At the highway toll gate.
The radio was constantly broadcasting the situation from Beili.
"According to our understanding, the earthquake has caused more than 200,000 people to be trapped."
"The specific situation is still being calculated.”
"Currently, 12,000 people have been successfully rescued.”
In the broadcast, the host's voice sounded like he was about to cry.
At the same time.
Unlike other large trucks that were filled with goods.
On the shelf of a blue three-wheeled motorcycle.
There were eight middle-aged men.
Every man was dressed plainly, with dark skin and thick calluses on their palms.
It was obvious that each of them was a farmer.
The things in the car were not instant noodles or biscuits.
Instead, there were bags of rice, boxes of flour, and two or three old hens.
It was obvious that they had grown the rice themselves.
The reason was that the bags of rice were printed with large advertisements such as 'carbolic oxide',' pig feed 'and so on.
There was a banner hanging on the car. On it was written with a thick ink pen, and the words were crooked: Earthquake relief, support Beili.
He heard the news on the radio.
The ten men in the car clenched their fists involuntarily.
His eyes were filled with anxiety.
In the passenger seat.
The young man hurriedly urged the middle-aged man who was driving.
"Fourth Uncle, drive faster. We have to get to Beili as soon as possible.”
The middle-aged man did not say a word.
He only tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
" As long as we get on the highway, we'll charge at full speed!'
Fourth Uncle muttered in his heart.
When he arrived at the toll booth, the toll collector stopped him.
"Three-wheeled vehicles can't go on the highway, and you're overloaded.”
The toll collector looked at the banner on the tricycle and relaxed.
"If we can't take the highway, how are we going to Beili?”
Fourth Uncle said with a strong accent from Dongshan Province.
"This is the rule.”
"But you guys really can't get on the highway.”
"This is also for your safety.”
The toll collector persuaded.
"Sigh!"
Fourth Uncle had no choice but to retreat to the roadside.
"Brothers, our cars can't go on the highway. What should we do?”
"Why don't we give the things to those big trucks and let them bring them over?”
Someone suggested.
"What kind of coward are you talking about?"
"Are you still a man to give up when you encounter such difficulties?”
"Besides, what can we do with these supplies?”
"We're all farmers. We don't have anything else but strength.”
Fourth Uncle shouted angrily.
"Now, raise your hands. Those who want to go to Beili, raise your hands!”
In the next moment.
Everyone raised their hands in unison.
Fourth Uncle smiled.
Then, he smiled.
"In that case, let's take the small path.”
"Although it won't be that fast, we can still reach Beili!”
Then, the three-wheeled motorcycle set off again.
It was different from the highway.
Most of the small roads were around the mountain, and the roads were winding.
It was narrow, and more importantly, it was very narrow.
The roads in some places were very dilapidated.
Along the way, the little three-wheeled motorcycle moved forward courageously.
It was like the belief in everyone's heart.
Brave forward!
When they were hungry, they would eat pancakes with green onions.
If he was thirsty, he would drink a mouthful of cold water.
When she was tired, she would sleep on the shelves.
Fourth Uncle was tired of driving, so he changed to someone else.
This repeated.
Three days later.
They finally arrived at a place a hundred kilometers away from Beili.
"Fourth Uncle, there's a restaurant up ahead. Let's go and have a meal.”
"I can't eat pancakes and onions every day.”
"I've been having diarrhea all day."
The others also suggested.
"Alright, let's go in and take a look first."
Fourth Uncle nodded.
They entered the small restaurant.
Looking at the dazzling menu, every dish was not expensive.
10 pieces of vegetables and 20 pieces of meat.
Ten men sat around a round table, their eyes filled with conflict.
Normally, he wouldn't be so stingy with this amount of money.
However, at this time, their money was used for disaster relief.
Naturally, every penny had to be spent on the blade!
After all, this money was the intention of the villages, and they supported Beili's beliefs!
"Give me a shredded potato and cabbage soup.”
Fourth Uncle flipped through the menu.
The waiter's eyes revealed a hint of impatience.
Fourth Uncle Cai slowly opened his mouth to order.
"There are ten of you, and you only eat these two dishes?”
The waiter was stunned and said in surprise.
"Yes, two dishes are enough."
Fourth Uncle nodded.
The other men also nodded.
The dishes were served very quickly.
Everyone wolfed down the food.
The pancake was wrapped with shredded potatoes and dipped in some soup.
Finally, he took a few more mouthfuls of rice.
Awesome!
When the waiter saw this scene, he revealed a hint of disdain.
When the boss saw this scene, he shook his head.
At this moment.
The waiter came to the door and wanted to throw out a piece of trash.
He saw the little tricycle.
At the same time, he also saw the banner on the little tricycle.
The waiter was stunned.
"So they're here to provide disaster relief."
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2 more chapters! After much consideration, the author decided to write this story. At that time, the author was in Chengdu, studying in primary school. The earthquake was unforgettable even after fourteen years. Fourteenth anniversary. I had already thought of how to write the rest, but now that the day has come.
I suddenly wanted to write this short story. I was a little too excited. Unlike an old author like me, who might fail, I still wanted to write it.
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