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Chapter 117

Chapter 117

On the 20th, Hua Zhao set out carrying a backpack he had sewn.

"You must be careful on the road. What should you do if you encounter bad people?" Hua Qiang began to worry at this time: "...Don't fight with others."

He was worried that his little flower would be bullied for being so beautiful, and he was also worried that his little flower would be bullied.

Good guy, she can break someone's bones with just one move. She is not at home outside, but without the support of villagers, old and young, who will carry her then?

"How about I ask Wang Meng to find someone to take you there?" Hua Qiang said worriedly, looking at his granddaughter's increasingly beautiful face.

He suddenly felt that it was better to look the same as before. If he went out looking the same as before, he wouldn't be worried at all!

Bad guy? His little flower doesn’t look like a good guy...

The bad guys might be scared when they see it...

It doesn't work like this now, it's too sin-inducing.

Hua Zhao hid his attributes, but Hua Qiang didn't notice it at all. He just stared at Hua Zhao's face these past few days and sighed because he was worried.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, the train is very safe all the way to the capital. I will never talk to strangers on the train! I won't be cheated," Hua Zhao said.

"Okay, be smart, don't believe anything other people say! Don't eat anything I give you! Don't even look at it if I ask you to help take care of the child..." Hua Qiang explained all the way and sent Hua Zhao to the train.

superior.

Hua Zhao got on the train and put on the mask she bought specially from the hospital.

She had to go to the provincial capital first, then take a train from the provincial capital to the capital, and then transfer to Sugar Mountain.

In short, she has to take a train for a day and a night, face to face for a day and a night. No matter how much she hides herself, the people around her will notice her.

Most of the people who went out at this time were for official business, mostly men, and she didn't want to attract attention and cause unnecessary problems.

The closer she got to that day, the less at ease she felt. She felt that her mood had been a bit unstable in the past two days. She might have to break someone's bones if they messed with her.

She is not afraid of losing money, she is afraid of being delayed on the road.

With the mask on, it really feels a lot more peaceful. But when eating, it is inevitable to take off the mask, which attracts people across from you to look over frequently.

He also struck up a conversation with her, asking her about this and that, and asked her why a little girl went out alone.

Hua Zhao pretended to be deaf-mute... The other party shook his head sadly and shut up.

On the 21st, she arrived at her destination successfully.

Standing in the train station, Hua Zhao looked at the people going around.

It is said that this was also the hardest-hit area at the time. A few seconds before the disaster, someone shouted that the sky outside was abnormal and that it seemed to be raining. People who were in the square all rushed into the house. As a result, the house collapsed and few people went out.

Here, it's easy to solve. If the rails at the train station were destroyed two days in advance, they would have to stop running, and fewer people would come here.

After leaving the train station, Hua Zhao went straight to the countryside outside the city.

From this day on, strange things happened in the countryside.

Landslide.

Sliding every day, slopes every day.

There was a landslide in this village in the morning. Before other villages could see the excitement, there was a landslide in my own village in the afternoon.

Fortunately, it all happened in broad daylight when no one was home, so there were no casualties, but the house was uninhabitable.

Everyone could only sigh and build simple shacks on the flat land in the village. Fortunately, it was not cold in the summer.

In three days, Hua Zhao rode the second-hand bicycle he bought and hurriedly visited the surrounding villages.

The whole city was in an uproar.

Has their soil and water been lost to this extent? Not a single village has been left behind, they have all suffered!

How to solve the resettlement problem of so many disaster victims?


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