When inland governments accepted these people, they opened public places such as school stadiums, parks, and air-raid shelters.
Fortunately, it is summer vacation and the children are on vacation at home.
Liu Qiaoer took a look at her phone and found that she had been added to the villagers' group by the village chief.
At this time, the group was still very quiet. The heavy rain had no effect on them. Some villagers even posted some square dance videos.
It rained for ten days straight and people in the city couldn't bear it any longer. There was nothing much to report in the foreign news either, as the situation was the same as in China.
The rain lasted too long, coupled with a tsunami, coastal cities were flooded, and emergency evacuation of the people was too slow, and many places began to be flooded.
Some places began to open the gates to release water, and people were forced to leave their homes. The roads also suffered from mudslides, floods and other disasters. There were many casualties, and the whole country was in mourning.
In Liu Qiaoer's village, everything was fine at first, but as the rain lasted for a long time, the villagers began to panic.
Liu Qiaoer used a telescope to see that the road in front of the door had turned into a river. She placed sandbags more than one meter high at the door. Fortunately, the water did not flow back into the yard.
The neighbors are not doing well. Some of the newly built houses are raised, and some old houses have been collapsed by rain.
People passed by the door one after another. The village chief, together with the village committee staff, relocated the people whose houses had collapsed to the large courtyard of the village commune.
Every village has a large courtyard, which is used for performances and meetings on weekdays.
There are empty houses on both sides of the yard and a large stage in the middle.
All weddings or funerals in the village are held in this courtyard.
Now it has become a resettlement site for the village.
The village’s public group began to become lively.
If someone's house is flooded, they will call on everyone to go and rescue. The villagers will be very enthusiastic and respond immediately.
Liu Qiaoer just watched and never said a word in the group.
The village chief was a good man. When he learned that Liu Qiaoer lived here alone, he came to see her almost every day and chatted with her privately.
At first, I told her not to go out to prevent her from getting drowned.
Later I asked if I had contacted the man surnamed Wang.
Liu Qiaoer lied, "I've contacted them. My mother-in-law is in the hospital and my husband is taking care of her. I'll go to the city to see them when the rain stops."
The village chief nodded: "The medical conditions in the city are good, so take your time."
Liu Qiaoer said obediently: "I sent my mother-in-law a WeChat message and she transferred some money. It's okay. It's raining these few days and my husband's company is on holiday. It's just right. I don't have to go to help."
The village chief said, "Then stay at home and call me if you have any difficulties."
At this time, it still depends on financial resources. Those in the village with well-built houses have almost no problems. Those with problems are those with houses that have been in disrepair for a long time, and there are also left-behind elderly people and children.
If it rains for a month straight, it's a disaster.
The city was flooded and residents began to evacuate. The army and various civilian rescue operations were organized to save the people in the city.
And since their village was not flooded, they requested to accept some residents.
The village belongs to the villagers. Although the government has made the requirement, the village chief still has to inform everyone whether they can come and live here.
On this day, when Liu Qiaoer opened the mobile phone group, there were more than a thousand WeChat messages.
The group in the village exploded.
"Not everyone can live in the village. Only relatives of our villagers can live here. Others are not allowed to live here. There is no room."
"That's right. My aunt and her family are still in the city and we haven't been able to contact them. When we do, my house won't be big enough for them, so we'll have to live in the commune compound."
"The first floor of our house was flooded, and now our whole family is on the second floor. There is no room for us. Our relatives are also in the city, and they are waiting for me to contact them in the next few days."
Some elderly people were kinder: "We can accept some people. After all, we are from the same city and we should help each other."
It is imperative to accept the disaster victims. The village chief has no choice but to do the work of the villagers based on the leader's decision.
Fortunately, most of the villagers are kind and agreed to take in some of the people. At the same time, they also asked around where their relatives are now.
Liu Qiaoer's yard is in the second group of the village, the second household in the third row.
It is located in the middle, with neighbors on the left, right, front and back.
The first one is a young couple. The man’s name is Wang Tiejun. He came back from working outside, saved some money to build a new house, and then returned to his hometown to live with his elderly parents. They are bloggers on a certain audio platform.
I grow sweet potatoes at home, and sometimes I broadcast things about my hometown and the countryside to attract attention. I have 500,000 to 600,000 fans, and my monthly income is not high, just a few thousand yuan.
The current flooding in the city has not affected their live broadcast, but the sweet potatoes are not selling well and there are no couriers delivering them.
But they couldn't stand being hungry. Every day Liu Qiaoer could smell the aroma of roasted and boiled sweet potatoes in their home.
On the right is an elderly couple in their fifties or sixties, with a grandson and granddaughter. They are all relatively young. The granddaughter is eight years old and is in the second grade of the village primary school.
The grandson is two years old this year. Apart from working in the fields, the old couple also take care of the child.
The three people in this row are actually three brothers. The first one is the eldest brother, Wang Dazhui, the second one is Liu Mei’s ex-husband’s deceased father, Wang Erzhui, and the third one is the third brother, Wang Sanzhui, also called Uncle Wang San.
Liu Qiaoer doesn't come out often, and they haven't met her many times when she does, but every time, they will greet her warmly.
She is called Tieshan's wife. Liu Mei's ex-husband is called Wang Tieshan.
The wheat was harvested just before the rain, so every household had some wheat and food reserves, and there were also vegetables planted in the yard.
They are all fine. Even if it rains for a long time, as long as the water doesn't flood into the yard, they will not starve to death even if they are locked up for ten days or half a month.
Everyone stayed at home because of the heavy rain, and the situation in the city was bad. Liu Qiaoer didn't go out either, so it didn't feel strange.
No matter what, the village still has to accept the victims from the city.
It was fine at the beginning, but gradually, the food ran out and the residents had nothing to eat and no clean clothes to change into.
The village chief shouted through the village loudspeaker to see if anyone in the village could donate food and clothes.
The rain was still falling, and some families had already moved into the commune courtyard in the village, some from the village and some who had been relocated from the city.
Liu Qiaoer felt that she couldn't stay like this forever, otherwise, when the Internet was disconnected, she would not be able to understand the situation in time and might be forgotten.
Just when the village chief brought people to Liu Qiaoer's home, she signed up to be a volunteer.
He collected some bedding and worn-out clothes left by the crazy woman from home, and also took a box of instant noodles and put them in a box.
"Village chief, these clothes and bedding belong to my mother-in-law. Now she is gone, so I will pack some for them."
After the rain washed through their village, there was not much water accumulation. The village chief rode a tricycle and collected supplies wearing a raincoat.
I was very happy to see Liu Qiaoer taking so many things and giving her food.
"The Tieshan family is indeed a city person, enthusiastic."
Liu Qiaoer smiled and said, "When one side is in trouble, all sides come to its aid. That's the way it should be. By the way, Village Chief, I have nothing to do at home anyway. I can go see if there is anything in the village that needs help. I can go and help."
The village chief thought for a moment and said, "Not for now. I'll call you if I need you."