After leaving the refugee settlement, after walking a few steps, I saw Yu Ming coming with someone.
Just now he was checking door to door in the main camp, and after checking most of them, he found that the other half was finished.
After asking, I found out that the prince had also come out, and he looked around hurriedly.
"Let's go, let's go. It's raining too much! Go over there and say something!"
Song Yang pointed to the nearest shed, which was a large cooking shed for the search team...
Song Yang and Yu Ming squeezed through to protect themselves from the rain and wind.
Since they couldn't squeeze in so many people, the other strong men and sergeants asked them to go back and rest.
This time it should be the end of Haishi, which is almost eleven o'clock at night.
"Your Majesty! Why are you out here? You got caught in the rain and got sick. You can't bear the humiliation of your position!"
"Go back quickly."
"Don't worry. I have several layers of coir raincoat, it's okay!" Song Yang waved his hand and said.
"Go to the homeless camp tomorrow and have a look. Many simple sheds are leaking badly. We urge them to repair them as soon as possible."
"Chen Fu may not be able to do this all by himself."
"Also, I just discovered that our main business area has too few drainage facilities."
"It's raining heavily, and water is piling up everywhere. Look here, the water is up to your ankles!"
"And here, it's so muddy that my shoes almost got stuck in it!"
"Tomorrow I will have someone dig some drainage ditches and cover them with bluestone covers. We don't have enough bluestone to find them in the city."
"If it's a muddy place, go to the lake and get some sand to cushion it."
Song Yang asked a lot of questions along the way.
Now I have to explain it to Yu Ming and start rectification early tomorrow morning.
Now that we have entered the rainy season, there is no telling when there will be another heavy rain.
The situation of the campground is that it looks pretty neat when it's not raining or when it's raining lightly.
When it rained heavily, the water accumulation immediately became serious.
"I have also discovered these problems in my humble position. I will deal with them early tomorrow morning." Yu Ming responded with clasped fists.
"How's it going at the main camp?" Song Yang asked with concern.
"A few women lost control of their emotions and tried to persuade them for a while."
"There were also a few boys who ran out and ran around in fear of thunder, but they were all captured by the humble officials."
"It's no problem now. Don't worry, Your Majesty."
Yu Ming is very good at handling these matters. He has been in the army for a long time, and the most taboo thing is bombing the camp.
Song Yang thought for a moment and said:
"Forced repression is not a long-term solution. Let's let the cultural team go for a walk tomorrow for psychological counseling."
Those four girls from the art team are now celebrities in the camp.
The main reason is that they no longer have stage fright and can chat with people for a long time wherever they go.
Song Yang suddenly thought that these four people might be able to develop further and go offline.
Set up a community committee or something like that.
Specially responsible for enlightening and persuading the trivial matters among the common people...
I talked to Yu Ming about some important things again, and now the rain became lighter.
"Your Majesty! Come back. These things will be handled smoothly tomorrow."
When encountering such a workaholic leader, Yu Ming could only try his best to persuade him.
"Okay. I will leave now. No need to send me off, you can go back. There are only a few steps."
With that said, Song Yang put on his bamboo hat and hurried to the adobe house where he lived.
Yu Ming didn't feel relieved and followed him from a distance. When he saw Song Yang arriving at the door of his house, he turned around and left.
Song Yang came back from the quarantine area, and Yu Ming requisitioned an adobe house for him to live in.
Even Tong Qian lived directly in the adobe house, right next to Song Yang.
"Woooooooo..."
"Crack!"
"Woooooooo..."
"Crack!"
Song Yang just arrived at the door, accompanied by the sound of thunder and explosions.
Some crying sounds were vaguely heard coming from the house.
"I'll go! Is it haunted?"
Song Yang carefully arrived at the door and made sure that the sound came from inside the house.
There was no fire at all in the room, and it didn't look like there was anyone there.
Opening the door quietly, Song Yang saw a figure squatting on the corner of the bed with the help of lightning!
Unkempt hair, green eyes, green face and fangs...
Okay, I can’t make it up anymore, there’s just a guy with disheveled hair squatting there.
A flash of lightning frightened Song Yang.
"Who! Who's there!" Song Yang yelled in a condensed voice.
"It's a slave...Prince...wuwuwu..."
"This slave is so scared..."
The figure raised his head, and with the help of lightning, Song Yang saw clearly that it was Tong Qian.
"Uh! Xiaoqian. Why did you run into my room? You scared me."
Song Yang walked in speechlessly and said.
"Your Majesty! I'm so scared!" Tong Qian rushed over and hugged Song Yang.
"Hey, hey! I'm covered in water, get up quickly!"
Song Yang is still wearing a raincoat at this moment.
"Oooh! I'm so scared!"
Tong Qian didn't let go, she hugged Song Yang and cried there.
"Oh oh oh...it's okay, it's okay! What are you afraid of when your prince is here!"
"I'm afraid... Your Majesty doesn't want to be a slave anymore! Woohoo!" Tong Qian cried, feeling aggrieved.
"How could it be possible? Xiaoqian is so cute, how could I not want Xiaoqian anymore? Quick, let go, your body is all wet!"
Song Yang tried to get Tong Qian away by trying to persuade her and then holding her hand.
I took off my raincoat and bamboo hat, then picked up a candle from the ground beside the table and lit it.
Only when the candlelight lit up did Song Yang see clearly what was going on in the room.
Tong Qian's face was a little pale, and her hair and body were wet.
Needless to say, the water on my body when I was holding myself was almost dripping down now.
"You, you! Why didn't you light a candle when you came here?" Song Yang asked speechlessly.
Tong Qian shook her head and said aggrievedly: "I didn't find it..."
Song Yang left in a hurry and accidentally blew out the candle and dropped it to the ground. He went out before he had time to pick it up.
"Okay. I'm back too. It's okay. Go back quickly and wear my raincoat. Take this towel and wipe it with you."
Song Yang handed Tong Qian a dry towel and said.
"Crack!"
Suddenly there was a thunder explosion, which made Tong Qian tremble and hug Song Yang again.
"I'm afraid, I don't want to live alone!"
"Your Majesty, I was afraid just now... the thunder was so loud, I want to be by Your Majesty's side."
"The prince is not in the house..."
"I thought the prince didn't want any more slaves... Wuwuwu..."
Tong Qian became more and more sad as she talked and started crying again.
"Oh oh oh... It's okay. It's okay. Let's stop crying. Isn't the prince here? It's okay. Stop crying!"
"If you don't want to go back, don't go back! Quickly wipe your head clean, don't catch the cold."
Song Yang took a towel and wiped Tong Qian's hair.
"Your Majesty, please go and sit over there, and my servant will help you wipe it."
Tong Qian stopped crying and was embarrassed to ask Song Yang to wipe her hair.
He took the towel and helped Song Yang wipe it.
No matter how well a coir raincoat or bamboo hat can keep out the rain, it can't completely prevent leakage, let alone when it rains so heavily.
Song Yang's hair was also a lot wet.
Sitting by the bed, Tong Qian stood in front of him and wiped his hair.
Song Yang's face was facing Tong Qian's chest, and the skirt of her clothes wet with rain was a little transparent, and Song Yang was distracted by what he saw.
"Forget it. Xiaoqian, stop wiping! Just exercise and sweat!"
Song Yang didn't suppress the evil fire, hugged Tong Qian and buried her head in her.
"Your Majesty..."
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That night, Song Yang behaved shamelessly and bestially!
Until dawn, the rain has passed and the sky has cleared up.