Xia Han's temples jumped, and his face immediately changed: "What did you say?" ”

When the driver saw her reaction, he was surprised and said, "Miss, you shouldn't have any relatives there, right?" I advise you not to go, or wait for the limelight to pass before going, after all, at this juncture, everyone is afraid of being involved......"

"Master driver, hurry, go to the northern suburbs immediately!"

The taxi stopped at the Ankang intersection at a galloping speed, Xia Han jumped out of the car, and was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him, although he had been prepared for listening to the words of the driver's master, and deliberately searched for the news of the past two days on the way here, but saw with her own eyes that the "AK Market", which was still lively half a month ago, was reduced to a ruin overnight, and the impact on her heart was not small.

Ignoring the kind advice of the driver behind her, she ran into the ruins without punching her feet, and ran straight to the low bungalow at the end of Ankang Road.

"Aunt Fu? Aunt Fu? Xia Han clasped her hands into a trumpet shape to look for people everywhere, she couldn't imagine where the old woman who was nearly fifty years old would go after she left this only remaining place to live.

The shouting alarmed the guards guarding the construction site, and a pot-bellied man came out of nowhere, sleepy-eyed and shouted: "What are you shouting early in the morning, there is no one here, I need to find someone to go to a temporary shelter in the suburbs." ”

Xia Han was stunned, watching the man yawn and go back to the tent to sleep, she held back the sourness in her heart, turned around and ran in the direction of the shelter.

The driver behind him ran over panting: "Miss, your things are still in the car." ”

The taxi stopped in front of the shelter, Xia Han paid, and hurriedly ran inside with his things, as soon as he entered the door, he saw that the entire shelter was a mess, all kinds of luggage were piled up on the ground, there were too many people, there were not enough rooms, some people simply spread the futon and slept on the ground, and there were people sitting or standing or lying around, these people were all dazed or desperate or sad expressions, Xia Han grabbed a girl who looked like a staff member and asked: "Is Fu Meifang here?" ”

The girl seemed to be distracted by the messy work in the shelter, and glanced at Xia Han: "What rich and poor Meifang, I don't know, find it yourself!" ”

After eating a closed door, Xia Han had to tell herself to calm down and find it herself, Aunt Fu was alone, no relatives, she was old again, she couldn't read a single big word, she could only follow these people to the shelter, she wouldn't go far.

Xia Han went to those secluded corners to find it, Aunt Fu was old and frail, and it was impossible to compete with those people for a position with better conditions, and the most likely thing was to be squeezed into a dark and damp corner.

The small shelter, Xia Han searched back and forth three times before finding the old man curled up in a ball in the innermost corner - but I haven't seen her for half a month, her originally gray temples are completely white, the expression on her face is vicissitudes and despair, her expression is withered, her empty eyes flashed when she saw Xia Han, Xia Han's throat choked, and tears almost fell: "Aunt Fu......"