. How did this world become like this?

Night.

The cold wind howled.

The tent was not warm enough, and He Lifeng and his son got into their sleeping bags and curled up. The calories provided by instant noodles have long been depleted, and they only have two feelings at the moment - cold and hungry.

On the second day, when the warm winter sun shone on the tent, the two of them were lazy and had no intention of getting up.

As a refugee, you can receive a portion of food at noon each day. Even when they get up, they have nothing to do.

But today, outside is the roar of machines and the noise of life.

He Xiaolin scolded: "It's all neurotic, and a good sleep can make people sleep unstable." He Lifeng seemed to have a premonition of something, and he got out of the tent with a grunt, and his agile appearance was not commensurate with his figure at all.

He tore open the tent and saw in the distance bulldozers, cranes and other mechanical vehicles rushing towards him like a long line. Just listening to the sound of the vehicle makes people's blood boil.

It's not polluting the air, it's about the arrival of work.

Right next to He Lifeng, a person cried bitterly and shouted, "Don't fucking eat instant noodles anymore." Lao Tzu is going to the construction site. ”

He Lifeng turned his head and got into the tent and shouted, "Hurry up and get up, let's go to the construction site." He said as he quickly put his toothbrush and tea jar into his backpack and carried it on his back.

There is no safety in this doggy camp-like place. If you don't want to lose something, you have to be careful. He put his backpack on his back and dragged He Xiaolin out of the door, when he saw an endless crowd of people surging away.

The construction site is about to start, just on the first day after the New Year.

On the first day of the first lunar month, everything is appropriate.