Rebirth as an official

Everyone in the venue offered suggestions and opinions of all kinds emerged one after another.

Ang Lee also attended the meeting, but he sat there quietly without commenting.However, in his opinion, the plans given by these people here have basically no reference value and are all unrealistic clichés and empty words.

In a year of severe drought, it would be great if people can guarantee that there will be no problems. They also want to protect food and production.

If it is in the plains, pumping water for irrigation can still be implemented, but in mountainous areas, not to mention the terrain problem, it is the uneven distribution of farmers' cultivated land, how to divert water for irrigation.

Just when Li An was thinking about it, the sky suddenly darkened, a thunder sounded, and in an instant it rained heavily.

The rain came suddenly and fiercely.

It was like a hole opened in the sky, and the rain poured down like water. It felt like all the rain that had accumulated for more than a month was poured down at this moment.

Yu Yang stood up excitedly, walked to the conference room window, stretched out his hand to catch the rain, and looked excited.

"God has opened his eyes. Our village can be saved. I just say that worshiping the Tutu Temple will be useful." An old party secretary said loudly in the conference room.

Why did this sentence sound so familiar? Li An was originally happy when he saw the rain. It was extremely difficult to use water in their edible fungus cultivation base. Now that it was raining, he was relieved.

But when I heard the old party secretary's words, my heart suddenly thumped.

The words sounded so familiar, as if I had heard them before.

I remembered it, I remembered it all.

Today in the previous life, a meeting was held here, and this was what the old party secretary said.

Everyone present thought that God had opened his eyes and that this year's drought was about to pass. Everyone happily ended the meeting and went home, ready to have a good sleep.

This drought prevented everyone present from sleeping for more than ten days.

But no one knew that this was not God's eyes opened, but the Dragon King's anger. Today was the beginning of another catastrophe.

This heavy rain lasted for a whole month, rivers swelled, landslides occurred, and Yangdong County experienced a flood that had not been seen in 50 years.

Ang Lee remembered a series of heartbreaking numbers.

Rainfall in Yangdong County has reached more than 100 millimeters. Such heavy rainfall has led to many mountain disasters such as flash floods, landslides, and mudslides. According to post-disaster statistics, more than 100 villages in [-] towns and towns in the county have been affected by the disaster, with a population of [-]. More than [-] people died, more than [-] were missing, traffic on main roads leading to various places was interrupted, and some towns and villages suffered from large-scale power outages, causing direct economic losses of more than [-] yuan.

Why Li An remembers this disaster so clearly is because the first thing the county party secretary and county magistrate did when encountering a heavy rain was to celebrate, and they underestimated the potential disaster situation.

By the time the disaster occurred, transportation had been interrupted and the rescue teams could not get in supplies. In the end, the county party committee secretary and county magistrate were all held accountable, and even more of the cadres below were dealt with.

At this time, the joyful scene in the conference room made Li An frown. He had to remind Yu Yang to prepare disaster relief materials in advance and be prepared to transfer relief people at any time.

"But what should I say?" Li An sat there and felt confused.

Now tell everyone to prepare all kinds of disaster relief materials quickly, because the flood is coming soon.

Then you will definitely be considered a lunatic, and you should go home and have a good look at your brain.

"Crack!"

Another bolt of lightning illuminated the entire conference room, and also illuminated the excited and celebrating crowd.

Qiu Yating, who is sitting at the end of the conference table, is packing her things. She is the most tired these days as the director of the Party and Government Office. She has to write various reports, go to various sites, and there are a lot of people.

At this time, she saw a person in the venue who looked out of place among the celebrating crowd. He was sitting motionless in his seat, holding his head and frowning.

His eyes were looking out the window in a trance, and he thought he was a sentimental poet from somewhere.

"Li An, are you okay?" Qiu Yating walked to Li An's side and asked worriedly.

Since the last time we met at the corner of the stairs, I haven't seen Li An much. He didn't attend several meetings in the village. It seemed that he was isolated from the world and stayed in his small village.

This time, the enlarged meeting is to study drought relief. It is estimated that Li An will find another reason not to come.

"Director Qiu, our township's disaster relief supplies are stored there."

Ang Lee's sudden question made Qiu Yating stunned for a few seconds. She thought for a moment and said, "It's in the warehouse downstairs."

"Can you take me to see it?" Li An asked.

"The rain is so heavy now, let's wait and see." Qiu Yating looked at the pouring rain outside. The warehouse is in the warehouse next to the small building. It will definitely get wet now.

"How about you give me the key to the warehouse and I'll go see it myself." Li An said anxiously.

Qiu Yating didn't know why Li An was so anxious. Thinking that Li An had helped her so many times, she followed him to the warehouse even though she was a little reluctant.

When he opened the warehouse, he was greeted by a smell of mold in the room. Li An frowned and waved it at the tip of his nose. The smell was indeed unpleasant.

I found the switch and turned on the light. I saw a thick layer of dust on the floor and shelves. It seemed that no one had been here for a long time.

But think about it, Guanmiao Township has been doing well over the years, and the reserve of emergency disaster relief supplies has been neglected over time.

Li An first took down the plywood hanging on the wall. On the board was the inventory of materials in the warehouse. According to regulations, an inventory should be carried out once a month, but when he saw the record above, the last time was in April last year. .

Li An took the list and counted it one by one.

Tents, quilts, blankets, sleeping bags, folding beds...

After walking around the warehouse, Li An frowned and said to Qiu Yating, "Why are there so few emergency supplies?"

In fact, you can tell without counting that there are not enough supplies. Most of the shelves in a huge warehouse are empty.

Qiu Yating was actually the first time she came to this warehouse. She was a little surprised when she saw this situation, and she couldn't explain why.

When she took over the party and government office, she knew that the emergency material reserves were under her own control, but she didn't pay much attention to it.

"Who is in charge of the emergency supplies reserve?" Li An asked.

"Zhou Songlin." Qiu Yating thought for a while and said. After all, this part of the work was relatively easy and she left it to him.

"Call him and ask him to come over." Li An ordered.

Qiu Yating did not dare to hesitate and called immediately. After all, the disaster relief supplies were insufficient, so it was not a trivial matter to tell them.

After a while, Zhou Songlin pushed open the door and entered with a look of reluctance on his face. He was clearly going to get off work soon but he still had to be called over.

But when he saw Li An, the complaints that were on his lips were swallowed into his stomach.

Seeing the real owner coming, Li An didn't talk nonsense to him and asked directly: "Old Zhou, why are there so few things in the emergency supplies reserve?".