After Black Lotus became a reborn person, he went completely crazy

Chapter 663 This history should be remembered by future generations



Chapter 663 This history should be remembered by future generations

Without waiting for Secretary Wang to reply, Captain Li, who had suddenly woken up and was looking for him, interrupted and said, "I'll apply for a few military doctors to come over here."

Secretary Wang said: "That would be the best, but I will see if we can send a few more medical staff from the county hospital.

Help our military doctors, otherwise I'm afraid we won't have enough manpower. Captain Li, can you take a nap for a while?"

"That's enough. Just wake up. Now that you're much more awake, let's continue with the previous discussion."

"it is good."

After Xia Ran finished her call, she left quietly. It was time for them to start their own work.

The rain has lightened a lot now, and the porridge on the stove is already bubbling and emitting a fragrant aroma.

After Xia Ran was fully armed, he strolled along the embankment and looked around.

The accommodation problem is huge, with makeshift shacks made of tattered plastic sheets of varying sizes scattered haphazardly on both sides of the road.

It was raining heavily outside and drizzling inside, and it was leaking everywhere.

This is not a long-term solution, but the tent in her hand would only make a small splash if thrown here.

But this is all we can do for now.

It is better to let the manufacturers continue to expand production and deliver goods, no matter how many there are.

There were children trapped in a small shack by their parents, looking at Xia Ran who was passing by with curiosity.

Maybe he was too young and didn't understand how terrible the flood was. All he had in his eyes was curiosity about Xia Ran and yearning for the outside world.

There was not a trace of worry or fear about the current situation.

Xia Ran smiled at the child, and the child smiled shyly as well, and finally buried his head in embarrassment.

It's a good thing to have hope in your eyes.

Xia Ran unknowingly walked to a dam that was being reinforced.

I saw many civilians and soldiers soaking in the water with their bare chests, using their bodies to support the wooden stakes.

He looked tired and exhausted, but his eyes were exceptionally firm and bright, as if they could pierce through all the haze.

Their companions tirelessly took sledgehammers and hammered on the wooden stakes beside them.

I want to drive these wooden stakes deep into the soil, deeper and deeper.

The beats were rhythmic, again and again, as if they were trying to knock into people's hearts.

Sweat flowed down along with the rain and finally dripped into the wooden stakes.

It merged into this troubled land and disappeared without a trace.

Other people on the embankment kept unloading stones and sandbags.

Everyone's shoulders were already bleeding from being rubbed, and the parts below the knees were all white and wrinkled.

Walking forward in the mud, hard but determined.

Some people's fingers had been scratched and bloodied at some point.

But even so, everyone never stopped for a moment, like a perpetual motion machine.

Many of the young soldiers looked to be around 20 years old.

Some of them even look only eighteen or nineteen years old. They are just big kids.

But at this moment, they are the hope and expectation in the eyes of others, and they are the main force in flood control.

It exists like a giant.

This is the key to the endless vitality of the great Chinese nation, a great nation that has never been interrupted or defeated.

Because the people of this place never accept their fate, never give up or admit defeat.

When encountering problems, never complain, but try every possible way to face them and change the environment.

Everyone has been working hard to live.

When Xia Ran saw this, her nose felt sore and rain began to fall in her eyes and heart at the same time.

I took out a camera from my backpack and started taking pictures.

She thought she should take a picture of this scene.

The situation of thousands and thousands of ordinary heroic sons and daughters fighting on the front line should be remembered by future generations.

She thinks that children and adults in future generations should understand this history.

This is our national soul, and this is also the best patriotic education film.

This world has never been peaceful or stable.

You feel peaceful and comfortable because there are countless unsung heroes silently contributing to our well-being.

Just because we can’t see it in our daily lives doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.

As Xia Ran was patting the photos, she suddenly came up with an idea and knew what to do.

When she finally went back, she took photos all the way back.

She wouldn't deliberately smear or play the victim. She just shoots the most realistic scenes, which is enough to move people.

The country's call for donations of money and materials has not yet been issued.

Xia Ran thought that she could pre-heat the event in the newspaper and call on everyone to pay more attention to this area.

Even if you can donate some supplies, it will help solve many urgent problems.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to hold on by herself.

As soon as Xia Ran got back, she borrowed someone else's phone again, called Chen Jin, and told him what she was thinking.

Chen Jin said on the other end of the phone: "Okay, you can find a way to bring the film over, and I will take care of it.

And pay attention to safety, nothing is more important than your own safety."

Xia Ran: "Okay, what we need most here are wood, clothing, bedding, rice, flour, grain, oil, etc.

I hope someone can donate some supplies.

Forget about the money. Ask everyone not to donate. Not to mention the slow allocation, who knows where the money will be spent in the future.

If anyone wants to show their love, it would be best if they could bring some supplies.”

Chen Jin on the other end of the phone was silent for a while and then said: "Okay, I understand, I'll try my best."

She understood Xia Ran's concerns. People in their field would suddenly receive letters from ordinary people reporting various problems.

She still knows something about some aspects.

Xia Ran had just hung up the phone when Secretary Wang, who was not far away, couldn't help but say:

"Comrade Xia, do you have any misunderstandings about us comrades in some aspects?

Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your phone call."

Xia Ran was not blind. When she was on the phone, Secretary Wang stretched his ears particularly long.

She could understand Secretary Wang's fear of losing something.

He said: "No misunderstanding, I just don't trust some units and some people, so I went to the front line to rescue.

The money in my hands can save five people, but in the hands of some professionals, it may not be able to save even one person.

The gap and price difference are too big, and as an ordinary person, I can't bear it.

That's it. Many people have set their eyes on my supplies, and want to use their power or various pretexts to seize them and put them into their own pockets.

Unfortunately, I am keeping a close eye on it, and I will sue and chop off anyone who sets their eyes on this batch of supplies," Xia Ran said solemnly.

At the same time, it is also a warning to the other party not to have any personal thoughts about the supplies here.

Otherwise, she wouldn't mind taking action against these people.

Secretary Wang: “The phenomenon you mentioned does exist.

But most of our comrades are still very selfless, you can't just lump all of them together."

The secretary didn't seem to agree with Xia Ran's statement. She could only continue to use analogies:

"For example, a 50-kilogram bag of flour I purchased only cost about yuan.

The total cost of shipping it here will not exceed twenty dollars per bag.

But if this money falls into the hands of certain people, the purchase price of a bag of flour might be as high as fifty or sixty yuan per bag.


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