Chapter 151 (Chapter 151 (End of Volume 1...)
Song Yao and the county magistrate had a tacit understanding and pretended not to see each other.
Although they really looked like they were together.
After all, the medicinal materials used in chilblain ointment are not as numerous and expensive as Song Yao said. The county magistrate has no interest in collecting them, and the production process is also the same. The country J only made a reservation, and the batch of chilblain ointment made overtime was directly sold. Divided between the two.
The items are the same, the size is the same, and even the boxes have the same outer packaging.
But the two firmly refused to admit that they were a team.
The county magistrate said to the secretary: "I donated clothes, but I still donated more than Yao'er."
Song Yao also babbled to brother Yuan Jiang: "My father also donated the electric kettle he planned to sell. We are still better than the county magistrate brother."
Yuan Jiang: "..."
Even though we have been together for such a long time, sometimes I still don’t quite understand some of Song Yao’s operations.
This batch, ah no, two batches of chilblain ointment will be sent to various disaster areas along with the troops stationed in Huling County.
The soldiers who were undergoing post-disaster reconstruction also received supplies shortly after the troops arrived.
"These clothes are so thick, they must be specially made, right?"
"Squad leader, is this an electric kettle? I heard that there aren't many of them on the market now, which is strange."
Compared with the older soldiers who just smiled on their faces and couldn't put it down to check out these supplies, the recruits who were still very young and came to participate in the rescue mission not long after joining the army could not suppress the excitement in their hearts.
"There is also frostbite ointment. Hey, why is there no brand name written on it?"
The squad leader, who had always been very strict with them, rarely allowed these young soldiers to have a heated discussion this time. He waited until the time was almost up before interrupting with a smile:
"Okay, everyone should keep the things they were given. These are given to us because our tasks are the hardest and most difficult. Once you get the things, you have to work hard tomorrow."
The little warriors all responded with a smile. Some cherished the clothes and put them in the cabinet, while some couldn't wait to put them on. Then they shared with everyone with a look of surprise:
"It's so warm!! There are several thick layers. It will definitely not be cold when you go out wearing this tomorrow."
Several other people immediately joined in the fun and came forward. Even though they were there too, they all looked surprised.
"None of the clothes my mother sewed for me were this thick."
"That's for sure. Your family doesn't have much money, so how can you spend so much cotton and fabric? Fortunately, I listened to my brother's advice and joined the army. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to live such a good life."
They happily started the second round of discussion there, but a young soldier in his early twenties came to the squad leader embarrassedly:
"Squad leader, if these things are given to us, do they belong to us?"
The squad leader wondered: "I'm sure, why do you ask this?"
The young soldier blushed: "My family is poor and we don't have any decent cotton clothes. I want to send them back to my parents. My hometown has also suffered a disaster. Although it is not as serious as here, I am afraid that they will not be able to eat and live."
The monitor expressed understanding.
This kind of thing is quite common in the army. These days, after all, there are only a few people who have enough food and clothing at home. Many soldiers will send new clothes back every year. They wear the old ones themselves and basically go to the country after receiving the allowance. Send it home.
He patted the young soldier on the shoulder: "If you want to send them, you have to wait until the mission is over. I originally sent these things because the mission was too difficult. Good-hearted people donated them just to save you from hardship. Don't let me down." People’s kindness.”
"And don't worry too much about your hometown. I heard that troops have already passed by. Think about how we rescued and helped the local people. That's how the troops over there rescued and helped your home."
The young soldiers nodded repeatedly, thinking about the people they rescued, and felt relieved instantly.
And the little warriors who were still actively discussing over there also discovered something new: "These boxes also have seals written on them."
"I know the words, let me see."
"How about it? What's written on it?"
"Hope you are safe, Comrade Song."
"Is this Comrade Song the donor? Why does it look familiar to me?"
Someone immediately thought: "The person in charge of the Snow Penguin Car!! He was on TV the last time we watched TV together!!!"
Now that all the disaster areas have restored power, all members of the Central Continent Broadcast Team watched the last broadcast. Many people were so excited when they saw themselves appearing on the TV cameras that they almost forgot to eat.
Compared with ordinary people who only know about the Snow Penguin Car on TV, these military comrades who come into contact with the little red car every day understand the importance of this car better.
When the list appeared on the Xinwen Network, many people noticed the three characters "Comrade Song" that were listed in the first line and were very conspicuous.
This has also triggered various discussions on "whether Comrade Song is called Comrade Song."
Now seeing the three familiar words again, everyone was excited.
"Is it really Comrade Song? Did he donate things to us?!"
"This box also has a name on it."
"What is it? Is it also Comrade Song?"
"No, this time it's Comrade Hu."
So, in the small dormitory, there was a heated discussion about "Is it such a coincidence that both of them are called gay" and "or is it really just a surname?"
It wasn't until lights-out time came and the monitor coughed a few times that the dormitory became quiet again.
But on this dark night as usual, they slept particularly peacefully with the new supplies.
It may also be because no matter how difficult it is, Zhongzhou's quick response and the ordinary people who support from all directions make everyone's heart full of hope.
In the distant big tree village.
Song Yao suddenly turned over while sleeping.
Both he and the county magistrate signed the seals of each box in accordance with regulations. I wonder if the brothers and sisters in the military will think that his handwriting is more beautiful than that of the county magistrate's brother after seeing the seal? !
005 is very sure: [Of course, host you are the best host. 】
Song Yao agreed with 005's words.
Of course he is the best. He has even made some prototypes of an instrument for predicting earthquakes. Can you do it, Brother County Magistrate?
Definitely not!
So he still won.
Hehehe, the child closed his eyes with satisfaction and fell asleep happily, planning to have a dream about the bright future of Middle-earth tonight.
[Good night, 005. 】
He wants to sleep well and turn this beautiful dream into reality when he wakes up.
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