Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

The residents talked about it, some shook their heads and sighed, and some were indignant. They began to reflect that people should not always be calculating, otherwise they will only suffer the consequences in the end.

"Teacher Yan usually looks very kind, but I didn't expect the children at home are so ignorant." Aunt Wang muttered softly.

"Yes, this earthquake shelter is everyone's lifeline, how can it be demolished casually?" Uncle Zhao also sighed.

Yang Ming stood in the crowd, frowning. He looked around worriedly, and a ripple appeared in his heart. He knew that if this matter was not handled properly, it would probably have a significant impact on the entire courtyard.

"Everyone, please be quiet!" Yi Zhonghai's voice suddenly rang out. He stood in the middle of the crowd with a firm look in his eyes.

"I have a suggestion. Since the earthquake shelter in the front yard has been demolished, we should move the residents of the front yard to the middle yard and the back yard." As soon as Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, a discussion broke out among the crowd.

"This is a good idea, so everyone can have a place to live.

"Yes, Master Yi is really thoughtful." Someone else echoed.

"Some people agreed.

Yang Ming looked at Yi Zhonghai, feeling somewhat uneasy. He always felt that this proposal was a little inappropriate, but he couldn't explain why.

"I object!" Yang Ming finally spoke, his voice firm and powerful.

"Why do you object? Do you have any better ideas?" Yi Zhonghai looked at Yang Ming with some displeasure.

"I think this is unfair." Yang Ming took a deep breath and continued, "The areas of the middle courtyard and the backyard are originally different. If we just divert them there, won't the residents of the middle courtyard suffer?"

"Then what do you think we should do?" Yi Zhonghai asked impatiently.

"I think we should decide by raising hands and voting 4.8." Yang Ming said solemnly, "Let everyone express their opinions and see which plan is the most fair and reasonable."

"Everyone, I have a suggestion." Yang Ming's voice rang out in the crowd, breaking the silence in the rain, "Why don't we use the space in the middle yard, plus the remaining wood in the cellar, to build a few earthquake shelters? In this way, the residents in the front yard can also have a place to shelter from the wind and rain."

As soon as this was said, the crowd immediately started to discuss. Most people thought this was a good idea, especially those residents in the backyard who were squeezed to the point of suffocation, who nodded repeatedly.

"Yang Ming, it's great that you're thinking of us again this time!" a middle-aged woman said excitedly.

"Yes, Yang Ming, you always think of things that we don't think of. You are really our lucky star!" another old man also echoed.

Seeing everyone supporting him so much, Yang Ming felt warm in his heart. He knew that he had won everyone's trust in this courtyard.

However, at this moment, Yi Zhonghai's voice sounded out inopportunely: "I think it is inappropriate to do this. The Central Courtyard is our common place. How can we just build an earthquake shelter casually?"

Yang Ming smiled slightly, looked at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Yi Zhonghai, I know what you are worried about. However, in this situation, we must unite to overcome the difficulties. Moreover, I am just suggesting it, and we still need to discuss how to do it specifically."

Yi Zhonghai was choked by Yang Ming's words and was speechless. He could only return to his earthquake shelter silently.

Soon, Yang Ming's proposal was unanimously approved by everyone. He personally took the lead and called a few young people to move wood from the cellar. Although it was raining, everyone was full of energy and no one complained.

After a day of hard work, the new earthquake shelter was finally built. The residents in the front yard moved in one after another, all with satisfied smiles on their faces.

At the same time, the subdistrict office also took action. They restored the supply of grain and oil, organized volunteers to build earthquake shelters, distributed medicines, and sent doctors to visit the elderly and children. With everyone's joint efforts, the chaos and panic caused by the earthquake gradually subsided.

After finishing all this, Yang Ming thought of his close female friends. He was worried that they were injured in the earthquake, so he rode his bicycle to visit them.

"Are you okay? Is the house damaged?" Yang Ming would ask with concern wherever he went.

"I'm fine, and the house is fine too." The confidantes replied one after another, "Thanks to your reminder, we have already made preparations."

Hearing them say this, Yang Ming finally put down his worries. He knew that although he could not protect them from the wind and rain, he could at least give them some help and care when they needed it.

"Uncle Yang, my child has been crying and I don't know what to do." Ding Qiunan held her one-month-old baby and anxiously asked Yang Ming for help.

Yang Ming gently took the child, patted the child's back with his rough but warm hands, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, the child is just scared. Look, I'm here, aren't I?"

However, such scenes are not uncommon. Yu Li, Liang Ladi and others also have newborn children at home, and they all need Yang Ming's care and comfort. Yang Ming feels overwhelmed, but he knows that this is his responsibility as a guardian of the community.

In between his busy schedule, Yang Ming took You Fengxia to the steel mill. Although the mill was old, it had a solid structure and the earthquake did not cause a large number of casualties. Yang Ming looked at the mill that had been with him for nearly 20 years, and an inexplicable feeling welled up in his heart.

"There have been huge changes here," You Fengxia exclaimed.

"Yes, I have worked here for so many years and witnessed its rise and fall." Yang Ming's voice was a little heavy.

Workers at the steel mill were busy repairing damaged machines and equipment, with determination and perseverance written all over their faces, as if they were determined to minimize the losses caused by the disaster.

"Director Yang, can these equipments be repaired?" Yang Ming asked with concern.

"Don't worry, we have plenty of ways." Director Yang patted Yang Ming on the shoulder, his eyes gleaming with confidence.

During the conversation with Director Yang, Yang Ming learned that the steel mill was in urgent need of some materials to resume production. He suddenly remembered that his friend happened to have a batch of such materials.

"Director Yang, I have a friend who has the supplies you need. I can help you get in touch with him," Yang Ming said.

"Really? That's great! We are in urgent need of these supplies right now." Director Yang said excitedly.

With the help of Yang Ming, the steel mill quickly received the supplies, which were crucial to the steel mill and enabled it to quickly resume production.

However, during this special period, the prices of materials on the black market have skyrocketed. Many people have to take risks to make a living. Yang Ming looked at all this and was filled with worry.