"The educated youth sites also suffered damage, big and small."

Chen Yuan was very worried, thinking that he had not prepared enough.

If he had taken more precautions before and reminded the villagers to reinforce their houses many times, such a big thing might not have happened.

Seeing Chen Yuan’s self-blaming expression.

Zhao Qingjian felt that Chen Yuan was a really good comrade.

Chenjia Village was the village least affected by the disaster.

And there are no major problems with the fields in Chenjia Village, this is the most important thing!

No matter how the villagers live, as long as the fields are intact and crops can be grown in the land, there is hope!

Unlike other villages, not to mention that the seedlings in the villagers' houses and fields have been soaked and not planted deep enough, the whole village is rushing to plant.

Even so, the rush planting process was extremely difficult.

Zhao Qingjian set out before dawn, and many village heads complained to him along the way.

I want Zhao Qingjian and his commune to provide subsidies and assistance.

Zhao Qingjian was also troubled by the limited capacity of the commune.

With so many villages waiting for the commune to provide money, labor and manpower, how can it possibly take care of them all?

The commune is in the town, so the rain will at most flood the courtyard walls, which can still be repaired.

But in so many villages, problems of all sizes have arisen.

This made Zhao Qingjian very worried.

Fortunately, Chen Yuan's village is self-sufficient, which makes Zhao Qingjian feel that if the village heads of other villages have the same awareness as Chen Yuan and know how to prepare for a rainy day, he, the commune secretary, will not be so embarrassed.

Ultimately, it’s the fault of these village chiefs for their lack of foresight and failure to look to the future.

Don't know how to prepare.

"What happened, Secretary?"

Chen Yuan looked at Zhao Qingjian's changing expression and asked.

Zhao Qingjian sighed.

"I've been here all this time, and you have no idea how much I've witnessed. Take Da'an Village next door, for example. It's bigger than yours, but the damage was quite severe!"

"They live right next to a river, not much different from your village. The river overflowed, and the embankment wasn't strong enough to hold it back, so half of their village was washed away!"

“A few children were even washed away!”

"Now they are crying and waiting for rescue."

When the villagers of Chenjia Village heard that the situation was so serious, they were all shocked.

Are you kidding me?

The children were all rushed away.

If this child were to be washed away, this family would be ruined.

After hearing Zhao Qingjian's serious remarks, the villagers of Chenjia Village did not understand why Chen Yuan wanted to rebuild the river embankment and why he had to prepare so many sandbags.

Now I finally understand that it was precisely because of Chen Yuan's foresight that he was able to prevent one disaster after another.

Everyone looked at Chen Yuan with gratitude.

Zhao Qingjian sighed repeatedly.

"Chen Yuan, if only everyone was like you, then I, as the secretary, wouldn't have to worry so much!"

"But now look at what's happening in Da'an Village. The villagers don't know what to do. The village chief is even more confused. Now he's relying on subsidies from the commune."

"But how can the commune provide subsidies? The commune doesn't print money! Even if it does, a village won't get much."

"Secretary Zhao, our Chenjia Village will rely on its own efforts first. If we really run out of options, we'll ask you for help. As for the other villages, Secretary Zhao, don't be too anxious or angry. There will always be a solution."

Chen Yuan took the initiative to not ask for subsidies from the commune.

Zhao Qingjian breathed a sigh of relief. This was a good thing, at least it saved him some worries.

Of course, once the commune is back on track, Chenjia Village will have to make up for the subsidy.

It is a great blessing for Chenjia Village to have Chen Yuan. The villagers of Chenjia Village may not realize it now, but they will soon know the miserable conditions of other villages.

After seeing Secretary Zhao off, Chen Yuan specifically asked Hu Zi to go find Li Shanghai.

Li Shanghai and his family all live in Da'an Village.

If Da'an Village is severely affected, Li Shanghai's family may also be affected.

Before Hu Zi reached the village entrance, Li Shanghai had already arrived with his wife and son.

The three people were wearing winter cotton-padded clothes. Hu Zi asked hurriedly when he saw this.

"Brother Shang Hai, I was just about to look for you! And here you are!"

Li Shanghai sighed.

"There's no other way. I can only ask you for help first."

Li Shanghai was carrying a canvas backpack on his back. This was the backpack Yang Yan learned to sew for Li Shanghai from Sun Weiwei and others. The style was very special, but it could hold all of Li Shanghai's belongings.

After hearing this, Hu Zi hurriedly went into the village to meet Li Shanghai.

He took Li Shanghai directly to Chen Yuan's house.

When Sun Weiwei saw Yang Yan and her family of three coming, she was both surprised and happy.

"Sister Yang Yan, what's wrong?"

Tears welled up in Yang Yan's eyes. She wiped them away and said to Sun Weiwei.

"Sister Weiwei, my house was flooded and collapsed."

Sun Weiwei exclaimed.

She looked at the child in Yang Yan's arms. The child was so young. Fortunately, nothing happened to him.

She hurriedly went into the house to greet Yang Yan.

"Come in, warm up, warm up."

The temperature dropped sharply after the heavy rain, but Li Shanghai was alert and pulled out the winter cotton clothes for the family of three from the closet and put them on the three of them, thus avoiding the heavy rain.

Heavy rain hit and the house was instantly flooded.

Li Shanghai and his family lived in a relatively high place in Da'an Village, but even so, the flood reached the bottom of their beds.

That is, Li Shanghai carried his wife on his back and brought his family of three out of Da'an Village.

Even so, the losses at home were quite serious.

After listening to Yang Yan's story about the thrill of that night, Sun Weiwei was about to cry.

"Swallow, you've suffered so much. Come in quickly. I'll warm up the stove for you now so the child can get warm."

Yiyi was very sensible and took her own quilt and put it on her brother.

Yang Yan looked at Yi Yi, who was well-behaved and sensible, and rubbed her head. Yi Yi, you are so kind.

"Aunt Yang, don't worry. Dad said everything will be fine."

Yang Yan nodded. His son in his arms had already fallen asleep.

After a night of tossing and turning, my son was physically and mentally exhausted.

This is especially true for adults, not to mention children.

Sun Weiwei cooked some rice porridge and let Yang Yan and Li Shanghai eat it.

Li Shanghai looked at Sun Weiwei helplessly.

"I'm really sorry to bother you, sister-in-law. My brother Yuan is busy and hasn't come back yet?"

Sun nodded slightly.

"Hu Zi went to inform him. He will probably be home soon. He is still thinking about you. There are too many things going on in the village. Otherwise, he would have gone to Da'an Village to see you a long time ago."

Li Shanghai shook his head.

"It's okay, I'm fine. I carry everything on my back and keep it in my bag. I can go anywhere at any time, so I'm not worried about any problems."

"I just didn't expect the house to be so fragile. I had been planning to repair it after the summer, maybe even build a bigger one."

"But I didn't expect that man's plans are not as good as God's will. This heavy rain directly washed away my old house."

Li Shanghai smiled bitterly and looked at Sun Weiwei. He never thought that his life would be so sad.

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