As soon as the words fell, the masses were unwilling.

"No, I said you guys are not wrong, on such a cold day, you let everyone come out and freeze?"

"That's right, my old man is paralyzed, how can I come to get it in person."

"It's too inhumane, didn't you already check the population last time, why do you have to go there in person."

"Tell me that it should be delivered to the door, dressed like this, I have to move downstairs."

A group of people clamored and demanded an explanation from the government.

The staff probably expected this situation a long time ago, and they didn't explain it immediately, just waiting for everyone to finish arguing.

Anyway, it wasn't him who was standing below and being blown by the cold wind.

It didn't take long for the noise of the crowd to subside.

There is no other reason, it is so cold, and now I just want to get the supplies and hurry home to drill the quilt.

Some obedient people left the group early and went home to call for someone.

"We have no choice in this decision, in the morning in the Nansheng community, we found that many family members have passed away, and they still receive government materials, so for the sake of fairness, all the materials will be collected by me in person in the future."

After hearing this, everyone looked different.

Some people's faces are as green as eating flies, and they are poked.

The crowd dispersed at once, and they went home to shake their heads.

Shen Shaoyu went up to find Yang Yujun and came down, while Lin Wanqiao and Liu Jian'an hid in the corridor and waited.

More than 20 minutes later, people returned one after another.

Now the situation of each household is clear.

Lin Wanqiao saw that there was an old man who had been paralyzed for many years lying on the bed.

There are also babies who are still swaddling, stuffed inside their mother's clothes, wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside, revealing only a handful of hair on the top of their heads.

802 only came down to four people.

Li Guifen's son Zhang Tiezhu, daughter-in-law Jiang Cuicui, and grandson Zhang Qiuqiu and granddaughter Zhang Yanan.

Zhang Yanan held his younger brother Qiuqiu's hand, and his whole face was sallow. Even though she was wrapped in several layers of clothes, she could see the thin figure under the clothes. In contrast, the situation with Qiuqiu is much better.

Li Guifen didn't come.

No, it's not that it didn't come.

Lin Wanqiao and Liu Jian'an understood at once.

Li Guifen is afraid that it will be gone.

If you observe carefully, Lin Wanqiao will find that in their building, there are not many older ones left.

The notoriously scathing Mrs. Yu didn't come.

Zhao Kongyang also came down with his son in his arms, but his mother-in-law did not come.

The little girl of 701 gritted her teeth and moved step by step with her paralyzed boyfriend on her back, and her feet slipped and almost rolled down the stairs.

Lin Wanqiao and Liu Jian'an watched coldly and sighed.

The most surprising thing is that Luo Yaqin from 1601 did not come.

Hu Mingui was followed by the dull and silent Hu Tingting, her face was lifeless, like an emotionless marionette, and she did not have the vivid appearance of going out to find supplies together at that time.

Yang Yujun also followed Shen Shaoyu down.

She also noticed the abnormality of 802, but was stunned for a moment, and did not react otherwise.

"It's all here, according to the floor number from low to high, one household at a time to get it."

This time, the supplies are still corn, only corn.

Lin Wanqiao obviously felt that the government had begun to be powerless, and the relief food was being distributed less and less each time, and the interval was longer and longer.

After the staff finished distributing the supplies, they said to everyone: "The next distribution time will be in a month." ”

"Ahh One month! That's what you told us to hold out for a month! ”

"God, how to live!"

"This corn is only a pound! Not for a week. ”

"Quiet!" The staff held a megaphone, "There are corn seeds in the supplies distributed every time, the government's capacity is limited, I hope you can support yourself and don't always rely on outsiders." ”

"And. If someone in the family has passed away, they can come here to register, and a car will be sent to the door to deal with it and be cremated collectively. His eyes sharpened as he surveyed the crowd below, "Voluntary. But kindly remind you that if you don't deal with it this time, you won't send someone to come back later. ”

What can be done if it is not voluntary, and people dissolve in place in frustration.

Yang Yujun was still standing in place, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lin Wanqiao went up and grabbed her hand.

Yang Yujun looked at Lin Wanqiao and stopped talking.

"Jojo ......"

Just now, Zhang Tiezhu's family received the supplies and left, without going to register.

Lin Wanqiao remembered Li Guifen's request in 802 before.

"Grandma, let's go, let's go have a look."

The four of them arrived at the door of 802, and the gate was closed.

They knocked for a full ten minutes before Zhang Tiezhu came to open the door.

Seeing Lin Wanqiao and the others, Zhang Tiezhu was obviously a little panicked.

"Y-What are you doing?"

Lin Wanqiao got straight to the point: "My grandma has something to do with Grandma Li." ”

Zhang Tiezhu stammered: "My mother is here, sleeping, if there is anything, just tell me." ”

"Grandma Li is sleeping?" Lin Wanqiao sneered, "Sleep, the supplies won't go down to get it, do you believe this?" ”

"What's your business!"

Yang Yujun persuaded with good words: "Zhuzi, if your mother is, if she is no longer there, she will always be buried in the ground, we have no malicious intentions, but Gui Fen asked me to ...... for her before" Yang Yujun never said the words "Collect the body for her."

After all, an old friend for many years, Yang Yujun endured the choking in his throat and continued: "You let us take a look, if you are troublesome, we will do the rest for you." ”

Zhang Tiezhu was a little loose when he heard this.

At this time, Jiang Cuicui walked quickly, saying that she was going to drive people out.

"Let's go, we don't need it."

Lin Wanqiao took advantage of the two of them and Yang Yujun to pull and rush towards Li Guifen's room.

Jiang urged behind him and screamed: "Don't! ”

But it was already late, Lin Wanqiao opened the door of the room.

Li Guifen's body was presented in front of her like this.

It's hard to describe what kind of corpse it was.

There was no trace of fat in the exposed skin, only a layer of skin clinging to the bones, as if it had been left in the desert for a week and then air-dried.

Li Guifen's mouth was slightly open, and her eyes were staring at the ceiling, as if she was unwilling and regretful.

Lin Wanqiao stepped forward and lifted the quilt covering Li Guifen's body.

The body under the quilt is not much better, and the whole stomach has completely sunken.

Jiang Cuicui and the others ran over, and when they saw Lin Wanqiao, they had already seen the corpse, and they were a little weak-hearted, and they were still explaining.

"We came to see my mother the next day after the cooling, and that's it, she, she was frozen to death."

Can freezing freeze all the fat?

People are obviously starving to death!

Lin Wanqiao suddenly looked back at Zhang Tiezhu, her eyes were sharp, and the latter dodged his eyes and didn't dare to look directly at him.

Yang Yujun sighed.

"Hey, Zhuzi, don't say anything else, Auntie won't say anything else, let your mother be in the ground."

Seeing that they did not investigate the cause of Li Guifen's death, Zhang Tiezhu hurriedly agreed.

"Okay, okay, I'll go down and register right away."

On the way home, Yang Yujun was a little absent-minded and almost stepped on the air several times.

Lin Wanqiao didn't know what to say, so she could only hold her hand silently.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the corpse collection car arrived downstairs.

Zhang Tiezhu obediently sent Li Guifen downstairs, and Jiang Cuicui followed behind and called 'Mom' one by one, crying like a tearful person.

Lin Wanqiao watched in the corridor as the staff carried Li Guifen down.

After a while, I came up again and reached the 16th floor.

This time, they knocked on the door of 1601.