After entering the inner room, Liu Qiaoer understood why Cui Bohao was calling her so anxiously.
**There is a person lying there, not knowing whether he is dead or alive
Liu Qiaoer went forward to check, and heard Cui Bohao flipping through the roster and saying, "Wang Cheng, he is 63 years old this year. He has two sons, neither of whom are around. His wife died more than ten years ago, and he lives alone. Before the poisonous fog, he followed the village chief to help."
Liu Qiaoer reached out to feel the vein on his neck and shook her head gently: "He's dead. He must have been dead for two or three days. Although it's cold, the room is still warm. There are corpse spots."
Cui Bohao sighed, removed him from the roster, and sent a message to Wang Zhaolin: "Wang Chengjia from the first team has five bags of wheat and a body. Come and clean it up when you have time."
The cleaning mainly involves moving all their belongings upstairs, leaving only bedding, beds, stools and other items for the refugees who are going to move in.
Their house is empty, but their family members are still living abroad, so it is not appropriate to touch other people's things. This is the rule of the village chief: even if the house is occupied, the things cannot be taken away.
Then they went to the next house.
They knocked on the door and a boy about ten years old ran out and started crying as soon as he saw them.
"My mother has had a fever for several days. Can you please save her?"
Liu Qiaoer went in and took a look. The woman was in her thirties and looked a bit weathered. She was obviously a worker in the village. Her face was red and her lips were purple, typical symptoms of being eroded by the poisonous fog.
When he came, the village chief gave the remaining medicine to Liu Qiaoer and asked her to treat the patient.
She took the woman's pulse and left some medicine for her to clear lung heat and reduce inflammation.
"Go get some water and make sure to feed these medicines to your mother. If she can swallow them, her illness will get better. I'll come back to check on her tomorrow. If she can't swallow them, she may not be able to survive."
At this time, medical conditions were limited, and Liu Qiaoer could not be discovered, so she tried her best to treat the patient within her ability.
There were still a lot of Chinese herbs in the space, and she gave some to the child.
They were the only ones left in the whole yard, mother and son. There was no food at home, only half a box of instant noodles, which could last them for two days.
Cui Bohao recorded their family situation in detail and left.
At noon, when the sun came out, the poisonous fog dissipated a lot, and many people came out to breathe some fresh air. After all, burning charcoal in the house could also cause poisoning.
Liu Qiaoer and her team spent the whole morning counting a large group of people. When they arrived at the last family, they found that they had a large family, including an old man, a young couple and a seven-year-old son.
But the wife was pregnant and the situation was not very good.
There was no food left at home, so Cui Bohao asked someone to send them a box of instant noodles, and Liu Qiaoer gave the wife a bottle of vitamins from the space.
"I bought this when I was preparing to get pregnant. Now that I can't find your uncle, I can't use it. You can eat it first."
The young wife was very grateful and took Liu Qiaoer into the house to see her mother-in-law's body.
"He's been dead for several days. I think he died from charcoal burning. My father-in-law also fainted. Fortunately, he was rescued in time and has recovered. Please take him away when you have time."
There is no need to be sad at this time. There is no food and people are freezing to death outside. The most important thing is to stay alive.
At noon, the village chief prepared noodles without salt, but with instant noodle seasoning packets, which was bland and tasteless.
Liu Qiaoer really didn't want to suffer, so she went home and ate a box of braised pork rice, which was so delicious that she felt stronger.
After a half-hour break at noon, just when Liu Qiaoer and Cui Bohao were about to count the number of people, a group of people came from the village.
There are armed police officers and soldiers, as well as many ordinary people.
Two large trucks drove over and Lu Ming jumped out of the truck.
"Hello, Village Chief Wang." He was the first to shake hands with Village Chief Wang. He glanced around and saw Liu Qiao'er. He nodded to her and said, "Village Chief, the first batch of disaster victims has been sent to you. Please make arrangements for them."
Liu Qiaoer also nodded to Lu Ming, and saw the people on the truck jumping off one by one. Everyone was wearing bulky clothes, hats, and scarves, with only their eyes showing, and their faces were unrecognizable.
After greeting Lu Ming and the others, the village chief took the list from Lu Ming.
"Two hundred people in total? That many?"
There are less than two hundred people left in the village, and with these people, the village chief is worried that there will not be enough supplies.
Lu Ming: "Well, there are fifty people here, and the rest will arrive one after another. Don't worry, the supplies will arrive soon."
The village chief asked them to come to the village commune compound first, rest for a while and wait for accommodation to be allocated.
Liu Qiaoer and Cui Bohao continued to go to the next team to take roll call and clean the houses.
The time is longer in the afternoon, and there are also enthusiastic, young and strong volunteers among these people, so the speed is much faster.
By the evening, the first group of people had basically been settled.
There are still villagers living in the village, but no one has been arranged to move in yet. There are only empty houses, and almost every room is occupied by six people, three men, three women, and the children are living with their families.
The only supplies that were cleared were wheat. Although it had not been husked yet, it still weighed six pounds for six people. We distributed it to everyone and asked them to figure out how to cook it.
The only mill in the village was flooded and broken, but there were stone mills. Although there were not many, they could be used. There was strength in numbers. After all, this was the only food we had, so no one could be picky.
As for heating, the village chief asked them to find something to keep warm in the room, but be careful not to set the house on fire.
If the house was occupied, they would have nowhere to go.
The first place we were arranged to live in was a courtyard where no one in the family had survived, meaning that all the family members were gone and only the courtyard was left.
They were busy until after nine o'clock. Just when the village chief asked everyone to go back and rest and come back tomorrow, Lu Ming's convoy brought another group of people, still fifty in total, and also a group of supplies.
Instant noodles and water, as well as miscellaneous biscuits and snacks, looked like something you would grab from a supermarket.
Some supermarkets are on the fourth and fifth floors of shopping malls and were not flooded when it rained. Although all the goods were looted in the early stage, they still have warehouses. When the armed police arrive at the warehouses, they will be in charge.
There was no way to rest, so the village chief arranged for them to move in. At the same time, each of them received two bags of instant noodles and a bottle of water.
Lu Ming watched Liu Qiaoer helping the village chief with his work in an orderly manner, and his clear eyes flashed. They hadn't spoken at noon, and he didn't speak this time either.
A lingering look flashed in his eyes, and he got in the car and went back.
After finishing the work, it was already twelve o'clock. Liu Qiaoer moved her neck, feeling very tired.
She glanced at Cui Bohao's messy hair and said, "It's not comfortable for you, a kid from another place, to live here. Otherwise, why don't you move to my place? At least you can take a hot bath."
Cui Bohao is a recent college graduate from the city, and he hasn’t experienced much hardship.
He didn't expect that he would suffer such a natural disaster just after coming to the village as a cadre. He had no choice but to stay.
He temporarily lived in the courtyard of the village committee. Later, the village chief felt sorry for him living alone and let him live in his home, but there was no separate room in the village chief's home.
He slept with the village chief's eldest grandson.
He also knew that Liu Qiaoer's family was well-off, so he smiled innocently and nodded in agreement.
"Can I? I'll pack my things and move to your place."