Fast forward to the next day, the village chief and the Communist Youth League secretary personally led people to salvage the livestock carcasses from behind the mountain, dig holes and bury them.
The reconnaissance squad held its first squad meeting.
"Comrades, Nanshao Village has suffered the biggest flood in decades this time. All our comrades in the class have performed well. Everyone has carried forward the style of continuous fighting and staying on the line of fire despite minor injuries. The reputation of the fellow villagers is the best encouragement. . The leaders of the army and the regiment all sent messages to praise all the comrades of our class. Next, we must focus on the three major tasks of fighting the epidemic after the disaster, production self-rescue, and rebuilding our homes. I am thinking that in addition to our efforts, our class , do you still have to bear something for the fellow villagers?"
Niu Suozhu said: "Squad leader, please tell me clearly, what should we do?"
"Yes, if you need to raise funds, I will donate a set of military uniforms, a pair of socks, and another 30 yuan." Song Ruimin also responded positively. Because of the excellent completion of the last business trip, the munitions unit once issued an extra set of military uniforms to the veterans of the reconnaissance squad.
Except for Gu Maolin, the five people in the class finally donated 3 sets of military uniforms, 5 pairs of socks, and 120 yuan. Including the 1,000 yuan that Wang Ke quietly raised, the total was 1,120 yuan. But the comrades in the class didn't know about this 1,000 yuan.
"Okay, the second item is that our Perak surveying and mapping team will also help the village re-measure the flood discharge channel, which is the future diversion dam, and the roads in the village. At the same time, we will help some fellow villagers do homestead surveying and mapping when they rebuild their homes. Strive to do so. Half a month later, we continued with our original mission."
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After the class meeting, Wang Ke organized the whole class to drink the anti-epidemic soup prepared by his godfather Dong. Then they began to arrange for everyone to deliver soup and medicine to the village chief and others. At this time, a man ran in from the back door of the school and shouted from a distance: "Monitor Wang, Monitor Wang, who do you think is here?"
Wang Ke stood up, put up an awning with his hands, looked towards the back door of the primary school, and immediately ran away. It was Professor Wen and his party.
"Teacher Wen, Teacher Wen." Wang Ke ran forward to pick up Professor Wen's luggage.
Professor Wen, whom he had not seen for a long time, was even more happy, grinning from ear to ear. "Comrade Xiao Wang, squad leader Wang Ke. Hello, we meet again. You..."
"Hey, oh, oh!" Before Professor Wen could finish speaking, Wang Ke's ears were grabbed from behind.
"Brother Bing, do you still have me in your eyes?" Ye Xianqian was holding a big bag in his hand.
"Dear Teacher Ye, can you compete with Teacher Wen? But seeing your pitiful look, quickly take the bag in your hand." Wang Ke reached out and snatched her bag away, making a face at Ye Qianqian .
Professor Wen and his party came with four people. In addition to Professor Wen and one of his archeology doctoral students, the remaining ones were Ye Qianpian and a river management expert. It was equivalent to a flood, which wiped out the work of the two groups in Dingxian County.
"Gu Maolin."
"arrive!"
"You go and move our class out. We will sleep outside and give the room to three experts. As for Teacher Ye, he arranged for her to live in our health clinic." The health clinic is the room where the reconnaissance class originally lived. It was a place where pregnant women and nursing mothers lived. Later, after they moved away, it was turned into a health center. Now there is a frail old lady and the daughter who takes care of her living there.
"Do you still have a health center?" Ye Qianqian was curious.
"Of course, we still have the anti-epidemic soup. Zhao Mingming, after you put your luggage away, go and bring it to the four teachers. The miasma is so strong at this time that everyone wants to drink it. Niu Suozhu, you guys bring the anti-epidemic soup to the village chief and them. Send it over and I'll talk to Teacher Wen." Wang Ke ordered.
"Yes!" Ma Zhuo Zhao Mingming and Niu Suozhu agreed simply.
Entering the room, Professor Wen was dumbfounded. It turned out that the good houses vacated by the reconnaissance team also slept underground. What was slightly more advantageous was that there were several reed mats underground.
