The village chief glanced at him and quickly said to him: "Your grandson was rescued this morning. Don't worry, we are here to rescue you now."
Unfortunately, after they carried the person out of the rubble, he was already dead.
Liu Qiaoer asked: "Where is his grandson? Why is he the only one at home?"
The village chief shook his head helplessly: "When we came to rescue him in the morning, his grandson was crushed to death. The child was sleeping at the time, and the prefabricated panels on the roof directly crushed him. We didn't dare to tell him."
He had been holding on until now by relying on a little bit of hope, but unfortunately, they arrived too late and he was no longer able to survive.
Liu Qiaoer's eyes turned red: "Where are his family members?"
Village chief: "Both sons are working, the youngest son just got married, this is the eldest son's child, and they just renovated their house two years ago. Alas, it's not as good as our old wooden house."
Liu Qiaoer stood at a distance and took a look. Their house was newly built, so it should be very sturdy. There were three rooms in a row, with corner rooms on both sides.
Coincidentally, a large rock rolled down from the mountain and hit their house at the corner. The beam broke and hit the sleeping child and the grandfather who was watching the child at the door. The other houses were intact.
Sometimes that's just fate.
The last family was very lucky. Their house was also a renovated one, and it was seven or eight years old. There were four rooms in a yard, all of which collapsed, leaving only the last small room intact.
The old lady in the house and her one and a half year old grandson were also taking a nap and were blocked in the house by the mud and sand.
When Cui Boxiao and others rescued the people, the old lady used her body to block her grandson. Above her head was the fallen prefabricated board in a triangular shape, and they were in that gap.
One end of the prefabricated board was broken and was crushed by the rubble. Fortunately, the board was long, otherwise it would have fallen off if it was shorter.
A group of people pulled the old lady and the child out. The old lady was so scared that she wet her pants and couldn't even cry, but the child was sleeping soundly in her arms.
After being pulled out, he started crying loudly when he saw strangers.
The village chief took his men to patrol the village to see if there was anyone who needed help.
Cui Boxiao, Liu Qiaoer and others returned to school and had already started treatment.
Because there are classrooms in the school, they don't need to set up extra tents. They can just clear out one classroom for the patients to stay in, and everyone else can squeeze into the classroom, which is sheltered from the wind and rain and keeps warm.
Cui Boxiao and some of his friends were in another classroom. There were two other classrooms with plenty of space, so they couldn't use their tents for the time being.
It was almost time for dinner, and the school cafeteria prepared a meal, a big bowl of vegetables and some ham and other things cooked in a soup, with noodles and freshly steamed buns added.
No one was qualified to choose at this time, but the school ran out of bowls and chopsticks. There were not many people in the school, and they did not prepare much. There were about one or two hundred people affected by the disaster, and there were not enough bowls and chopsticks to eat together, so everyone ate separately.
Lu Yunzheng actually brought his own bowl and chopsticks. After he got his meal, he took a steamed bun and came to find Liu Qiaoer.
"Eat it."
When Liu Qiaoer saw that he even brought his own lunch box, she suddenly remembered that he had eaten the leftover buns and hot water from the morning at noon. Knowing that he had obsessive-compulsive disorder, she declined the offer.
"You eat it. I'll get myself a bowl later."
Lu Yunzheng endured it, but couldn't help saying: "Don't go. Their bowls are not washed properly. After some people finish eating, they just wash them in water and another person uses them. The same goes for chopsticks. It's unhygienic."
Liu Qiaoer let out a soft "ah". It wasn't that she was disgusted, she just didn't expect these people to wash dishes without even cooking.
Back then, even under such difficult conditions in the Taoist temple, Liu Qiaoer asked everyone to boil the dishes and chopsticks in water after washing them every day.
Liu Qiaoer stood up and said, "I'll go talk to them."
Lu Yunzheng stopped the man and said, "No need. I told you that there are just too many of them. The village chief has asked people to get bowls and chopsticks from nearby homes so that everyone can have their own bowls and chopsticks."
Liu Qiaoer: "That's right, beggars have to carry their own bowls. It's really unhygienic to use other people's."
But she took a bite of the mixed vegetable noodles and almost vomited because of the saltiness: "This chef must have beaten the salt seller to death, it's so salty."
Lu Yunzheng had tasted it a long time ago: "No, it's because the people here are all heavy-mouthed. It's a regional problem. People in this village are prone to hyperthyroidism if they don't eat salt."
Liu Qiaoer only ate a few bites of the dish and then ate a whole steamed bun. The freshly steamed bun was still very delicious. She pushed the dish to Lu Yunzheng: "No, it's too salty."
Lu Yunzheng turned around and went to the kitchen to get two steamed buns, handed one to Liu Qiaoer and ate one himself, and the two of them ate their meal from the same lunch box.
After finishing the meal, Liu Qiaoer drank two large glasses of water.
I have to say that the water from the mountain wells is delicious, sweet and tasty, and it still tastes sweet after being boiled.
After Cui Boxiao was settled, he was ready to eat. He came to Liu Qiaoer with a bowl and a steamed bun, and saw Lu Yunzheng eating with Liu Qiaoer.
He said nothing, returned to his troops, and wolfed down the food.
Just then, the sound of a helicopter was heard overhead.
When Cui Boxiao saw this, he quickly warned everyone: "Another food drop, everyone make way and don't get hit."
The helicopter flew over the school playground and dropped ten boxes of food, two of which were medicines, some anti-inflammatory, some disinfectant, and some medical supplies.
As for food, there was no flour, but there were plenty of instant noodles and sausages. These were donated by everyone after they heard about the earthquake.
There were also two large bags of clothes, cotton-padded jackets, quilts, etc. Because there were no beds in the classroom and it was not realistic to always sleep on the table, they just lay on the floor, sat on the floor, or leaned against the wall.
There was a table in the middle, with food, biscuits, mineral water, sausages, instant noodles and other snacks on it.
Families whose rooms have not collapsed donated their mattresses and quilts, but it is still not enough. Now that they have quilts and mattresses, everyone can sleep well at night. The weather in the mountains is very cold at night.
It was getting late and everyone had fallen asleep. Liu Qiaoer and several other medical staff crowded into the teacher's office and also planned to go to sleep.
Suddenly, Liu Qiaoer felt a little pain in her lower abdomen. Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly went to the toilet. It must be said that her period came at a bad time.
After thinking for a while, she quickly called Cui Boxiao out: "Is there any toilet paper and sanitary napkins in the airdrop today? I'm about to... "
Cui Boxiao was slightly startled, and nodded quickly: "Yes, a box of toilet paper and a box of sanitary napkins, but I gave them to young women. They are shy and I'm afraid they won't accept them."
"Gone?" Liu Qiaoer was a little anxious.
Cui Boxiao also became anxious: "Otherwise, I'll go borrow a pack from them."
Liu Qiaoer shook her head: "Forget it, you are a grown man, I will go ask our colleagues."
Among the six doctors who came together, four were female doctors. Just when Liu Qiaoer asked them in a low voice, Lu Yunzheng quietly handed her a pack of sanitary napkins.
Liu Qiaoer was surprised: "How did you get it?"
Lu Yunzheng's ears turned red: "Your period is usually very regular..."