He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 299 Do you still watch others breastfeeding?

The enthusiastic experience of ordinary people has only been briefly tasted.

Although everyone did not discover the shadow wall like Fang Huai, they were fed by countless people just by eating a meal outside.

Peel the eggs and put them in the box.

Here, the plastic-wrapped chicken legs, which are regarded as "high-end supplies", are opened and stuffed into the mouth.

There was even one carrying a bag of braised peanuts, peeling them and handing them to the special service soldiers.

I can't finish this meal, I eat more and more.

Just because when they were receiving their meals, the bus driver registered their workplace for them, and secretly told them about their rescue in order to allow the staff to take care of them.

The staff serving the food soon spread the news that this was the army that had just come out of Beichuan, and they were the ones who rescued the last female doll from Beichuan!

Everyone had to wait for Ye Jiahong, so they had to stay for a while after eating, but as the news spread, more and more people gathered around.

Soldiers are already well taken care of, not to mention that they come from the most miserable place, and the enthusiasm of the people is already full.

We really couldn't stay any longer in front of the enthusiastic stadium, so we could only get in the car and find a place with few people to wait for the Leafs.

When they were about to get on the bus, another group of people gathered together, and each person presented them with a long Qianghong horse.

The driver said that it was the etiquette of the Qiang people to welcome distinguished guests, and its meaning was similar to the white hada of the Mongolian and Tibetan people, which represented good luck and good luck.

The longer the Qianghong, the higher the standard. This is the longest one.

The soldiers refused other gifts, but had to accept this strong friendship. They could only stand at attention and collectively returned their etiquette: a solemn military salute.

Just as they were about to get on the bus, another local leader came and warmly invited them to stay a little longer. Cao Yi and Huang Yi could only shake hands with the leader and said that they were going to work in Hanwang, and there were many military orders.

After getting on the bus, the special service soldiers looked at the people waving and telling the driver to drive farther away. They even wanted to leave Ye Jiahong who had not returned home in Mianyang and go directly to Hanwang.

It would be so embarrassing if someone discovered that they were still in Mianyang.

An hour later, Ye Jiahong was speechless when he found the address sent to him by Cao Yi's text message.

"Hey, why are you hiding so secretly? This underground parking lot has not been completed yet. I searched for more than ten minutes before I found the entrance! You are still parked on the fourth floor underground! I went around several times before I came down!"

Everyone stared at him in silence.

Fang Huai's mouth quirked: "The four underground floors are the limit of the parking lot, not our limit. If it weren't for the height restrictions on the lower two floors, you would have to find us on the sixth underground floor."

……

There was some traffic on the way back to Hanwang.

There was red cloth on the body of the vehicle, and there were many vehicles transporting supplies.

There are not only traffic police from all over the country here to clear the road conditions, but also cars from all over the country.

People like Fang Huai, who use their brains too much in this life, can easily think about some grand issues when they are in it.

For example, what is a country, why do we have soldiers, what kind of organization is the party, and what is communism?

How does the state free these people from human self-interest?

What is the purpose of these people's good deeds?

Is it because of human sociality and cooperation, or is it cultural factors?

All his thoughts made him sigh with concern for the country and the people.

All the ideas are fruitless because the problem is too big, but in the reflection of the window, I look so cool in the situation.

It is better to be a leader, sit in the car and think about it, and when you come up with the result, let the people below do it.

The process of gradually gaining the ability to turn ideas into reality is called self-actualization.

The final result is: I want to be a leader.

Another vested young leader in the car thought about more realistic problems than he did.

I was on the phone the whole time.

"Why is it (so) serious as my second aunt said? The building next door has a small crack! Our building is fine! Everything in the house is not broken!"

"Oh, your tea cup fell to the ground!"

"You didn't put it away yourself and left it on the edge of the table. Who's to blame?"

"How can bacon go bad? Even if it was buried in an earthquake, you can pick it up and eat it!"

"Oh, you can do it! If the things in the refrigerator are broken, they will be broken! If you can save someone's life during the earthquake, it's good, but you're still thinking about it!"

"Your tree... has died a long time ago! I'm going to Hanwang to provide disaster relief now! How can I help you water it!"

"Hey! Hey! My signal is not good! Hang up, hang up!"

"Okay, okay! I know! I know."

"I didn't hear it! The signal got better just now! Okay, let's cross the tunnel! Bye!"

The moment Ye Jiahong hung up the phone, everyone in the car laughed like crazy.

But after laughing, they all took out their mobile phones, hesitating whether to report to their families that they were safe, but no one wanted to be watched by others, so the car was filled with the sound of clicking buttons.

Fang Huai hesitated for a moment, but decided to close his eyes and rest.

Hao Chengbin thought of him, sat over, and asked him to send a message to his family to report that he was safe. After all, Hanwang was a severely affected earthquake area, and he didn't know whether the signal there was stable or not.

Fang Huai just raised his eyebrows and shook his head:

"We'll fight again when we get back."

It is impossible to report peace.

I vow to be He Qiang among the people of Chongqing. Whether I am the emperor or the younger brother of the family depends on whether I am strong or not now.

……

At 8:30 p.m., the bus arrived at the temporary parking lot outside the Hanwang headquarters.

When Fang Huai got out of the car, he glanced outside and suddenly felt that he was not very hard either.

Down below, someone was waiting for him.

Wearing a mask, his figure is slender and graceful, but in his big eyes, he kills people and sets fire.

