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1299. Chapter 1299 Qing Qing: A very important person

Zhao Qingqing took the remote control and scrolled through it. He didn't see the program he wanted to watch, so he returned to the military channel.

'Due to continuous rainfall in southern my country, a landslide occurred in Qingfeng Mountain, Wuhua County, S City. Many nearby villages were buried by mudslides, causing heavy casualties. Now a large number of disaster relief personnel have rushed to the scene, and my country's first People's Liberation Army troops have rushed to the scene. Disaster relief efforts.'

Seeing such news, her heart tightened.

I quickly turned up the TV volume several times and listened to the news reports.

On the TV screen, a reporter heading to the front line was wearing a raincoat and holding a microphone to the camera to report live. The rain was so heavy that she couldn't open her eyes.

Behind the reporter is a group of National Liberation Army soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms.

They were not wearing raincoats and carried out rescue work in the heavy rain.

Zhao Qingqing's eyes were fixed on all the People's Liberation Army that appeared on the screen. Whenever there was a natural disaster in the country, they were the first ones to rush to the front line.

The cutest person, the person she admires the most.

In the next two days, all satellite TV stations will broadcast the situation in the disaster area.

The heavy rain continues, making disaster relief difficult, and many local villagers are still trapped.

On the afternoon of the third day, Zhao Yuanjin served Zhao Qingqing soup as usual. The rain outside was very heavy, as if the Tianhe River was leaking, and the sound was terrifying.

She drank the tonic soup like poison, and her brows were still furrowed after drinking it.

Zhao Yuanjin took the empty bowl from her phone and saw that there was a lot left in the bowl. He scolded: "Why do you always have so much left?"

"Dad, I won't drink anymore. My health is getting better." Zhao Qingqing frowned and acted coquettishly, "If I keep drinking like this, I will become a fat pig. By then, it will be even more difficult for you to want a good son-in-law."

We have been with her for more than a month, and she spends a lot of time sitting every day, so her waistline is obviously much bigger.

If you keep drinking like this, you won't even be able to get out of the room by then.

"No." Zhao Yuanjin refused, then thought of something, and continued: "I will go to the disaster area with the mayor in the afternoon to deliver the donations and materials raised in the past two days. The soup has been stewed for you.

It's in the refrigerator. If I don't come back tomorrow, you can heat it up and drink it yourself, do you understand?"

He looked worried.

Zhao Qingqing heard this and asked in surprise: "Are you going to the disaster area?"

Zhao Yuanjin nodded: "Yes, I'll be back the day after tomorrow at most."

"Are you and the mayor going alone?" It was raining heavily outside, and Zhao Qingqing was very worried. "What kind of car did you call?"

Zhao Yuanjin replied: "I called Xiaoma's big truck, and Xiaoma will go too."

Knowing that his daughter was worried, he added: "Don't worry, we can get there in more than two hours by taking the expressway. I just don't trust you because I'm afraid that you won't drink soup or eat while I'm away."

"Oh." Zhao Qingqing listened to the pounding rain outside. It was impossible to say that she was not worried at all. But she knew that her father was warm-hearted and it was impossible not to let him go to the disaster area. That year was also the year of a major earthquake in the south. She repeatedly opposed it.

, he went anyway.

Alas, it can only make him pay more attention to safety on the road.

"It's raining so heavily, you should wait until it stops before going."

"Yes." Zhao Yuanjin nodded and repeatedly told Zhao Qingqing to drink soup and eat as he ordered.

Fortunately, the rain subsided a lot in the afternoon, so Zhao Yuanjin and the mayor set out for the disaster area.

At around six o'clock in the evening, Zhao Qingqing received a call from Zhao Yuanjin, saying that they had arrived at the disaster area safely.

A hanging heart fell.


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