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Chapter 290 290, the most beautiful takeaway brother

Chapter 290 290, the most beautiful takeaway brother

All kinds of wailing, sighing, crying, and mourning sounded endlessly. The worst ones looked distraught, with empty eyes, like a walking corpse, just sitting blankly, with their mouths wide open, their eyes dark, Dirty, no one responded.

There was an oppressive and hopeless atmosphere everywhere, Lin Xiaojian felt very uncomfortable, walked quickly, and didn't want to stay here for a second.

Finally I found a Class 3 classroom filled with all kinds of packaged food, cakes, biscuits, instant noodles, chocolate...

He put 24 bowls of Malatang on the table. He wanted to find a piece of cloth to cover it to keep warm, but he was afraid that someone who didn't know it would suddenly open it and overturn all the Malatang. Bin made a phone call and asked him to quickly arrange for someone to pick up the meal.

Not wanting to feel the pain of the victims, Lin Xiaojian walked to the other side of the school.The environment here is completely different from that over there. Young volunteers are wearing yellow vests, carrying supplies in full swing. There are various professional volunteers to help with psychological counseling, identity registration, and physical examination.A thriving scene full of hope and courageous struggle against natural disasters.

Under the influence of this vigor, the originally gloomy mood became active.

Walking outside the resettlement site, he rode on a battery car and drove towards Beishanhe, wanting to see what the flooding was like.But within a few hundred meters, there is no way at all. The place where the eyes are full is the sparkling ocean. It is hard to distinguish where is the road, where is the bridge, and where is the river. On the surface of the water, if you are not careful, you may fall into a ditch several meters deep.

The off-road vehicle, which is usually arrogant and domineering on the road, now only has a little roof sticking out of the water, and an assault boat carrying several armed police officers and soldiers rushed forward through the waves.Looking at this magnificent picture of nature, Lin Xiaojian shuddered all over, feeling that human power was too small in the face of natural disasters.

Humans have liked to live by water since ancient times, but if there is extreme weather, living by water is the first to suffer.

On the way back, seeing more and more accumulated water on both sides of the road, and the painful howls of the victims echoed in his head, he suddenly wanted to do something.

Lin Xiaojian never felt that he was a kind person. He never gave money to someone who was begging for food, and he didn't see the drip chips forwarded in Moments.He felt that he was half a good person, he never cheated, shoddy, that's all.

But when he saw these homeless disaster victims with his own eyes, he hated that he was not capable enough to help them.

At this time, he suddenly understood the significance of the existence of the government and non-profit organizations.No matter who it is, there is no guarantee that the next disaster will not be yourself.

"I have to help them. Aren't the volunteers short of hot food? I'll make Mala Tang for them!"

At this moment, a strong sense of responsibility emerged in Lin Xiaojian's heart. He was unable to charge forward like armed police officers and soldiers, and he did not know how to provide medical aid. The most suitable thing to do was to provide them with bowls of steaming hot spicy soup to help them recover quickly. , can help more people in need.

He did what he said, and went back to the market. It was getting dark and there was no one there. He turned on the gas stove and brought out all the vegetables that could be blanched.In the dark night, the huge bazaar, which is usually full of people, is silent, only the eight o'clock fire is flickering stubbornly.

He soon came back with a takeaway box on his back. Seeing his figure, some victims whispered strangely:

"Do you think this person came here just now?"

"It seems so, why does it look like a delivery man?"

"It looks like it to me. Can I order takeout at this time? The whole town is flooded..."

Lin Xiaojian walked to Class 3 and 24 with a heavy take-out box on his back, and saw that the [-] bowls of Mala Tang he had just delivered had disappeared. He called Tong Bin and wanted to tell him that he had delivered another batch, free of charge. But no one answered the phone after calling three times.

"What should I do, you can't let it cool down?"

Tong Bin was not around, so he didn't know who to ask to distribute the batch of Malatang.If you are in a hurry, since no one is in charge, let's distribute it by yourself. As long as there are volunteers who have not eaten, they can get a bowl.Anyway, I did it myself, and I can give it to whomever I love, just with a clear conscience.He is not a public welfare organization and does not need to be responsible to anyone.

"Hello, have you eaten? Do you want spicy hot pot? There are spicy and non-spicy ones."

He walked to the area where the volunteers were, and whenever he saw someone sitting on the ground resting, eating and drinking, he asked them friendly one by one.

"No more."

"No, thanks."

I don't know if everyone is full or if they are embarrassed. After asking several people, they politely declined.

"Ma La Tang? What flavor is it? Is it spicy enough?"

Until he asked a young man with a Sichuan-Chongqing accent, when he heard Malatang, his eyes lit up, he glanced at the dry bread in his hand, then glanced expectantly at the heavy takeaway box, and asked in a trembling tone.

"Uh, only slightly spicy..."

"Okay, slightly spicy is fine, give me a bowl quickly, I'm starving."

"Okay, here's the bowl for you."

"Chew, bah, bah...it's really fragrant and delicious, even better than freshly made ones in the store!"

This Sichuan-Chongqing guy was probably really hungry, so he was not polite to Lin Xiaojian. After taking the Malatang, he immediately ate and drank. He ate up a large bowl of Malatang in less than a minute, and there was no soup left. , After drinking all of it, I almost licked the bottom of the bowl with my tongue.

"Gudu."

"Gudu..."

Seeing him eating so readily, several volunteers beside him couldn't help swallowing, and suddenly felt that the dry bread in their hands was not fragrant.

Seeing everyone staring at the young man eagerly, Lin Xiaojian couldn't guess what they were thinking, so he recommended it to them again.This time, everyone was no longer reserved, their eyes radiated with hunger, and they immediately grabbed all 24 bowls of Malatang.

"Thank you, how much?"

Seeing the four characters "Meituan Takeaway" printed on his takeout box, the young man asked proactively.

"It's okay, no money, please eat, thanks to you."

Seeing that everyone was covered in mud and water, Lin Xiaojian didn't feel sorry for the expenses at all. He only regretted that he didn't have two heads and six arms, so he couldn't give away 72 bowls at once.

"That's not good!"

Seeing Lin Xiaojian's appearance as a takeaway boy, the Chuanyu guy instinctively took out his mobile phone and wanted to transfer money to him, but Lin Xiaojian turned around and ran away.

"What a nice guy."

Feeling the warm food in their stomachs and the support of the people, the volunteers deeply felt that what they did was meaningful, and their tired and paralyzed bodies regained strength.

Seeing the feast here, the volunteers from afar came over after smelling the fragrance.It's good to have something to eat at this time, who dares to expect to be able to eat hot food!Looking at the packing boxes all over the floor, the others were very envious.

After a while, a group of middle-aged people with extraordinary bearing walked over.Beishan's top leader, Mayor Lu, was also on the list, but he could only follow behind the first few.

(End of this chapter)