Zhang Zhongting, you are a turtle grandson.

Fang Huai knew without even thinking that his uncle's contribution was indispensable for Yang Shaoqing's ability to come here and accurately control how long it took for the car to reach Hanwang.

Just say it.

Why don't you tell me? !

<divclass="contentadv">And as soon as the comrades next to me got off the car, they couldn't wait to call their relatives to report that they were safe.

"Eh? Are you..." Someone else recognized Yang Shaoqing.

Hao Chengbin, who got off the car in front, shouted loudly: "Xiao Yang, why are you here? Fang Huai asked you to come?"

Yang Shaoqing's face was already reddened beyond what the mask could cover, but he still nodded.

Hao Chengbin immediately turned around and frowned: "Fang Huai, what's the matter with you? You asked a girl to come to such a dangerous place? Why didn't you say anything and didn't call? After a long time, everyone came!"

Fang Huai:......

You are really my good master.

I got out of the car bravely.

"Ahem, I was just about to call you." Fang Huai smiled sarcastically.

Yang Shaoqing looked at him, his eyebrows curved: "Where is your cell phone?"

Fang Huai subconsciously touched his pocket.

The emergency rescue suit has no trouser pockets, and the two side pockets are empty.

It's my uncle's phone, it's in the bag.

Hao Chengbin finally realized that something was wrong and began to smooth things over:

"Oh, Fang Huai, your phone is out of battery, right? Yes, I was in the car just now, looking for the charger!"

Yang Shaoqing's eyebrows became even more curved.

Almost squinting.

He raised his wrist and saw a blue Nokia 5200, the same model as Fang Huai's.

Cover with one swipe, call records:

Square turtle, square turtle, square turtle…

Fang Huai glanced at it and looked up to the sky with a guilty conscience, but Hao Chengbin actually looked closer.

After looking at it for a long time, he sighed: "I've beaten so many..."

Fang Huai saw people around him talking on the phone and looking at the Western view here. He stretched out his left hand helplessly, spread it flat, then raised his right hand, "standing" on it with his index and middle fingers spread apart, and then bent the two fingers.

Kneel down.

This was the ultimate begging gesture agreed between him and Yang Shaoqing.

Every time he uses it, it means that he has to promise Yang Shaoqing something unconditionally.

It works.

Yang Shaoqing laughed immediately.

"Hmph! I'll kill you!"

The tension on Hao Chengbin's face immediately disappeared. He clicked his tongue, looked at Fang Huai, shook his head, and left.

This Fang Huai is so fucked up in this regard. Such a good-looking and easy-to-coax girl can be bullied.

Fang Huai then smiled mischievously, reached out and took Yang Shaoqing's arm: "Let's go, how long have you been waiting? Go sit over there in the tent."

Yang Shaoqing did not move. He raised the flyer in his other hand and said, "I am a volunteer, I have to work!"

Fang Huai then came closer and looked carefully at the thin paper in her hand.

It's about mental health, and there are cartoon images on it, so it should be for children.

Fang Huai nodded.

Her image is quite suitable for this kind of thing.

"The children are very pitiful. Many of them have just lost their loved ones and may have very strange tempers. When you communicate with them...be more patient."

Yang Shaoqing's big eyes were filled with sadness.

"I know. I've been here for three days. Now I'm in charge of many children. I have to take care of their food and not to be asked away by others. There are many people in the disaster area and the children are very unsafe. I have to protect them. them."

Fang Huai was a little surprised in his eyes.

This girl is really doing something practical.

It's quite good. The corpses dug up in the past two days are all deformed, which is quite scary. She protects the children and must not let them see them, which is equivalent to protecting herself.

"My parents didn't come, did they?"

"Uncle Fang is here, but he went to Yingxiu. He bought a lot of supplies and escorted the truck to transport them there every day!"

Yang Shaoqing said with some surprise in his eyes: "Did Uncle Fang really earn a lot of money? When he sent me here, he bought an entire supermarket of fast food!"

When Fang Huai heard this, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Let me go, why is he buying so much food? Fast food from all over China is pouring into the disaster areas. The food is too much, the food is too much!

I didn’t buy what I needed to buy. I was short of bedding tents, baby products, lighting equipment, and personal hygiene products! Just give me some instant noodles!

People in the disaster area are going to vomit!

Thief! Even if he had a little money, he would be blind! I won’t even donate anything! "

"Ah?" Yang Shaoqing blinked and said, "The things here are very complete. Is there a shortage of baby supplies? Are there many children over there in Beichuan?"

"Shortage, why is there no shortage?" Fang Huai's eyes widened: "There is no shortage here in Hanwang because the traffic situation is good. Beichuan, Yingxiu, you have to take a long detour to get to the city!

Transportation is inconvenient, so the government's transportation capacity planning must first focus on food and drink. The government also provides food and drink, and the private sector also provides food and drink. Many special supplies are even more scarce!

Babies are small and are relatively difficult to bury. Many babies survive without their mothers. Baby supplies and milk powder are almost in short supply. I see that many mothers with breast milk have to feed two or three children by themselves. ! "

"Oh..." Yang Shaoqing also had a serious face: "Then should we call Uncle Fang? He seems to be transporting new supplies to the disaster area today!"

"Fight him, fight him, I can't bear his nagging." Fang Huai waved his hand.

Yang Shaoqing started flipping through his phone.

After turning over and over, he suddenly looked up with a strange expression.

"You just said...you see many mothers with breasts, breastfeeding?"