There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Zhen Jiabao watched with gusto, and Shen Feiyu temporarily put away the doubts in his heart and began to introduce the reason for this architectural style to Zhen Jiabao.

"The weather here is very hot all year round. Building a corridor outside the room can make the house a little cooler. The awning above can keep out the wind and rain, and there are corridors connecting several houses, which makes walking much more convenient. "

Zhen Jiabao answered leisurely while holding his chin, then pointed to the wooden pillars under the house and asked: "Is this done to prevent the house from being flooded when the water level rises? I think the pillars are one meter high. It can also bear the weight of the house."

Shen Feiyu looked out, then nodded.

"Moreover, this type of building has better shock absorption, and it is not easy to collapse when encountering floods or earthquakes-but once encountering a typhoon, it is easy to be completely blown away."

This kind of building similar to stilted houses is the most common in South Asia. The wisdom of the working people allowed them to find this way to deal with disasters, but there is still no way to resist their natural enemies, typhoons.

Speaking of it, Shen Feiyu actually felt sorry for those victims. Those who live by the sea are often people who depend on the weather for their food. Once they encounter bad weather, let alone the harvest of fishing at sea, there is no way to guarantee their lives. threat.

But no matter how pitiful the victims were, Shen Feiyu still subconsciously felt disgusted when this hot potato was thrown into his hands.

Zhen Jiabao began to think about other things after his curiosity passed, and he turned around to ask Shen Feiyu after a long time: "I heard from Anderson that the people affected by the disaster are basically fishermen? Are they near the sea? Fishing ground?"

Of course, Shen Feiyu didn't take Zhen Jiabao's words to heart - she didn't understand the situation here, so it was understandable for her to have such a naive question.

"In this kind of place surrounded by the sea, there is no need for fishing grounds. As long as it is close to the sea, there are fishing grounds everywhere-it just depends on luck."

Zhen Jiabao nodded, turned his head out of the window again and stopped talking.

It was already midnight when the car finally drove to the disaster-stricken area. Zhen Jiabao and Shen Feiyu simply ate some snacks in the car along the way. Feiyu was also dizzy.

As soon as the car stopped, Shen Feiyu woke up in a daze, looking at the darkness outside the car window, and the dots of orange candlelight flickering inside the tents, it was obvious that he had arrived at the place where the victims of the disaster were temporarily placed.

Shen Feiyu originally wanted to take Zhen Jiabao out of the car first, and then wait for her to wake up before making plans, but she didn't expect that she opened her eyes just after holding Zhen Jiabao in her arms, and then subconsciously broke free.

Because Zhen Jiabao had just woken up, the movement of breaking free was a little stiff, and after fully waking up, he also felt that he was making a fuss over a molehill—didn't Shen Feiyu's face turn green?
"It was a long time on the road. I fell asleep without holding back..." Zhen Jiabao scratched his hair, explained to the driver who was watching, and even touched the corner of his mouth with his hand to see if there was any drooling.

"The distance between the manor and this side is not close. I drove all the way here from the highway. I just didn't expect to arrive late at night in a hurry. Miss, let's rest first."

The driver was specially sent by Anderson to take care of Zhen Jiabao. Long before arriving here, he had arranged for someone to pack up the residence for the two of them. Although it was not as meticulous as in the manor - after all, Zhen Jiabao and Anderson would propose to go to the disaster area in person. Coming to supervise disaster relief is also an unexpected thing, but we still try to make it as perfect as possible within the scope of our ability.

Zhen Jiabao didn't want to go to rest directly, maybe because he was woken up so his mind was still clear, after stretching slightly, he was helped out of the car, but the road was muddy.

"Be careful, after all, there has just been a flood here, and the road has not been completely cleaned up."

Shen Feiyu supported Zhen Jiabao's hand to make her stand firmer, then frowned and complained: "I told you to come back two days later, at least tidy up this place - I know you are worried, and you should worry about your stomach Think about it, the children in the house."

Zhen Jiabao frowned subconsciously when he heard Shen Feiyu's preaching: "Oh, well, I'm not a three-year-old child anymore, so I won't even take care of my own safety. Besides, we came here for Disaster relief is not tourism.”

Zhen Jiabao lowered his voice, looked at most of the surrounding tents that had already darkened and said softly: "It's always easier to come one day earlier to feel at ease. Could it be that we can put down the disaster relief work for our own comfort?"

Looking at the mess all around, even though I have tried my best to clean up the environment here, there are still messy branches everywhere, open-air pots are set up on the side of the road, and there are still burning flames below.

Shen Feiyu also knew that Zhen Jiabao's temper could not be persuaded, so he could only carefully support Zhen Jiabao to walk slowly on the road, but Shen Feiyu couldn't help frowning when he saw the deserted scene on the roadside, even though he was as cold as Shen Feiyu. .

"This year's typhoon disaster is more serious than usual. The houses in this area have basically been destroyed, not to mention casualties... If it is going to be rebuilt, let alone how much it will cost, it will take time. Maybe the medicine will take a year and a half."

