Rise From the Humble

Dou Mien, rise Miqiu! Reality is so realistic!

When it was time for dinner in the evening, a long line formed early in the kitchen area of ​​the flood refuge area in the northern suburbs. More than 20,000 disaster victims lined up to get food. The long queue was filled with laughter and laughter, and the atmosphere was harmonious. During the days they spent in the flood refuge area, they ate and slept, and slept and ate, not to mention how nourished they were.

However, this harmonious atmosphere of laughter and laughter was broken soon after. The people in the back heard a burst of noise and curses coming from the front. They couldn't help but leaned curiously, stretched their necks and looked forward, and saw A few people in front of the queue started to quarrel with the cook, and they seemed to be very excited.

"What's going on? The person in line in front is sick. What's the fuss about? Hurry up and grab a meal. There's a lot of people waiting behind you."

The people behind could not help but curse loudly, and were very dissatisfied with the people in front.

"That's right, they take care of your food and drink. If you don't say thank you, how can you argue with them? Hurry up and get some food before it's our turn."

The people next to him followed suit.

"Oh, that's not right. Are you listening? Something is wrong."

The person in front of them moved his ears, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned his head and said to the two of them.

"What's wrong? Are you listening? Sangouzi, what are you listening to? Come on and tell us, don't be so pretentious. You have the sharpest ears in our village. If someone has a quarrel or something, you A dog knows exactly what he says!"

The two people behind couldn't help but push Sangouzi and urged him repeatedly.

"I heard the man in front of me scolding the cook for being a scheming maggot and depriving us of our food! Originally, we were not allowed to receive two wotou and a pickled wild vegetable dumpling. Did we drink enough porridge?! This time we only gave one wotou. A bowl of porridge and a thin strip of pickled vegetables! The man in front started working with the cook."

Sangouzi's ears are really sharp. He listened to all the scoldings in front of him and learned from the two of them.

"What?! One wotou and one bowl of porridge! It's too dark for a dog's sake!" The two people behind couldn't help but cursed excitedly when they heard this. They couldn't accept that the food had changed from two wotou and one bowl of porridge. With a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun, they had long forgotten that just now they were scolding the people in front of them for being ungrateful.

Soon, the entire flood shelter area was filled with curses.

The team was also in chaos. The excited victims jumped out of the team and surrounded the place where they were preparing meals, shouting curses.

"Fuck you! I'll tell you again, this is what I said above, not that I'm greedy for your steamed buns! Besides, during the current disaster, I'd be thankful to have a bite to eat, let alone a steamed bun. It’s just a bowl of porridge! I won’t charge you any money, so why are you still unsatisfied?”

The cooks who prepared the food were blushing and scolding each other, but they were quickly drowned out by the scoldings of the victims.

"Bah! The government has so much food. If they give us one more wotou and let us drink one more bowl, we will die!"

"You are so evil! Even our home is evil!"

The victims were shouting curses, and their saliva almost drowned the cooks.

Liu Dianli, the subordinate in charge of the Beijiao Flood Refuge Area, came forward to explain, but was also scolded with a bloody nozzle.

At the critical moment, Zhu Pingan appeared and took control of the situation. Zhu Ping'an was wearing official uniform, followed by Liu Mu, Liu Dadao and other officers. Seeing Zhu Pingan's arrival, the yelling victims instantly became quiet. In feudal society, this era of strict hierarchy, ordinary people were naturally afraid of officials.

"Fellows and fellow villagers, this is a last resort. It's not that they are greedy. The current floods last for a long time and the damage is widespread. The court's rescue will take time, and our county government has limited food. For a long-term solution, we have to temporarily reduce your food. Our county government is also looking for ways to solve the food problem. When the food problem is solved, we will not only let you eat well, but also let you eat well. We also ask you to be patient for a few days." Zhu Ping'an stood in the middle of the crowd and bowed his hands to everyone. Explained to everyone.

Zhu Pingan has a high status in the minds of the people in Jingnan, and his image is also very good. After Zhu Pingan explained, the local people in Jingnan basically stopped, but people who fled from other places did not buy it very much.

"Of course, if you can't accept it, you can leave at any time. My Jingnan gate is open to welcome you, and I don't close the door to confine you." Zhu Pingan glanced at those people and said lightly.

leave? ! Wouldn’t that mean we wouldn’t even have food to eat! The refugees who fled suddenly did not dare to say anything.

As a result, the situation in the northern suburbs flood refuge area stabilized, and people lined up to get food again.

Once the order was stabilized, Zhu Pingan led Liu Dadao and others to leave and go to the next flood refuge area.

"Bah! These officials talk so loudly about limited food and long-term solutions. Bah! We pay for the food every year. Those in the county government who have a lot of food are fed to rats, and those who have a lot of money are rusty. Can they give us a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge? It’s not because of the evil intentions of the officials. The food saved goes into their own pockets!"

A refugee who came from the disaster received a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge, and cursed while eating.

"What are you talking about? Our county magistrate is not that kind of person." After hearing this, the local victims said to him.

"Hey, what I said is wrong. Hehe, we have just come here. You are telling us how good your county magistrate is, how he loves the people like a son, and how he has a breeze on his sleeves. You are just as talkative as if Bao Qingtian was still alive. Now, the county government has so much food, and even half of the cornbread and rice porridge are black! What else is there to say!" The fleeing victims sneered and choked.

"Well, didn't you listen to what our county magistrate said? Let us be patient for a few days. When the food problem is solved, we will not only be full, but also eat well." The local victims were somewhat lacking in confidence. After all, there were fewer steamed buns and porridge. It was the truth, and they couldn't deny it.

"Come on, just listen to these promises made by officials, don't take them seriously. How many days will it take to solve the food problem? And let us have enough to eat?! Eat well?! All the crows in the world are as black as black!" The fleeing victims sneered. , I don’t believe it at all.

There are many such voices in the flood refuge area. Most of them are victims from other places, and there are fewer local victims in Jingnan.

Until evening, there were constant curses in the five major flood refuge areas.

On the second day, when the victims discovered that not only the food standards had been lowered, but also the meals had been reduced from three meals a day to two meals a day, there were even more curses in the flood refuge area. Not only the refugees from other places cursed, but also the Some local victims also joined in.

If the flood avoidance areas had not learned yesterday's lessons and organized government officials in advance to maintain order, otherwise the order in the flood avoidance areas would have been out of control.