Chapter 1311 Surviving in the last days of natural disasters (38)

However, even if the baby class needs assistants, they don’t need as many as seven or eight.

After Xu Yin and Ning Jin discussed it, they divided the children into two groups. The three girls with the highest scores based on her questions were in one group and went to the doll class to be Aunt Song's assistants; the remaining girls who had not yet implemented their work were in one group. , first go to the logistics department to register and see if you can get an easy job like picking eggs at a farm or harvesting vegetables in a planting area.

"Don't worry, our farmland is about to have a good harvest. At this time, we will recruit a group of temporary vegetable harvesters and delivery workers. I will keep an eye on it for you." Xu Yin comforted the children who had not won the assistant job. "You can nail up the chicken coops and vegetable baskets first. When you get the rutin chicks and vegetable seeds, you can raise them and plant them right away."

“Can we also raise chickens and grow vegetables at home?” the children asked eagerly, “Nuan Nuan said that if you are not a family, you cannot get chicken seedlings or grow vegetables.”

Xu Yin raised her eyebrows: "How could that be?"

Xiang Nuan hurriedly explained: "It's true! I heard what my brother said, because the number is not enough and we are outsiders, so we focus on families with old people and children first... I'm not lying to you, it's true!"

"Oh, it's okay." Xu Yin turned to the other children and said, "We have vegetable seeds and can give you some. As for the chickens, I will ask Aunt Zhu. She is a kind person. If she knew that you are like us, They are also children in the orphanage, so I will definitely give you priority."

 “Really?” The children’s eyes were bright.

“If you don’t believe it, follow me to Aunt Zhu and ask.”

 “Okay, okay!”

 “Let’s go together!”

“Yinyin, you are so kind! Without you to lead the way, we would not dare to go to the logistics department.”

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  Is the logistics department like a dragon in a tiger's den?

 Xu Yin: OK, I am very happy to be the king of this child.

So, she took the children to the logistics department.

Sure enough, as she said, the staff of the logistics department heard that they were all children in the welfare home and took great care of them. Knowing that the subsidy was not enough for them, they took the initiative to contact the farm and applied for six rutin chicken chicks. , plus the share of eggs in the subsidy, in two or three months, the dean and the children will be able to eat eggs every day.

Xu Yin also helped them get a subsidy for soybeans, which can be cooked thoroughly to supplement protein. Or when vegetables are not enough, a pot of soybean sprouts can also be eaten as a vegetable.

When they returned home with rutin chicks and soybeans in their arms, the children regained the innocent happiness they had in the orphanage, chatting about the differences between the two central cities. They were happy even if they were poor.

Xiang Nuan held the doll and wanted to play with some girls, but they refused:

“Nuan Nuan, we don’t have time to play.”

“Yes, we are going to be assistants in the doll class tomorrow morning. The dean’s mother is going to teach us how to be assistants. Why don’t you find someone else to play with!”

She went to play with some boys in Nannan and Beibei, but the boys were surrounding Ning Jin and Xu Yin, learning from them how to raise rutin chickens and how to sprout bean sprouts.

 Looking around, she couldn't find anyone willing to play with her, so she returned to her residence gloomily.

Xiang's mother was putting away her luggage. This time she moved, and her son somehow managed to apply for a spacious and bright three-bedroom apartment. He was in a really good mood. When he saw his daughter pouting, he joked: "Oh, mom's baby girl is back." ? How come your little mouth is so pouted that it can hang a bottle of oil? Who is bullying our little baby without opening his eyes? "

"Who bullied Nuan Nuan?" Xiang foreigner said before he entered the door.

He owes something to his biological sister who is one year younger than him. They reunited too late in his previous life, and he desperately wants to be good to her in this life. Not long after he was reborn, he found a portable space, about the size of half a basketball court. At the beginning of the extreme cold, he tried to stock up on a batch of supplies.

Originally, I wanted to recruit a group of brothers and show off my talents. To this end, I specially set aside half of the space to secretly stockpile a batch of military supplies.

However, the decision-makers in this life seemed to have changed. As soon as the natural disaster arrived, a series of reward and punishment measures were launched vigorously and resolutely; during the two years of extreme cold, a series of impregnable disaster avoidance underground cities with a defense index as high as S-level were built. The domestic death rate is the lowest in the world, unlike in previous generations when an extreme cold killed one-third of the population, not to mention the plague caused by high temperatures...

 The government is still the same government, but management at all levels is more rigorous and scientific than in peaceful times.

His recruitment plan fell through, and his ambitions had nowhere to go.

 Can’t help but suspect that there are people like him who have been reborn and are within the system.

The supplies he hoarded only slightly improved the living conditions of his family and lost their intended use.

 The military supplies stored up were not dared to be used.

He was sure that as soon as he took it out, he would be invited to tea immediately.

This time when he migrated to the Central Plains, he pretended to have discovered an arsenal's warehouse at the transit station. He simply handed over the military supplies and exchanged his family for a three-bedroom apartment and a place in the patrol team.

But he didn’t want to go to the patrol team and work day and night, so he let his father go.

"Brother." Xiang Nuan threw herself into her brother's arms, "No one bullies me, it's just that... the children in the orphanage have found jobs and will have to work in the mornings. I can't find anyone to play with. Brother, I also I want to be a helper in the doll class."

“Silly girl, the work is so tiring! My brother doesn’t even want to go when he has a job!” Xiang Yang scratched the tip of his sister’s nose.

Xiang Nuan: "Then let Nuan Nuan go!"

“That job is not suitable for Nuan Nuan. Nuan Nuan can just chat with her mother at home.” Xiang’s mother walked over and said.

 Xiang Nuan would have felt so happy before being surrounded by his family members and asking questions.

But today, through the dim corridor, she vaguely heard laughter, laughter and even singing coming from the big room in the orphanage. She was confused for a moment:

Why are those children so happy when they have clearly not found their families yet?

“…You little person, you are prosperous, you love to be poor and happy every day! You carefree soul, you are not serious, you are laughing and joking, we are poor and happy!”

 Xu Xi is teaching these children to sing "Poor and Happy" which he learned from the music channel on the learning machine during the two years in the bunker. A group of older and younger children are singing and having fun.

 After singing the song, Xu Dong also taught the children how to box.

Obviously it was a serious self-defense punch, but this group of children felt like they were drunken punches - they staggered around one by one, and after learning, they collectively lay on the ground laughing, and finally started playing the stack of arhats that they loved most when they were children.

Looking at this scene, the dean’s eyes were filled with tears. He held the hands of Xu Yin and Ning Jin and couldn’t help but praise: “You still have a way.”

 Xu Yin pretended to be stupid: "Dean mother, what are you talking about?"

The dean smiled: "Stop pretending, I know you have recovered. There is an old saying - God loves fools, and it is true. After you recover, you will be smarter than anyone else."

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 (End of this chapter)