After the first phase of the Gotham renovation project was completed, the second phase of the project started non-stop. By the time the temperature dropped, most of the houses in the second phase had been completed.
But in fact, the houses were not handed over so quickly originally, but because the condition of the buildings in the residential area included in the second phase was not optimistic, all residents were notified to move before the typhoon arrived.
Tire, who was sitting next to Jason, sighed and said: "You and these younger children don't know much about the situation in the East District of Gotham. The area where my mother and I live was the first to come to Gotham.
Where those fishermen live."
"That was a long, long time ago. Many fishermen lived on boats. When they returned to land, they only wanted to sell fish and have a similar shed to live in."
"At that time, it was still a wasteland. They didn't build the houses carefully. They didn't even lay the foundations properly. They only needed temporary shelter from wind and rain. That's why our street is called 'Old Fish Basket' because it
It's like an old fish basket with air leaking everywhere."
"Later, Gotham's population exploded, and the aborigines began to build on top of their houses and rent them to outsiders. However, the original houses were not very well built. When they built on top, they had to tear down the east walls to make up for the west.
The wall makes the entire building extremely unstable."
"The building where my mother and I live is relatively good. Several families have joined forces to repair the building structure and it is barely livable. The houses to the west of us are about to collapse."
Jason said with some confusion: "Your mother is so powerful. She can guard a gas station by herself. Why does she still live in a house like that?"
Tire smiled and said, "Because it's close to where I work."
"Moreover, my mother deliberately moved to an area where aborigines gather. You know, in Gotham, gangs are connections, and neighbors are also connections. Our family's conditions are so good because, in addition to running a gas station business, my mother also
Part-time laundry, mending and shoe repair.”
"When I grew up a little, one of my neighbors worked as a chef in a rich man's house in the South District. He took me to help him since I was a child, and I could make a lot of money. The people here are familiar with each other and can work in the house.
If you grow up here, you will definitely be able to get along in Gotham."
Jason suddenly understood and said: "No wonder, no wonder Cobot is particularly fond of you and always asks your opinion on anything..."
Tire smiled sheepishly, scratched his head and said, "Actually, I'm far behind you. I'm not a smart person. It's just that, in a sense, I represent the aborigines of Gotham. Here
I know best what the native-born locals are thinking, and those aboriginal people are found in every corner of this city and occupy many important positions."
"This is a bit like a web spun by a spider. We are the web itself. No matter who wants to enter the spider's hole, they can understand what is happening inside from the vibrations of the large web."
"I found that you have really changed a lot." Jason took out a blanket from the cabinet next to him, took it from Tire, and put it on his body. They sat in the corner by the window and watched the rain together. Jason sighed.
: "You would never say such a metaphor before."
"Indeed, this sounds a bit... as we used to say, it is a bit pretentious, but now it seems that it is better to be a little pretentious. After all, I just drank hot milk before I came here, and I am still sweating a little."
Tire looked at the howling wind and torrential rain outside the window. He said: "If it were before, I would be hammering and nailing the windows now, and my mother would be holding a water pipe to pour the leaked raindrops into a bucket..."
"Maybe the neighbors will call us to help because the wall in their backyard has collapsed again and the water has reached the bottom of the wall..."
Jason also smiled and said: "And we, the children of the Capricorn Gang, may be carrying water in a relay again, scooping out all the water that has seeped into the cellar. We are so busy that we have no place to sleep in the middle of the night, so we can only sleep.
On the wet ground, I prayed that I wouldn’t catch a cold in the morning.”
Tire opened his mouth to speak, but seemed to remember something again. He frowned and said, "However, the typhoon came earlier than we thought, because our family owns the gas station and my mother's work is relatively free.
So she can start cleaning up a week in advance."
"But even so, we still need you and the kids from the Curly Tail Gang to help us move before we can finish the move today. Our neighbors..." Tire shook his head and said, "Their work is already busy, and even the children
They have to be busy making money. Many people just started packing their things this morning. Who knows, the typhoon will come in the evening."
"They couldn't finish moving, so they had to make do there for one night. My mother persuaded them to come to their new home to take shelter from the rain. They also wanted to guard their belongings, fearing that their belongings would be flooded."
Jason frowned and said in a disapproving tone: "I wanted to say this when we moved today. In fact, you don't need to bring many things. There is everything here. Didn't you see everything when you came to visit before?
"
"I can understand that I bring some old things with me. After all, they are all bought with money and cannot be wasted. But I also have to carry some things that are completely unusable. Those pots that have leaked and are broken have a hole.
bowl, and some clothes that are no different from rags, why do you still need to carry them?
"Actually, if you didn't have these things, we wouldn't need our help at all. The two of you could have moved it in half a day."
Tire also sighed and said: "You think things are too simple. I don't want to bring those things, but you know, my mother also lived a hard life for a long time."
"After he and my father separated, he took me to live alone. At that time, my grandmother had not returned from other places, and the land at the gas station did not belong to my mother, let alone the pots, pans, and clothes.
, even if she picked up a piece of wood from outside, she would not be willing to throw it away."
"Many people in Poyulu Street are like this. They are very frugal and want to bring everything with them. Even if you tell them that everything is available here, they will never give up those tatters."
Jason sighed and nodded, somewhat understanding of this idea. When many children in the Curly Wear Gang were unable to eat, he also wanted to take everything back when he saw it, thinking that it could be used and saved.
a sum of money.