"Comrade Xiao Wang, where are you sleeping?" Professor Wen couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
"Us? Teacher Wen, please leave it alone. We can sleep over there in the haystack and under the cooking mat over there, which will protect us from the wind and keep us warm." No matter how lightly Wang Ke said it, Professor Wen and his group were still moved.
Although there are ten tents and a dozen classrooms at the entrance, it still seems very crowded with more than a thousand people staying there. Now even the headquarters is full of people, which may be the only and best place in the elementary school.
"Gu Maolin, Teacher Wen is old and the humidity here is heavy. Let's see if we can find two more tables and put them together so that Teacher Wen can sleep on the table."
"Okay, I'll go find it right away."
The soldiers in the reconnaissance squad here rolled up their own bedding, and over there they started to unpack the experts' luggage and put it on the bed.
While starting to pack his luggage, Wang Ke carried Ye Xianqian's luggage to the health clinic next door and helped pack it up inside.
"Uncle Ye, how come you? Why didn't he come this time?" Wang Ke asked while cleaning up.
"You've lost weight." Ye Qianqian felt a little distressed. It wasn't more than a month since we broke up during the Spring Festival, but it seemed like a year. Look at Wang Ke now, dark and skinny. On the front line of fighting against floods, he was constantly running around and vomiting blood. He didn't feel it himself, but Ye Xianzhang, who had just met him, discovered it.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Look how delicious I am now, and I'm in great shape."
"Don't be so talkative. Last time, thanks to your overnight report, our construction machinery escaped being flooded. How did you remember to write me a letter yesterday?" At this point, Ye Qianqian couldn't help but have a sweet look on his face.
"Where's the one you brought me?" Wang Ke looked at no one around him and made a gesture of counting money with his hands.
"What are you doing? What are you so anxious about? Are you afraid that I'll catch you?" Ye Qianpian asked.
"I have an urgent need!" Wang Ke couldn't say it loudly for fear of being heard by others.
"Are you in a hurry? There are floods everywhere, and you can't buy anything."
"No, it's not that. You see, Nanshao Village is completely flooded. Judging from the receding water, almost all the houses in the village have collapsed. Even if there are no collapsed houses now, they can no longer be inhabited, and there will be more soon. Production helps themselves, I have to help them.”
"You don't want to donate all 1,000 yuan, do you?"
"Please keep your voice down, please give me as much as you have." Wang Ke began to speak softly.
"No, the donation is too much. Two hundred is enough." Ye Xiangqian thought to himself. Fortunately, he didn't bring them all. This Wang Ke is just one-minded and too kind-hearted. But she still admires this kind of responsibility.
"By the way, have you seen it since you came here? The whole village is crowded in this elementary school. How will everyone survive once the flood recedes? I am a soldier, and I should help them no matter how strong I am. If I still Thinking about myself, I can't help but feel sad." Wang Ke was very emotional when he said this.
"Stop talking, I'll give it to you." As he spoke, Ye Qianqian took out a thick envelope from the bag he carried with him and handed it to Wang Ke. "Count it yourself."
Wang Ke immediately became happy, poured out the money, looked at it, and then put it back. "No need to count, I believe you."
"No, you still count." Ye refused.
"Well, let me count and see if there can be more!" Wang Ke was helpless when he met the little witch. "Hey! Why are there 20 more pictures?" He looked at Ye Qianpian suspiciously.
Ye smiled. "Originally, your money was 1,000, and my two months' salary was also put in it. I know you spend money lavishly, and I want to subsidize you. Okay, let me donate 200."
"Oh, you are so kind! I represent our class, not the folks in Nanshao Village, thank you." Wang Ke expressed his true feelings. He really didn't expect that Ye would support him like this. He never expected that a month's salary of a university teacher would be almost equal to his year's allowance.
"My brother Bing, your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter, but I like it." Ye Qianqian said with a shy face and handed Wang Ke something wrapped in a handkerchief.
"What is this?" Wang Ke took it.
"Open it and take a look. Do you like it? I made it myself." Ye Qianqian said.
