Natural disasters are coming: the space is busy with stockpiling and farming

Chapter 121: Gratitude and enmity

"That's not true. I just think that we can't give it to them for free. We have to pay some price.

If there are not enough things for everyone, then they must be registered in a register when they are distributed, and when the winter is over, let them work as compensation."

Harriet, who was sitting in the back row, had her eyes widened, but Carrot looked like she was used to it.

Jiang Sheng would not take action easily on weekdays, and he would definitely receive a reward once he made a move.

It is not unreasonable to win rice and fight rice and hate.

If cotton-padded clothes and quilts are given to them for free, the turmoil will only be greater.

He wants one more quilt, and she wants one more cotton coat. Uneven distribution will definitely cause trouble.

Even if everyone is satisfied when distributing supplies, if it is extremely cold and warm clothes are given to them for free this time, will we give them free ice cubes next time it is hot?

Will we provide everyone with free raincoats, rain boots and rubber dinghies next time it rains heavily?

Once you start giving away things for free, they will definitely feel uncomfortable if there is any charge in the future.

So it’s better to set the rules right from the beginning.

The SUV was smaller and faster, and it quickly caught up with the large trucks driving in front of it.

Some carriages had no doors, and some were even open-air, so the survivors in the carriages buried themselves in quilts, and it was not too cold.

“Any survivor who participates in the rescue at the base will receive a cotton coat and quilt.

Anyone who goes out to look for supplies can also do so.

However, those who have not contributed anything must register to receive the supplies, and they will have to pay them back when the time comes."

Jiang Sheng's fingertips tapped lightly on the car window, and there was even a little mist rising on the window.

Su Chen nodded: "Let Mo Yu know when the time comes and let everyone be prepared.

However, the weather is really not suitable for going out to the square to collect things, so we can just ask armed volunteers to deliver them to each house, and then register the names of those who have received cotton-padded clothes and quilts."

The truck rumbled, and its return speed was obviously much faster than when it left. Everyone was anxious to get the supplies to their families as quickly as possible.

You can see the base gate from a distance. There are already many people waiting at the base gate. They couldn't help but cheer when they saw the loaded trucks returning.

Jiang Sheng and his team members got out of the car one after another and put the SUV into the space.

Walking to the door of the truck where Mo Yu was, she knocked gently.

"What's wrong with the base commander?"

Mo Yu hurriedly opened the passenger door, jumped down from it effortlessly, and closed the door smoothly.

"Specialized volunteers will go to each household to distribute the items. Any survivor who participates in this rescue activity and material collection activity can get a quilt and a cotton-padded coat.

As for those who have no contribution, supplies will be distributed on a household basis.

Two adults per bed and three minors per bed will be allocated and registered as appropriate.

When the cold winter passes, those who have received quilts and cotton-padded clothes will have to work to compensate them, and the supplies that others have robbed with their lives cannot be used in vain."

Mo Yu didn't have any objections. After receiving Jiang Sheng's instructions, he immediately dispatched the tasks. The whole work was carried out in an orderly manner.

The empty space that was originally filled with tents has been filled with various strange-shaped wooden houses.

There were fires burning in the house, and although the temperature was not very warm, it was like paradise for the survivors who were not wearing warm clothes.

Jiang Sheng picked the nearest earthen house and walked in.

There were only a few flames left in the fire in the house, and the dry wood crackled and exploded with sparks from time to time, and then fell silent again.

After all, the number of fire and wood psychics in the base is limited, and it would be extremely difficult to take care of so many survivors.

The temperature in the room was not very low. It seemed that the fire had been burning for a long time, and the superpowers did not favor one thing over another.

On a simple little bed built with a few bricks and two wooden boards, there was actually a man and a woman lying on the bed. The man was only about the same age as Su Cheng, and the woman was even younger. She looked to be only 12.3 years old.

Hearing the footsteps, the man opened his eyes warily.

"who!"

The light inside the earthen house is dim. In order to better retain the temperature, there are only a few ventilation holes on the wall and there are no windows or anything like that.

The man stood up quickly, only to find that it was Jiang Sheng who had walked in.

The base commander, whose name is only known but not seen in the base, has just returned, but everyone in the base knows her.

"Chief of Base? Why are you here?"

He quickly put on the shoes with his big toes exposed, and he only wore a short-sleeved shirt with a big hole in it.

The girl on the bed was covered with a quilt that was visibly thin and extremely thin, and was shivering from the cold.

Jiang Sheng frowned slightly, took out the quilt and cotton clothes he had just found from the space, handed them to the person in front of him, and took out paper and pen.

"What's the name? These things will have to be paid for with labor when winter passes or you can work normally, so you need to register them."

"My name is Song Deyao, and this is my sister Song Xingfu."

Jiang Sheng nodded slightly, recorded his name and turned to leave.

Song Xingfu coughed lightly: "Sister..."

Although the voice was very soft, it suddenly grabbed Jiang Sheng's steps.

She bent over stiffly and walked gently to the bed.

Song Xingfu's lips were black and purple, but his complexion was abnormally sallow.

"Thank you sister for giving us quilts and clothes, but can I not give up the clothes?"

Jiang Sheng was a little confused and gently held the girl's skinny hand: "Why not? Aren't you cold?"

"Ahem... If I want clothes, my brother will have to do more work. I don't want..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Deyao interrupted him abruptly: "What nonsense are you talking about! I'm exhausted but I still want you to be fed and clothed, so just lie down for me!"

Song Xingfu suddenly started coughing, and the quilt Jiang Shengxin covered her body actually had a few drops of blood.

"I know I'm going to die, but I really don't want my brother to be so tired."

With just one sentence, it seemed that all her strength had been consumed, and she fell down weakly on the hard bed.

Jiang Sheng took out a disposable paper cup from the space and filled it with a full glass of water.

Children's own immunity is not strong. The current situation is just because of the scarcity of medicines, so the condition is getting worse and worse.

"Drink some water. Your brother won't have to work to repay you for this water, but you must give me something of yours in exchange.

I want your most precious thing."

Jiang Sheng handed the paper cup to the girl's mouth. It was filled with well water. The girl's condition would be significantly improved after drinking this water.

Song Xingfu swallowed her saliva. She knew how precious the water source was. Her brother could only earn half a cup a day if he worked hard.

"Can I give my brother a sip?"

Jiang Sheng shook his head: "No, he is not a patient, and I don't need his most precious thing."

Song Lucky pursed his lips and took out a hairpin from under the pillow. There was a lucky star pendant on it, which even shone charmingly in the dim space.

"This is my birthday gift from my brother. It is my most precious thing."

Song Deyao looked at the exquisite hairpin and couldn't help turning around and sobbing softly.

Jiang Sheng took the hairpin and pinned it gently to his hair.

"Sister, you are so beautiful."

(End of chapter)