Chapter 442 Geysers National Park 26

  From morning to night, on a non-stop journey.

  The road signs with the words "Mantou Village" on the highway gave them great hope.

   "Hurry up everyone! We're going to make it!"

  Someone spoke loudly in front, and the crowd following behind suddenly burst into cheers, and all the exhaustion and fatigue before were swept away.

   They quickened their pace.

  The original half-hour journey was shortened to more than ten minutes.

  However, when they actually saw the village, those excited expressions stagnated on everyone's faces.

  The steamed bun village they imagined is just like when they came here before.

  Clean and tidy, spacious and bright, small bungalows stand on the side of the road.

   When they arrive, there will be special rescuers who will serve them hot food, say a word of hard work, and then welcome their arrival.

   In reality, Mantou Village is not very optimistic.

  The houses were also destroyed by the earthquake. I don’t know how many houses were destroyed. There were tents built with plastic sheets or other things everywhere on the ground.

   There is also a new tomb that has just been built. The current situation cannot be like the past where special arrangements for funerals are made. There are only a group of people burning paper in front of the earthen mound.

  Who has the time and energy to clean up the falling volcanic ash, the faces of most people are tired and dazed.

   When they arrive, it is naturally impossible to have the courtesy they imagined.

  The moment they appeared at the entrance of the village, what appeared in people's eyes was defense and vigilance.

   Soon, the middle-aged village chief came.

  His eyes swept across the crowd, "Come take refuge, follow me."

   Said the village chief led them to a field open space.

   It can be seen that wheat was planted here before, and now it is used as a place to accommodate refugees.

   "If you want, you can live here.

   If you don’t want to, there is no extra space in our village. "

  The asylum seekers came in batch after batch.

  People in Mantou Village are already familiar with how to deal with people who defected here, and the villagers are no longer willing to let them continue to live in the village.

   "Are you kidding us?"

  Come here with full of hope, the despair after that kind of hope makes them unacceptable.

   "No food or drink, no cover on top of the head, do you want us to die?"

  The village chief closed his eyes when he heard the words. Obviously, he had encountered this situation many times.

   "For those who are willing to stay, on the first day in our village, each person will be provided with a pancake.

  If you want other things, you can buy them with money and exchange them for things. If you don't have these two, come and work for us.

  If you don’t want to, you can go directly. "

   Hearing the words, the fleeing people fell silent.

   They walked for a day and managed to escape here. Where can I go without food or drink?

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   There are already many refugees here.

  People sat messily on the mud.

  Some conditions are better, and a small tent is built with dilapidated items. Some of the conditions are so poor that they are even padded with a few pieces of paper and sit casually on the soil.

   "Oh, it's fucking.

  I used to be a senior official of the world's top 500, and I haven't arrived for a week, but now I have become a beggar refugee. "

   Someone couldn't bear this huge gap, and complained frantically. Holding the phone with no information, he pressed it several times without giving up, and then slammed the phone down in anger——

   "Fuck it!"

   There are many people who are as desperate as him.

  The child next to him was pulled by an adult, and lost his original curiosity and innocence. Standing behind the parents, looking around with wide eyes, eyes full of bewilderment and fear of being influenced by adults.

  (end of this chapter)