They were chatting and looking at the rain, but after a while, the rain and wind became stronger and stronger, and Tire's face gradually became serious. He said: "Why is this typhoon so serious? Since I was born, it has been
I have never seen such a big typhoon..."
He stood up and said, "No, I feel like something is going to happen. I have to go and lie down with Boss Cobot..."
Just as he was about to turn around and walk out, there was a "bang bang bang" knock on the door. Jason quickly stood up and opened the door. The red truck stood outside the door and said solemnly: "The boss has called all the children to have a meeting. Something happened."
Got it!"
Jason put down the still warm milk jug, wrapped a blanket over it to keep it warm, threw the blanket onto Jason's bed, and rushed out.
In the corridor, many children walked out sleepily. Jason looked at the red truck and asked: "Who is the leader looking for? All the children, or the king of children?"
"I don't know, he just let me..."
Jason pushed away the red truck and rushed into the corridor and said: "Go back, everyone! Go back! Go back to bed! The King of Children...oh, no, what is that one called? Building Manager! Building Manager, follow me!"
Many children stood there in a daze, not understanding what was going on, but many taller children had already rushed out, saying: "Come on, the adults will probably have a meeting over there, and we have to grab the elevator!"
"
After saying that, they quickly ran onto the elevator. Some of them didn't even wear slippers and were still barefoot. Fortunately, the floors in the corridor were all carpeted and didn't hurt their feet. Jason and Tire also ran over.
Sure enough, there were already some adults on the elevator. Jason saw a familiar gang member. He asked: "Depp, what happened?"
"I don't know. Our boss suddenly came over to us. I heard... it seems that the building collapsed? Maybe there was something wrong with the dangerous building on our previous site and someone was injured."
Tire's heart tightened immediately, and he said: "Where is it? Is it the street of Broken Fish Basket? Who is injured? Is it serious?"
The gang member named Dai Pu shook his head and said: "We haven't gone to the meeting yet, so I don't know, but the most famous dangerous buildings are in that area, right? From their tone, it seems that no one died, but
injured……"
As soon as the elevator door opened, the tires rushed out instantly. Jason followed closely. The children's kings rushed into the office. Cobot was drawing a terrain map on the whiteboard. When he saw someone coming in, he said:
"You guys came quite quickly. Sit down and have a drink of water first. I'll talk about the next arrangements..."
"Boss, I heard that a dangerous building collapsed, maybe on the street where I live. What...what should we do?!" Tire said anxiously, then he stamped his feet and said with some annoyance: "That's right.
Let them move in today! What's there to guard about those rags?! It's better now..."
"Don't worry." Cobot took a sip of water leisurely, and then said: "The situation is not very serious, but three buildings collapsed, and they were not high-rise buildings, so no one was killed. The specific number of injuries is still being calculated.
."
"Right now, the typhoon has not passed yet, so the relief efforts are all adults from the gang. The Wayne Group has sent rescue vehicles and doctors, so it's not a big deal."
"But tomorrow morning, we will arrive at our battlefield." Cobot knocked on the blackboard and said, "You should have seen that several big gangsters who have moved here are arranging manpower to organize disaster relief. After dawn, the disaster relief work should be
It’s almost over.”
"At that time, they were hungry and cold. Our job was to buy delicious food, boil water, and deliver it to them as soon as the typhoon stopped."
"You don't have to worry about not getting paid. The Wayne Group and the gangsters who haven't moved out have jointly funded it. I have already received part of the funds to ensure backup work."
"Now, I will arrange for one group of people to buy food first, another group of people to pack them up, and the others are going to deliver them..."
At this moment, Jason raised his hand and said, "Are we buying ready-made food to heat?"
Cobot glanced at him and nodded. He didn't know what he was going to ask, but Jason said, "I think we can do it ourselves."
"On the one hand, supermarkets selling raw materials have more comprehensive products and cheaper prices, which can save money and leave us with sufficient profit margins."
"On the other hand, the restaurant downstairs is closed, but I can contact their owner and borrow their kitchen for a little money."
"Many of the kids in the gang have helped cook in the kitchens of various restaurants. They have cooking experience and can just put it into practice."
"The meals you make by yourself will taste better, at least much better than the semi-finished products bought in the supermarket when heated. Some children's parents are chefs, so we can also give them part of the reward to let them participate..."
As soon as Jason finished speaking, the other children immediately started talking:
"That's right! That's right! I can cut vegetables. I worked as a cook at the most famous Italian restaurant in the East District. I'm very good at cutting tomatoes..."
"I can do it too. I can also roll out pizza dough!"
"I can boil water. That's what I used to do in the kitchen..."
Cobot raised his eyebrows, cleared his throat and said: "Okay, let's do it like this, Jason, you contact the owner of the restaurant, Tire, and you take a group of people to buy things at the vegetable market down there, remember to bargain...
…”
"You two, go find a box to put things in. It's best to find some foam that can keep things warm. You go boil water. And you, count the number of people who can go out to run errands. Don't make a mistake..."
Soon, Jason left the office. When passing by the corridor, he saw that the rain outside the window was still heavy, but he felt that there was a flame in his chest, which made him feel very warm, and even made him feel hot.
A thin layer of sweat.
He wiped his forehead and walked quickly towards the elevator. All the children were the same as him. This time, what urged them was no longer a whip, but something else.
A thing that grows out of the comfort of having enough to eat and drink, being protected from typhoons, and staying in a warm house.
This made them feel confused, but it also made them feel full of strength and brisk in their steps.