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Chapter 339-A Phased Victory and Father's Affirmation
Soon a small wooden fish began to move around in the tents.

I heard that knocking 100 times can bring good luck to the sweet girl. Can't we help her with this little favor when she is busy running around?
Everyone who beats the wooden fish can feel that their mood will improve after a few beats, but as more people beat it, everyone finds that no one can seem to beat it 100 times. The current highest record is only 59 beats.

Hey?
Can a small wooden fish really stump us Hakka people?

Most Hakka people live in relatively poor areas, which is related to their earliest migration habits, but it also created their spirit of helping each other and never giving up.

How could it be impossible to accomplish such a small goal of knocking a small wooden fish 100 times?

What kind of international joke are you kidding? !

The old men and women who didn't believe in evil started the challenge task of the little wooden fish.

Moreover, they all carefully summarized the patterns and finally found that they would knock more times after coming back from work.

This discovery made these people overjoyed. Those who usually helped with the work started to compete with the soldiers and firefighters for the work, making the firefighters and soldiers laugh and cry.

No matter how much they persuaded him, he just wouldn't listen. He even argued that we were going to build our own shelter. How could we do that without working our hardest?
The leaders who came to inspect were very happy when they saw the situation. With the spirit of the villagers, the post-disaster reconstruction work can definitely be carried out in an orderly manner.

In their view, disaster relief work is not the most troublesome thing. The most troublesome thing is actually post-disaster reconstruction, because things have different priorities. You have started post-disaster reconstruction, but other places are still carrying out rescue and disaster relief. Then you must focus your main energy on rescue and disaster relief, and the reconstruction work will have to be put on the back burner. At this time, the villagers will feel psychologically disappointed and feel that they are ignored, which is very detrimental to the future work.

Boss Chu said with satisfaction, "I've inspected so many shelters, and this is the only place with the best atmosphere. The spirit of the locals is also great, and it's worth learning from for other shelters."

Secretary Zhang gave a wry smile and said, "Boss, this is really not easy to learn. I've been familiar with the situation here before. It's actually no different from other shelters. In fact, the conditions here are the worst due to its geographical location. The current situation is purely due to one extra person here."

Boss Chu nodded: "Are you talking about Mr. Wang Fan?"

Secretary Zhang said, "Yes, it's him. Mr. Wang's cooking is incredibly delicious, and his culinary skills have even been praised by Master Luo, one of the top ten Cantonese cuisine masters. Furthermore, the food here is not only delicious, but also plentiful and prepared quickly. With good food and warm accommodations, the locals will naturally feel better."

Boss Chu smiled and nodded. "The saying 'food is the most important thing for the people' is really reflected here. But Mr. Wang still refuses to meet and talk?"

Secretary Zhang shook his head: "Yes, he said he didn't have time. It can be seen that he is a person who is dedicated to his work."

Boss Chu didn't say anything else, but instead gave Wang Fan a deep look from a distance: "Let's go and take a look at the next place."

……

Lying in the quilt, Shen Teng was holding his cell phone and laughing arrogantly.

The meals of the past two days, the current environment here, the transported supplies and some real photos of Wang Fan have made him invincible in his fight against the haters online.

Although his body was extremely sore now, he still felt full of fighting spirit.

He then scrolled through the comments and saw a message that suddenly made him angry.

"Good job, son."

No doubt it's Xiao Heizi. He can't be defeated seriously, so he starts to act shamelessly!
Just as I was about to curse back, I felt that this avatar looked a little familiar.

isn't it?
Shen Teng's heart skipped a beat. He quickly clicked on the profile picture and took a look. Wasn't it a picture of his own father? Me?!
Shen Teng's eyes opened wide. He couldn't believe that this was actually his father, and he couldn't believe that these words came from his father.

His mouth slightly open, he felt as if he was extremely thirsty at this moment. He wanted to reply, but he didn't know how to respond. His finger hovered over the phone for a long time without pressing it.

His body trembled slightly, and time seemed to freeze. He lay on the bed blankly, staring at the short six words, trying to digest this sudden recognition.

At some point he made a phone call, a call he usually made only when he wanted money.

After the call was connected, neither party spoke. Only two even breathing sounds told the other party that there was someone on the other end of the phone.

Shen Teng didn't know what to say. The sudden praise and affirmation made him a little confused and at a loss.

Finally, it was Shen's father who broke the silence: "I have donated another 1000 million in supplies. It will probably arrive tomorrow. Please sign for it."

After a moment of silence, Shen Teng squeezed out a word from his throat: "Hmm..."

Silence again.

Father Shen suddenly stuttered and said, "Son...you did a good job."

Then the phone was hung up in an instant. When Shen Teng heard this, his mind couldn't help but emerge with his father's embarrassing look. It seemed that this man could never learn to praise others in his life. Just a nice word could make someone embarrassed and dig out of the sea view villa.

Shen Teng buried his face in the pillow, feeling that his choice this time suddenly became very meaningful.

It's not just him. Many volunteers who came here smiled as if they had eaten honey after reporting their safety to their families.

This kind of encouragement and recognition from loved ones is something that no one else can give.

Perhaps it was out of gratitude for the unity of the people here, or perhaps it was because God saw that he could not defeat these people who were united, a week after Wang Fan arrived in Meizhou, the dark clouds that had been hanging over the sky all day finally dissipated, and the dazzling light finally shone on this yellow-brown land.

After the flood receded, yellow mud as thick as forty to fifty centimeters was left everywhere in the house and on the streets. Not to mention the furniture, even the walls had been washed away into a mess.

But the most difficult moment was finally over, and the firefighters and the soldiers who came to support were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and have a good night's sleep.

However, these soldiers who had been working hard for more than a week did not sleep at this moment. Instead, they found a slightly drier place to rest.

It’s not that I’m not sleepy, but I’m particularly looking forward to the dinner and midnight snack that Brother Xiao Wang will prepare for us.

Although Wang Fan did not participate in disaster relief efforts in various places, his legend was circulating in every team.

Especially Chen Baoguo and his team, when they met other teams, they would proudly show off how good their food was and how skilled their chefs were when they had nothing to do, which made the people in other teams very jealous and they all looked forward to when they could taste the food of other teams.

Seeing that the flood had receded and a phased victory had been achieved, the superiors asked Wang Fan for his opinion and then really moved all these people into this shelter.

(End of this chapter)