Chapter 135: Arrangements for Disaster Victims

Chen Anan then dealt with all the wounded in the team, and by the time she finished dealing with them, four or five hours had passed.

The heavy rain has stopped.

The millet porridge had already been boiled, and everyone had a pot in their kettle.

Chen Anan also got a pot, which was specially sent to her by the little comrade.

Due to Chen An'an's timely and appropriate treatment, many people are now in a much better situation.

There were some broken arms and legs, all of which had been bandaged and even had bones attached.

Many people are grateful to Chen An'an, there is a lack of medicine at this time, and everyone is in pain on the road.

With Chen An'an's moment, no matter whether it is good or not, I always feel that it is much lighter than just now.

Chen Anan drank the hot rice soup and felt that his dizzy head was much better.

The rain stopped, and everyone continued on their way, and finally arrived in the county before the next morning.

All the wounded were taken to the hospital, and the remaining victims were all housed in the county library, guest house and school.

Although the county town is small, it is always necessary to resettle these victims.

A lot of people lay on the floor.

Chen Anan didn't go to the guest house, she is Fu Huai'an's daughter-in-law, and she must carry forward her style here, and she must be high-spirited, which must be done.

Regardless of whether she benefits from Fu Huai'an or not, she must set an example, especially the current disaster victims.

So all the places in the guest house were given to the old and weak women and children in need, and she, like the rest of the victims, was arranged in the library.

The lobby on the first floor of the prefectural library has become a place for them, and the ground floor of the hall is completely devoid of concrete, so they can basically lay on the floor with a mattress.

More than 3,000 people were affected this time.

The number of people displaced by the disaster is almost 7,000 people, which means that 1,000 people need to be resettled.

Chen An'an: These are just part of the placement.

Like other victims, Chen An'an was given a mattress and a quilt before being placed in the library.

At this time, she, Fu Mingyue and Mrs. Fu shrank in the corner, taking the family as a unit, they gathered together, and they couldn't be separated if they wanted to be separated at this time.

Three mattresses are laid out together to form a large bunk, on which three people sit.

Fu Huai'an hadn't appeared since he left, and he didn't have time to greet them.

Coincidentally, next door to them was the mother and her family who delivered the baby last time.

The mother was lying on her stomach at this moment, covered with a quilt, and her face was sallow and pale.

Although lying in his arms, he still holds a small baby.

The child was always crying and sick, not loud, but it was a whimpering sound like a kitten, and it was still humming and chirping all night.

Chen Anan listened on the sidelines, and always felt that this kid didn't seem to be very good.

Theoretically, she should be sent to the county hospital for a check-up, and I don't know why the mother didn't go to the guest house.

It stands to reason that mothers like her and newborn babies should be arranged there.

There were only three little girls beside the woman, and the old lady and the man were basically not here.

Only when it's time to eat will come back.

At this time, the government is helping the victims, so it is impossible to manage two meals a day, and three meals a day.

Meals at 10 a.m. and 3 p.m. are basically cornmeal batter or white flour soup.

One person will hand out a cornmeal steamed bun, and sometimes there will be a little shredded pickles.

No one is picky at this time, after all, they are now disaster victims, and the government's food has been properly settled.

In fact, these meals are much better than their own homes, and people can't even afford to eat this.

It's time to eat.

The gong sounded again, and everyone hurriedly got up to line up, for fear that the line would be late, and there would be one less bite to receive it by themselves.

All three floors of the library were filled with victims.

Almost 800 people were accommodated.

Chen Anan and Fu Mingyue got up to get the food.

The government issued a numbered plate representing one's identity, and one was given to each person when he received a meal.

It is usually a bowl of porridge with a steamed bun.

There are special staff who will maintain order, everyone queues quietly, and no one is engaged in cutting in line.

Mingyue and Chen Anan took the lunch box and came back with the food.

I made three bowls of porridge, plus three steamed buns, and a pinch of shredded pickles.

Today's meal was hearty.

The cornmeal steamed bun is considered a two-way noodle, which is already very surprising.

Chen Anan sat in his position holding a lunch box, and he couldn't eat it for a while.

The last pie she bought was actually quite a few in the storage cabinet.

The last time I found out that the number of purchases I bought was about 20, and I couldn't buy anything more than 20.

There were a lot of people at the time, so she used two chances in one go and bought 40 pies.

In order not to make everyone feel that they have enough food in their hands, there is no way, so they can only give half a pie to one person at a time.

Who would have thought that it would take less than a day for them to be rescued, so they still have more than 20 pies in their hands.

Chen An'an found that there were only five storage compartments after shopping, which took up more than each storage compartment, and he couldn't store things next time.

In order to free up storage space, I had to find a way to eat the pie.

I can't eat pies openly, so I eat them every time I find an opportunity to go outside for a spin.

Basically, she will leave her own rations for Mingyue, Mingyue, this girl has a lot of food.

Mingyue and the old lady have one meal, even if they eat five steamed buns, it is not enough.

As usual, she still put the food aside, and only drank half a bowl of porridge for a while, and returned the rest to Mingyue.

At this moment, only the cry from the side was heard, and everyone looked up involuntarily.

I saw the little girl kneeling in front of the old lady.

"Grandma, please give my mother something to eat!

My mother has no milk, and my little sister is screaming with hunger.

I don't have to eat, grandma, you can give my mother a bite. ”

The old lady impatiently overturned the little girl,

"You money-loser, just like your mother who has been cut a thousand times.

Why do you still want to eat from the old lady's mouth?

gave birth to a money-losing goods, and ate and ate and fart. ”

"That money-losing goods, starved to death and pulled down, just saved our family's rations."

With a fierce look on her face, the old lady drank all the porridge in the lunch box in her hand in one bite, turned around and left with steamed buns and pickles.

When the man saw that his mother was gone, he immediately picked up his lunch box, left with steamed buns, and kicked the little girl away.

He didn't even glance at the three children on the ground.

The little girl cried and hugged her two younger sisters. Each of them had only a small nest, and that piece of the nest was not as big as a mother's finger.

The three of them couldn't eat enough, let alone their mother and sister.

Grandma and father it was really ready to starve mother and sister.

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