There will never be a shortage of selfish people in this world who will do whatever it takes to pursue their own interests. Even if giant insects are raging right now, there are still some people who clearly have families and jobs, but still have to go to resettlement sites to eat and drink.
Ye Han couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Although he didn't have much money in his pocket, he could still do it in a basement that cost 10 or 20 yuan a night and insist on doing it for one night. Didn't he just come here to eat and drink?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have the urge to turn around and leave.
At this time, the volunteer who led the way took him outside a classroom and said to Ye Han and several other people who had passed the review: "You can stay in this classroom. Water and food are on the first floor."
Then he hurriedly left, rushing to help the next group of people.
Good man!
Ye Han sighed and couldn't figure out where so many volunteers came from.
The desks and chairs in the classroom were messy, and there was a pile of blankets more than one meter thick on the podium. Ye Han casually pulled one, put several desks together and used it as a bed, spread the blanket on it, lay down on it, and closed the door.
I fell asleep shortly after closing my eyes.
Although it was not yet noon, the experiences he had experienced in the past few hours from when he got up in the morning to now were enough to write a novel. It was so exhausting that he couldn't sleep.
People who lived in the same classroom didn't know each other, and the others didn't bother Ye Han, so they took blankets and settled them separately.
Ye Han slept until the sun set in the west, his stomach growling as he slept, and then he got up in a daze, patted his stomach, rubbed his eyes, and prepared to go to the first floor to get some food to fill his stomach.
But it didn't matter when he opened his eyes, he was immediately shocked. The classroom that was empty when he entered was now overcrowded. Looking at it, he couldn't count how many people lived in the classroom. Some were living on tables and some were sleeping on chairs.
, there are also a large group of people sleeping on the floor, and the most exaggerated thing is, there are also people living in bunk beds under the table.
His desk and bed were completely surrounded by a sea of floor coverings, making it difficult to even find a place to set foot.
"Borrow light, borrow light!" Ye Han shouted twice at the top of his lungs, picked the gap between two blankets and carefully stepped on them. He was about to continue walking out, but suddenly stopped.
It was easy to go out, but it was hard to say whether he would be able to find this table and bed when he came back. Ye Han simply took off the blanket, put Juanba Juanba under his arm, and took it away directly.
Even if the table and bed are occupied, with this blanket, you can still find a place to spend the night.
The classroom was overcrowded, and the corridor was no better. Half of the corridor was full of people, leaving only a third of the corridor for people walking.
Ye Han couldn't help but guess, how many people did this building house?
He walked slowly towards the first floor, and suddenly smelled the fragrance of instant noodles. He turned around and saw a young father carefully carrying an instant noodle bag filled with hot water on the blanket in the corridor. A young mother
He was gently comforting the little one who couldn't wait.
Ye Han smiled knowingly.
Not far away, a young couple cuddled tightly together. Although they were silent, there was a sense of warmth.
Seeing this scene, Ye Han's mood became much brighter.
However, a few steps away, a young girl hugged her knees and stared at her toes with blank eyes. There were still a few dried blood stains on her dirty clothes.
Ye Han couldn't help but hesitate in his steps. He wanted to comfort the girl, but couldn't say anything.
A few steps further, a young woman was crying silently while holding a sleeping baby in her arms. Big tears fell one drop at a time on the small quilt wrapping the baby, leaving a circle of scattered tear stains.
Next to me, an old lady with gray hair was crying while holding a family photo.
Ye Han felt as if there was a stone stuck in his chest. He quickened his pace as if running away, but his eyes uncontrollably glanced over everyone, taking their joy, anger, sorrow, and joy into his eyes and remembering them in his heart.
Happy people are all alike, but unhappy people are each unhappy in their own way.
Ye Han didn't know what they had gone through, but he could guess what happened to them. Facing the faces that were either sad or sad, numb or dull, his heart seemed to be deeply pricked by something.
Walking all the way to the first floor, Ye Han saw several extremely tired volunteers. Ye Han explained the purpose of his visit. The volunteer handed him a bag of instant noodles and a bottle of mineral water, pointed to the corridor on the right and reminded: "Go to the end.
Waterhouse."
Ye Han nodded his thanks and walked towards the water room without saying a word.
There was a long queue outside the water room. Ye Han took the initiative to queue to the end of the line and waited for more than ten minutes before entering the water room.
There was a row of brand-new vertical water heaters standing in the water room, and several workers were installing them. People lined up to walk to the installed water heaters, received water one by one, and left.
When it was Ye Han's turn, he was shocked to find that the temperature indicator of the water heater stopped at thirty-five degrees.
Can this water...be used?
Ye Han saw with his own eyes several people filling torn instant noodle bags with water that was only over 30 degrees Celsius.
He silently stepped back and turned around to leave, walked out of the teaching building, and stood on the steps in a daze, as if lost.
There are no trucks or buses visible on the playground, only garbage strewn on the ground and pedestrians walking around in small groups.
For some reason, Ye Han, who had never smoked before, suddenly had the urge to smoke a cigarette. It seemed that all his worries could be exhaled with the smoke.
After a long time, Ye Han strode back to the teaching building, returned the mineral water, instant noodles and blankets one by one, and then strode away with his head held high under the puzzled eyes of the volunteers.
After walking out of the school gate, Ye Han suddenly let out a breath, took out his cell phone with a battery alarm, and dialed Zhou Yun's number: "Old Zhou, where are you?"
"Patrol, what's going on?"
"Do you have Director Xie's phone number? I want to go find him now." Ye Han said without hesitation.
Damn his grandma's idea of retreating in order to advance. He should have been a member of the resettlement camp. Since he had this opportunity to gain a foothold, why not cherish it?
"Where are you? I'll take you to see Bureau Xie." Zhou Yun said.
"Provincial Experimental Middle School." Ye Han said.
Ten minutes later, Ye Han stood in front of Xie Changfa for the second time.
Xie Changfa said solemnly: "Have you thought clearly?"
"I've thought about it clearly." Ye Han replied firmly.
Xie Changfa nodded: "Okay, I will officially go to work tomorrow..."
"Today." Ye Han said.
"What?" Xie Changfa stared at Ye Han unexpectedly.
"That's it for today, I don't want to waste any more time." Ye Han said.
Xie Chang laughed: "Okay, just for today...Xiao Zhu, come in!"
A young man appeared in response: "Director, you called me?"
Xie Changfa pointed at Ye Han: "Xiao Zhu, take him to the Human Resources Department to go through the entry procedures, get clothes and arrange dormitories. Xiao Ye, do you have any other requirements?"
"I want to know when I can receive the equipment." Ye Han said, "If possible, can I choose it by myself?"
Xie Changfa waved his hand: "You can get the equipment after completing the formalities. Whatever is available in the warehouse, you can get whatever you like."
