The village was not broken up and was given a piece of geomantic treasure land to settle down. The villagers were so happy that they hugged each other in twos and threes and cried and laughed, frightening the few children who were not yet sensible.
After venting his anger, everyone surrounded Song Xixi.
"Girl Xi, it was you who saved Mr. Zhao. Thank you, thank you. Otherwise, Mr. Zhao would never pay attention to us unrelated people!"
Song Baotian burst into tears and spoke incoherently: "You are so amazing and so good. I don't even know how to repay you. You are the great benefactor of our whole village..."
The other villagers were convinced and nodded: "You're right, this kind of good thing like pie in the sky was brought about by Xi Yatou. Xi Yatou is the great benefactor of our whole village!"
Song Xixi was not a real child. Facing the villagers' heartfelt thanks, she did not even move her brows: "My surname is also Song, and I am from the Song Jia'ao. I am also very happy that I can do practical things for the Song Jia'ao."
It was indeed because of her relationship that Zhao Xiuran was willing to put in the effort to accomplish this. Only a fool would extrapolate this credit.
With this foundation, she will have a certain say in the village in the future, which will make it easier for her to do many things.
Well, she, Song Xixi, is just such a common person and cannot do anything selfless!
Everyone didn't know Song Xixi's true thoughts, and they thought she was only dedicated to the welfare of the village at a young age, so they couldn't help but feel that she was not as generous as a little girl.
The old village chief was so excited that tears filled his eyes: "Xi Yatou is a good child. If all our villages are like her, why worry about the Song family not being able to gain a firm foothold and prosper!"
This sentence touches everyone's heart. You must know that the more prosperous a family is, the more confident it will be when walking outside.
Even if one day our family is in trouble, we can still rely on the friendship between our clan and our clan to support us.
Of course, there are many people in the world who are devoured by family members, and most of them are devoured by their own clan members, but the Song family is different. With such a respected person like the old village chief, such a thing will never be allowed to happen in the clan!
The Song family felt honored that their children were surrounded by everyone and praised them.
Niu Hua'er couldn't help biting Song Cai: "You're right. With this incident, the whole village owes Guabao a favor. If Guabao encounters difficulties in the future, will they have the nerve to watch?"
Song Cai didn't think so: "Guobao is so powerful. If he can't solve the difficulties he encounters, the people in the village won't be able to help him."
Niu Hua'er pinched him and said angrily: "You are the god and you are the ghost, so why not let the Zhao family give real money and silver as a thank you gift? At least the good boy can live a good life!
"
Song Cai bared his teeth and quickly held her hand tightly: "You can't say that. Don't you think Guabao is very happy? Anyway, it is Guabao who is kind to the Zhao family. She can use it as she pleases."
Niu Hua'er had nothing to say, seeing her daughter proud and distressed.
Sometimes it's not good for a child to be too capable and creative. As a mother, she can't manage it even if she wants to. She doesn't have any sense of accomplishment in raising a child. Sigh——
It's a good thing that everyone didn't know about Niu Hua'er's distress, otherwise everyone would have drowned her with spit!
Three days later, all the victims packed their bags and, under the leadership of the guards, left the shacks where they had lived for many days in batches.
There are more than 2,500 victims in shacks, and there are more than ten to dozens of new victims every day. It is impossible for so many people to be resettled around Huai'an Prefecture.
Therefore, most of the victims will be resettled in towns or counties under the jurisdiction of Huai'an Prefecture.
There are large areas of uncultivated land under these towns or counties, which is a good place for disaster victims to pass.
In comparison, the people of Song Jia'ao were very lucky. Not only were they placed together, but they were also located close to Huai'an Mansion, so they took advantage of all the benefits.
Seeing the victims who were crying and unwilling to be separated from their relatives and friends, the villagers became more and more happy and grateful to Song Xixi.
Song Jia'ao was specially resettled, and other victims could not know this. Therefore, after all the victims in the shack were taken away, a man who looked like an official came over with a few guards.
The official read out the name first, and after making sure it was correct, he explained: "This place is more than fifty miles away from the resettlement place. It can only be reached in the evening. You will pass a small town on the way. You don't need to worry about food, but follow closely. Don't
Fall behind.”
The villagers responded one after another, picked up their baggage, and slowly walked out of the shack with their elderly and children.
After living in the shack for more than twenty days, they suddenly had to leave. The Song family couldn't help but look back:
"This place is empty. It will be demolished soon, right?"
"Not that fast. It will be demolished only when no victims come."
"Although the shack is simple, it has protected us from wind and rain. I'm afraid we won't have the chance to see it in the future."
"Look forward, look forward. When we get to a new place, we will build a new house and live in a new house. What else will we do here?"
"makes sense……"
The clouds on the horizon gradually dispersed, revealing the face of the sun. The golden light gently illuminated the earth, glowing with new brilliance.
After escaping for several months, the resettlement site was finally ready. The villagers were in high spirits, chattering about their next arrangements.
But as he was talking, Song Jin suddenly asked: "The fields where we live are all covered with weeds, and there isn't even a house that can protect us from the wind and rain. Where can we live now?"
This question stopped everyone, and they all looked at each other.
When the weather was hot before, you could just find a place to sleep for the night, but now that the weather has cooled down, you never know when there will be frost, so you can't afford to be careless in this place.
The official who still led the way replied: "There are several villages nearby. You can temporarily stay in these villages until your own house is built before you move out."
The villagers' eyes lit up: How could such a good thing happen?
As if he knew what they were thinking, the official said again: "You have to give money. If you don't have money, you can borrow it from the government, or you can discuss with the people you are borrowing from, and you can use your work to pay it off, or you can pay it when you have money."
This is the disadvantage of resettling together. If you disperse each village and resettle one household, and spend some money to ask people from the village to help, you can quickly build the house, and you can seek help if you encounter difficulties.
Once we get to Song Jia'ao, we can only rely on them to do it step by step.
The villagers did not feel any regrets about this, and they were already mentally prepared to borrow money from the government.
Isn’t there a ten-year deadline? If you tighten your belt and live for ten years, you will never be able to pay it off.
You must know that the land allocated to them is not small, and they will not have to pay land tax within five years. If they work hard to take care of it, their future life will only be better than the original Songjia'ao!