Several trucks gradually moved away, and Ye Han walked slowly towards the direction where the trucks disappeared.
After the Jingshui Lake incident, Jingjiang City arranged a number of temporary resettlement sites, first to accommodate people evacuated from near Jingshui Lake, and later to accept people evacuated from other places.
Maps of the distribution of resettlement sites were posted all over the streets and alleys of Jingjiang City. He looked at a random map and found that the resettlement site closest to the police station was located at Jingjiang Experimental Middle School.
In order to save fuel, the buses in Jinghu City had stopped early. Ye Han took a moment to memorize the route to the Experimental Middle School, and it took him more than an hour to see the tall teaching building of the Experimental Middle School.
The closer he got to the Experimental Middle School, the more trucks there were on the road. When he walked outside the Experimental Middle School, he found that the school playground was full of trucks and buses of various types parked, and groups of people were stranded on the playground, bewildered.
Several people wearing red tourist hats with the word "volunteer" printed on their heads held electric horns and shouted loudly, organizing the crowd to enter several teaching buildings separately.
Ye Han knew that most of the people here were villagers who had been evacuated by the government from outside the city. Due to the emergency, most people got on the bus immediately after receiving the news. Only a few people had the opportunity to take out some of their property. Most people
Being left empty-handed and alone, a series of issues such as food, clothing, and housing must be guaranteed by the government.
Looking at the crowds of people supporting the elderly and the young in the parking lot, the two cold words "refugee" suddenly popped into Ye Han's mind.
From the bottom of his heart, he was unwilling to use these two heavy words to describe his compatriots, but farmers who had lost their homes and land, even if they received government assistance, were they any different from refugees?
What’s the point of deliberately avoiding the word “refugee” in the name of a harmonious society? It’s nothing more than selling sheep over dogs.
And he is undoubtedly one of the refugees now, which really makes people lament the helplessness of his fate.
With an unusually disappointed mood, Ye Han walked into the gate of the Experimental Middle School, randomly selected a teaching building, and followed the crowded flow of people towards the teaching building.
The flow of people outside the teaching building was blocked by volunteers. Only then did Ye Han see that more than a dozen sets of desks and chairs were lined up inside the door of the teaching building, blocking the door tightly. A volunteer shouted, "Line in line, everyone."
People are lining up, ready to register personal information——"
There was a commotion in the front for a while, and the crowd finally formed a crooked queue. Ye Han's position was originally at the back, and he didn't deliberately try to grab the front. There was no doubt that his position was at the end of the queue.
But not long after, a long queue formed behind him. What was originally the tail became the middle, then became the front, but there were not a few people in front of Ye Han.
Ye Han couldn't help but frown, this would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey?
The volunteers work very efficiently. People at the front of the queue register their information one by one, and then go to different floors under the guidance of volunteers.
Suddenly there was a commotion ahead, and a loud voice roared: "Why do you want me to leave? Why don't you let me stay? Who the hell are you? I'm going to fuck your grandma..."
Everyone's eyes turned over in unison, and they vaguely saw a bald man surrounded by volunteers. The man was frothing at the mouth and jumping around and cursing.
Several police officers responsible for maintaining order quickly rushed through the crowd and surrounded the bald men.
"What are you doing? What do you want to do?" The bald man's voice suddenly rose a few degrees, "Hitting people, the police are beating people -"
The loud voice spread far away, and several policemen made a quick decision and immediately subdued the bald man and escorted him out of the teaching building.
At this point, the man still refused to shut up and kept cursing.
A middle-aged man who looked like a farmer suddenly rushed up and slapped the bald man in the face: "You're such a bitch!"
The sudden slap stunned the bald man. He glared at the middle-aged man and gritted his teeth: "You have the guts to wait, I will use a white knife to go in and a red knife to go out..."
The middle-aged man stared back with disdain: "If you have the ability, just come. You are the one who made me frown!"
A policeman quickly advised: "Brother, don't be like him. Don't worry, he disturbs the order first and threatens you later. He will definitely not suffer the consequences."
Another policeman smiled coldly at the bald man: "Don't even think about staying at the resettlement site. I'll find a better place for you. Come and send you to the detention center."
Everyone was silent until the bald man was escorted out of the teaching building, and the crowd suddenly buzzed like a frightened beehive.
The registration process that followed was uneventful. Although a few people were cleared out of the teaching building, no one dared to act mischievously.
Ye Han didn't know the reason why they were removed. He only knew that some of the people removed were old and young, but most of them were young people. He couldn't help but think in his heart. Could it be that young people were not allowed to enter the resettlement site?
But when I thought about it carefully, I felt something was wrong. Among the people accepted by the resettlement site, there were more young and strong people!
Unable to figure out the reason, Ye Han simply didn't bother and made up his mind. If he wasn't accepted here, he would just run away and find another place. Is it possible that a living person could die from suffocation?
After waiting patiently for more than half an hour, Ye Han finally queued up in front of the table. The volunteer sitting behind the table asked without raising his head: "Name?" His voice was weak. There were so many people in line, so he was probably blocked.
The torture was severe.
"Ye Han!" Ye Han replied concisely.
"gender?"
"male!"
"age……"
After asking about the situation, Ye Han was almost stripped clean. After filling in the personal information, the volunteer thrust the form into Ye Han's hand, pointed to the policeman aside and said, "Come over there for review!"
Ye Han almost vomited, why did you have to go through an inspection before entering the resettlement site? He was vaguely aware of the reason why those people were cleared out, and couldn't help but secretly wonder, is this a fucking Chinese characteristic?
The form was handed to the police. The police just looked at it, typed a few times on the computer, and nodded to Ye Han: "That's it."
Is this enough?
Ye Han was a little stupid and couldn't help but ask: "Comrade, what on earth are you reviewing? Is it over so soon?"
The policeman didn't seem to expect that Ye Han would ask this. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Let's see if you have a house in the city, a car, a fixed income, etc."
"Oh!" Ye Han suddenly understood and left the review point thoughtfully.
To put it simply, the government's capabilities are also limited. Although there are many resettlement sites in the city, more people need to be resettled when they evacuate into the city.
Migrant workers who lost their jobs due to the insect plague and other people who have lost their basic living abilities also need to be resettled by the government. The resettlement pressure of the Jingjiang City Government is not ordinary.