Wang Ke opened it and saw that it was a white artificial amber pendant, and inside it turned out to be half a tael of Qin's money. Wang Ke suddenly remembered that the last time he saw Ye Xianqian's pendant, he just complimented it casually, and she also casually said that she would make one for herself. Unexpectedly, she actually remembered the joke.
"This is suitable for men to wear. Come on, I'll put it on for you." Ye Xian reached out to pick up the pendant.
"Squad leader!" Gu Maolin's voice came from outside the house. The boy didn't dare to rush in, but he had to call two people. Because Professor Wen and his students were impatient. The reason why he came in such a hurry was because he was afraid that if the boat was exposed after the flood, it would cause looting or damage.
"Here we come." Wang Ke quickly winked at Ye Qianqian, put the money in the envelope and the pendant into two coat pockets, and then ran out. Why do PLA soldiers wear pendants casually, but this pendant still made Wang Ke excited. Can only hide in empty shell boxes.
"Xiao Wang, let's go see that place together!" Professor Wen at the door couldn't bear to disturb the happy time of the two of them, but work was the most important thing and the love between children was long, so it was early.
"Where are you looking?" Wang Ke was confused.
"The place you wrote in your letter..."
"Wait a minute!" Before Professor Wen could finish speaking, a voice came from the distance. Uncle Dong Pianfang came over with two bowls of anti-epidemic soup.
"Teacher Wen, this is my godfather. He is the doctor in the village and my savior." Wang Ke quickly stepped forward and took the bowl from godfather Dong Pianfang's hand.
Dong Pianfang held Professor Wen's hand and said repeatedly: "Welcome, welcome."
As soon as Ye Xianxuan in the room heard the voice, he immediately ran out of the room and shouted: "Godfather!" He ran over and reached out to take Dong Pianfang's hand affectionately.
"Ah, my dear, why are you here without saying a word? Look at me, I can't handle guests here."
what happened? Dong Pianfang turned out to be the godfather of two people. "Oh..." Professor Wen suddenly understood and said to Dong Pianfang: "So, they both recognized you as their godfather. When did it happen? Hahaha, okay, okay!"
Professor Wen's words immediately made Wang Ke wake up suddenly. He didn't expect this when he first recognized his godfather. Ye happened to recognize him with Wu Xiangyu during the Chinese New Year, and he recognized him during the flood, and Uncle Dong Pianfang was very fond of him. He still has the grace to save his life. It's hard to explain this kind of situation, and there's also Gu Maolin. I don't know what this guy is thinking. He quickly said to Dong Pianfang: "Godfather, I want to accompany Teacher Wen to visit a place."
After saying that, he dragged Teacher Wen away. As he walked, he turned around and winked at Gu Maolin, but gave a perfunctory explanation: "Mr. Wen, if we look now, we may not be able to see anything except water."
Leaving behind a sweet Ye Xianqian, they both share the same godfather. A fool would think that Ye Xianqian even thought that Wang Ke was calling after her.
"Let's take a look at the general location first. How did you find it?" Professor Wen finally came out of the "accident" and asked casually while walking.
His question immediately stopped Wang Ke. At that time, Wang Ke was busy talking about this important discovery, but did not mention how he discovered it. Wang Ke looked at Gu Maolin for help.
Gu Maolin was also dumbfounded, but the kid's mind was still very fast and he quickly picked up the conversation. "There are sand mining pits everywhere in this village. In the past, broken ship planks were often dug out. On the day it rained heavily, we passed by and found a large section washed out. Now we don't know if the flood will wash away the sand again. Buried?"
Gu Maolin's lie was so smooth that it was impossible to tell. Professor Wen nodded, that was for sure. "Why are there so many sunken ships here?" Professor Wen said to himself, while following Gu Maolin towards the back door of the primary school with his hands behind his back.
"Teacher Wen, I think so." When Wang Ke heard this, the stone in his heart fell to the ground. He could neither tell Gu Maolin's special powers nor involve his own special perception, so he said: "Teacher Wen , This may be related to the geographical environment here in Nanshao Village."
"Oh!" Professor Wen stopped, turned around and asked, "What is the geographical environment?"