In addition to worrying about money, Shen Feiyu is now more worried about how much time will be spent on disaster relief. If the time is longer, the money Anderson spent on disaster relief will look less impressive.

However, Zhen Jiabao didn't understand Shen Feiyu's thoughts, and nodded as if feeling something when he heard his sigh.

"You said just now that this year's typhoon disaster is more serious than previous years... so you basically get hit by typhoons every year here?"

Zhen Jiabao suddenly asked casually, and Shen Feiyu talked to Zhen Jiabao without thinking about it: "This sea area is close to the confluence of two ocean currents, so the tide is rough even if it is not in the typhoon season in previous years. Once the typhoon blows The time is even more catastrophic. This place was destroyed more than ten kilometers away from the coastline... I really don't know how much it will cost to rebuild it, let alone rebuild all the houses here Wake up, I'm afraid it won't help if we encounter a typhoon again."

Shen Feiyu's current attitude was a little pessimistic. Zhen Jiabao looked at Shen Feiyu several times in a strange way, opened his mouth but still didn't say anything.

When the group of them came over, they tried their best to keep quiet so as not to disturb the victims, but people who have just experienced disasters are often nervous. Zhen Jiabao and Shen Feiyu were standing there talking, when they suddenly heard a soft sound coming from their side. ring.

Zhen Jiabao and Shen Feiyu turned their heads to look at the place where the sound came from at the same time. It turned out that it was a child who sneaked out of the tent at some point and accidentally dropped the fruit in his hand. Zhen Jiabao and Shen Feiyu dared not speak out.

Maybe Zhen Jiabao was pregnant, so she couldn't stop her mother's love when she saw a child, especially this child was white and clean, but she was wearing clothes that didn't fit her body, and she had a frightened expression on her face. All melted.

"Little friend, why don't you go to bed so late? It's very dangerous to sneak out alone."

Zhen Jiabao looked at the child standing there with guarded eyes, watching himself and Shen Feiyu not daring to move, nor approaching him without authorization, but bent slightly, looked directly into the child's eyes and asked.

The child pursed his lips, quickly picked up the fruit that fell on the ground, and put his hands behind his back.

Although he ignored Zhen Jiabao, he didn't run away. After hesitating for a long time, the child mustered up the courage to whisper to Zhen Jiabao, "I just... heard you talking about rebuilding our house, how much are you going to charge?"

When the money was mentioned, the child's eyes were almost red, but he still refused to shed tears stubbornly.

Zhen Jiabao couldn't help laughing—it turned out that this was the child's problem for a long time.

But think about this child's family just going through such a big disaster. Hearing Shen Feiyu say that almost all the houses in this area were completely destroyed, it just feels pitiful to the ears of a bystander like me, but for For people like them who have personally experienced disasters, they are probably like a bolt from the blue.

Zhen Jiabao said to him as gently as possible: "Since you have just heard that we are going to rebuild your homes, didn't you hear that we were still talking about disaster relief before? Don't worry, we are people sent by An's—— although we are capable Limited, but we will never collect money from you.”

The child's eyes lit up instantly after hearing Zhen Jiabao's words, but he still seemed unwilling to believe it. He held his mouth and looked at Shen Feiyu who was silent on the side.

Even though Shen Feiyu didn't like this child appearing in front of him and Zhen Jiabao and disturbing their conversation, but looking at Ji Zhong's frightened eyes this time, he couldn't help but soften his heart.

"This elder sister and I came here together. Her meaning is naturally mine. Since we, Mrs. An, are here to help you...and even if we want to collect money from you, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it."

Shen Feiyu's words were full of resentment towards whom, Zhen Jiabao subconsciously pinched him behind the back, and then Shen Feiyu took it back: "Well, I mean you can rest assured."

The child's expression was really relaxed: "I heard from my parents that An's, they said that they were helped by An's boss a long time ago, so you must have come to help us, thank you."

After standing on the spot and hesitating for a while, the child finally made up his mind and walked towards Zhen Jiabao step by step. Shen Feiyu subconsciously hugged her waist behind Zhen Jiabao.

But the child's movements were very steady. After walking up to Zhen Jiabao step by step, he stretched out the hand behind his back as if cruel.

A small mango that was still young was tightly clenched in two small fists, and the starlight reflected in the eyes of the child who raised his head high was shining in Zhen Jiabao's heart.

"This is the last fruit I have left after my home is gone, here you go, eat!"

The tone of the child's Jianpu was full of sincerity, Zhen Jiabao could see the importance of this little mango to the child, and originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he still accepted it.

"Thank you for your gift. I don't know your name? When my sister sends someone to repair your house, you must take care of them and repair a beautiful room for you."

Zhen Jiabao held the mango in his hand. The fruit that was supposed to be cool was covered with the temperature of the child's palm. The warmth made Zhen Jiabao's heart flutter.

"I...my name is Shin, but sister, you don't need to fix up a beautiful room for me. I just want us to never be left homeless by the typhoon again."