Song Yin in the last days

On the second day of military control, at ten o'clock in the morning, the same announcement began to be played repeatedly on the TV.

"Residents, please pay attention, the announcement of food distribution is now broadcast.

For this food distribution, eight distribution points have been set up in Xianyang Town. All existing residents in Xianyang Town, whether residents or tourists, can receive free food at the distribution points with valid certificates and food coupons.Recipients are divided into three groups according to different ages, namely the adult group over 18 years old, the youth group between 12 and 18 years old and the children group under 12 years old.The quotas for the three levels are as follows: Adult group: 20 catties of rice, 20 catties of flour, 10 catties of potatoes, 10 catties of cabbage, 5 catties of bacon, 5 catties of eggs, 1 bag of pickles, 2 catties of oil, and 2 catties of salt.

青少年组：20斤大米、10斤土豆、10斤白菜、5斤腊肉、5斤鸡蛋，1袋咸菜、2斤油、2斤盐。

儿童组：20斤大米、5斤土豆、5斤白菜、2斤腊肉、2斤鸡蛋。

In addition, if there are infants and young children under 18 months in the family, each person can receive four cans of formula milk powder.

Please note that there is no charge for this food distribution, you must be present in person to pick it up, and you are not allowed to claim it on your behalf.If there are special circumstances, they must be reported in time..."

The whole Xianyang is boiling.

The TV has been saying that the government will distribute food before, but doubts are inevitable. No one expected the government to move so quickly. Yesterday morning, military control was announced, and registration began in the afternoon. You can receive food this morning. I heard that In some places, even the registration work is not over yet!

The most important thing is, who would have thought that ZF would be so generous, regardless of gender, only based on age, 20 catties of rice and 20 catties of noodles, which family can eat so much food in a month now?Even the bacon and eggs are free!

There is no one in the world who does not love "free", and everyone is overjoyed to hear that they can get so many things for nothing.Five minutes after the announcement was broadcast, some anxious residents walked out of their homes. Fifteen minutes later, the streets were full of friends and friends. Joyful, for a moment, the haze that shrouded Xianyang seemed to have receded by more than half.

There are two distribution points in the new area, one of which is located at the intersection of the two main streets outside Song Yin's courtyard, where there is a square.

Today is the same as yesterday, the sky is still not bright, the darkness is still the same, and the cold is still the same.The government set up a huge tent on the square at the intersection. Hundreds of lamps illuminated the inside and outside of the tent. Dozens of staff members were busy sweating inside the tent. The group walked around the tent and inspected; behind the tent were parked a row of more than a dozen military vehicles, each of which was filled with boxes, and each box was filled with food; in front of the tent, more than a dozen tables were used to form a A simple table, more than a dozen reporters are busy nearby, aiming the camera at the table...

Seeing this scene, people's panic and uneasiness subsided little by little, and hope was rekindled in their hearts: Isn't it an unknown virus, and it's not like they haven't experienced it before. It's okay to think that the death of Sa was so fierce back then!

Song Yin hugged his son and stood in the cold wind with Xu Lingfeng Qixia. He was not very sophisticated and didn't think much about "free food", but the conversation between the two killers next to him made him laugh.

Killing Matt A: "What are you doing with a stage? Could it be a singer coming to express condolences?"

Kill Matt B: "You have some brains, okay? Singers will come here, they are not afraid of getting sick?

Killing Matt A: "Then what are they doing with the table? It's not because they are afraid that we will rush up to grab things?"

Killing Matt B: "You still don't admit it. There is a meeting in the school. The principal will talk. I will give you something to eat today. Why don't you go to the officials to have a good time?"

Shamate A was not convinced: "It's so cold, the officials will only run up to drink the cold wind when they are full."

……

The grandma of the Song family is full of energy now, looking east and west, her eyes are like two big black grapes, very rare, even wrapped in her father's thick clothes, she still attracts the grandmothers around The aunts teased frequently.The little guy is also a coaxer of death, he kept laughing with others, and when he was happy, he was still stretching his arms and legs in Song Yin's arms, as if he wanted to struggle to get off the ground and do whatever he wanted, Song Yin's mind immediately turned to On the little things in my arms.

It didn't take long for the crowd to line up in more than a dozen long queues under the guidance of the staff. During the flood, a large number of people flooded into the new area, and the square was actually full.With such a long line, there would be constant conflicts in normal times, but today it is unusually peaceful. I don’t know if everyone has been overwhelmed these days. Not a single person complained, and everyone was chatting happily. Today, the cold wind blowing on the body seems not so cold, even the white air in the breath is dyed with festive colors, and everyone feels warm in their hearts.

Of course, there are always a few people who don't like it, yelling, "Half-sized children eat poor old people. When they are 5 or 3 years old, they can eat 20 catties of potatoes and 20 catties of meat more than four or five-year-old babies. How can it be enough to eat?" Immediately, the person next to him choked and said, "Why don't you say 80 catties of rice and [-] catties of noodles, how can your [-]-year-old lady eat it? You still have opinions if you don't pay for it", but anyone with a little brain will immediately Shut up.

After a while, the police car cleared the way, several cars drove into the square, and there was another busy work on the side of the awning.

A quarter of an hour later, a young girl in her 20s appeared on the stage, wearing a big red down jacket, holding a microphone and waving to the crowd, smiling and full of energy.

"Residents and tourists of Xianyang, hello everyone, good morning... Da, home, morning, up, good!"

Many people laughed and shouted "good morning" together.

"I didn't hear clearly, can everyone speak louder?" The girl turned the microphone to the crowd.

"Good morning!" Everyone shouted, although the mess was not neat enough, but the voice was loud enough.

The girl smiled: "Do you know why I am here? Does anyone know who I am? No, I should ask, has anyone 'guessed' who I am?" The last few words used Xianyang Local dialect, very authentic.

The crowd below laughed again, some said, "I don't know," and some shouted, "That's no use guessing, you must be an official."

"I'm Fang Ping, the mayor of Xianyang Town." Seeing the media taking photos of her, she simply turned her body to the media, "You see, they don't know me, am I a failure?"

With a sound of "coax", the crowd laughed, and Shamate A next to Song Yin even jumped up and shouted loudly. I didn't expect that there is a beautiful mayor in Xianyang.

Fang Ping saw that the atmosphere was getting better, and then she got back to business: "My compatriots, folks and folks in Xianyang, as the mayor of Xianyang Town, I am standing here for no other reason than to tell everyone and to tell everyone. The whole country, tell the whole world: our Xianyang government has not collapsed, and our Xianyang government has not evacuated! I hereby have a clear conscience and assure everyone that all the staff of the Xianyang town government are not bad. They all stay in Xianyang, the people of Xianyang are here, Xianyang Town is here, and the town government of Xianyang Town is here!"

Fang Ping went down amidst the applause that shook the sky, and a young man came on stage next. This is a handsome young man who is qualified to act in idol dramas. Fang Ping introduced him just now, saying that he was just formed Han Shaocheng, commander-in-chief of the National Disaster Relief Special Office.

Han Shaocheng took the microphone and stood on the stage with a smile, his whole body radiant under the light.He didn't speak until the applause subsided, his voice was very gentle, with a bit of magnetism: "Fathers and folks in Xianyang Town, have you noticed that your mayor is very capable and courageous, and she seems to take what I want to say They've all been robbed, which makes me very upset now."

There was a good-natured laugh from the crowd.

"Just now, your mayor has already introduced me, so I won't say much, just say: As the commander-in-chief of this disaster relief, I, Han Shaocheng, will always stand with you. Our office is on Qilipo. Our office All the staff, including me, will stay in Xianyang until the day Xianyang overcomes the epidemic and lifts military control."

If Fang Ping is following a very down-to-earth and sensational route, this one is calm but approachable, his speech and gestures are pleasing to the eye, full of affinity, and what he says makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"Our staff came in yesterday afternoon and told me after they came back in the evening that the most frequently asked questions were: 'how's it going outside', 'what do people outside think of Xianyang'...I'm very responsible here I answered everyone honestly: Outside, the rain has stopped and the sun has not come out, but the sky is definitely not so dark, even if there is still smog in some places, at least it is dawn.”

There was another roar of laughter.

Han Shaocheng pointed to the giant screen next to the square for advertisements: "To prove that I am not lying, everyone's seeing is believing."

Following his words, the screen that had been dark for several days suddenly lit up.

After a short period of passionate music, a picture appeared on the screen: the sky was gloomy, patches of trees and clumps of flowers and plants flashed past, followed by streets and tall buildings, all of which were as clean as if they had just been washed , and then the camera turned and entered bright classrooms, warm families, and noisy kindergartens.

And then……

On the university campus, a sunny boy raised his fist: "Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement, come on Xianyang!"

On the side of the street, a pretty girl was crying: "Xianyang don't cry, we are with you!"

At the crowded train station, a young mother cried bitterly while hugging her child: "My home is in Xianyang, Mom and Dad, you must hold on!"

In the long line of donations, an old man looked calm but said loudly: "There is no hurdle in the world that cannot be overcome. Xianyang can stand it, and our country can stand it!"

……

The square under the night sky was chilly, and tens of thousands of people gathered together with candles in their hands, and lit the candles to form five characters: Pray for Xianyang!

The picture is finally fixed on a tender painting completed by more than a dozen children. The blue sky, white clouds, green trees, tall buildings, cars, and a family of three in front of the car... In the middle, there are four big characters crookedly: Xian, Yang, Jia ,Oil!

At this moment, the hearts of all the audience were twisted. People seemed to forget to breathe. There was no sound in the square. After a while, there was a low sobbing sound...

The media quietly took pictures of this scene.

"Have you seen that, the people of the whole country are standing with us in Xianyang. Half of the food distributed today comes from donations from all walks of life, and more supplies are coming in a steady stream. The people will not forget Xianyang, and the country will not forget Xianyang either." After the short film was played, Han Shaocheng spoke again, he raised his arms in the light, his face was firm, his voice pierced through the fog and echoed in the dark square, and it lasted for a long time.

"So, Xianyang people, cheer up, the sky has not fallen, the ground is still under our feet, and the epidemic is by no means invincible!"