The West Bridge is the only convenient passage from the old town of Yancheng to the west of the Shan River. Before the typhoon came, although the relevant departments closed the flood control iron gates on both sides of the bridge in time, due to the heavy water coming from the upstream, piping still occurred at dawn.
Phenomenon.
Since the city's professional flood fighting and rescue teams were fighting in several other more dangerous areas, Director Liu had no choice but to rush to the People's Barber Shop to seek help from Tang Qing.
The danger was an order, and the People's Barber Shop Taiwan Anti-Taiwan Commando Team quickly turned into a rescue commando team and rushed to West Bridge immediately.
"Pig-butcher, Da Mao, you two teams are responsible for carrying the sandbags, and the other two teams will stack the sandbags with me!"
Tang Qing jumped to the pipe swell first, followed closely by the old dragon head and the little bald head.
"Foreman, what are you doing here? Go to the back."
"Master Jiujin, although I don't have much strength, I am heavy and can't stack sandbags but can use them as sandbags, haha."
Regardless of Tang Qing's objections, the contractor jumped into the water with a plop to block the pipe surge.
"My body is not light either, so I can use it as a punching bag!"
Dadu Qian also jumped into the floodwater, holding hands with the contractor to block the swell.
The two big fat men blocked their bodies, and the surging flood water weakened considerably, which was greatly beneficial to Tang Qing and Lao Longtou in stacking sandbags.
"Bao asked, please don't cause trouble!"
When Tang Qing saw Bao Wenqing, he came over and stopped him.
"Master Jiujin, although my legs are inconvenient, my body is flexible and there is no problem in stacking sandbags on them."
Bao Zhidao squatted at the pipe swell and helped Lao Longtou fold sandbags.
Due to the clear division of labor, everyone worked together and quickly built a high sandbag wall at the piping site, and the danger was temporarily relieved.
"Oh, my mother, the weight loss effect is obvious now."
"I estimate I can lose at least ten pounds, haha."
The contractor and Big Belly Qian climbed up the sandbag wall from the pipe swell.
"Hey, you two, you must not lose weight."
The little bald man sat on the sandbag wall and yelled at the contractor and Big Money.
"Why?"
Big belly money asked little bald head.
"Do you even need to ask this? If you lose weight successfully, who will plug the hole next time? Hehe!"
The little bald man smiled slyly.
"Well, you little bald man, are you still looking forward to the next time?"
The foreman fell down on the sandbag, panting from exhaustion.
"Hey, how good would it be if we had meat buns to eat now?"
"I'm terribly thirsty. I wish I had ice-cold mung bean soup."
Da Mao and Pig Killer lay on the sandbag wall and smashed Big Mouth.
"Have your sweet dreams, who dares to come out at this time? The breakfast shop is closed, and they still have meat buns and iced mung bean soup? Just be satisfied with a bottle of mineral water."
The little bald man himself actually wanted meat buns and iced mung bean soup.
"Da Mao!"
"Pig Killer!"
"Huh? Silly girl?"
"Aunt Shanghai?"
Da Mao and Pig Killer jumped up from the sandbag wall.
"What are you two doing here?"
When Tang Qing saw Sha Gu and Shanghai Aunt coming over, he stood on the sandbag wall and asked them condescendingly.
It's daybreak now, the wind and rain have basically subsided, and there are more and more pedestrians on the road.
"Master Jiujin, we made some meat buns and brought them over."
"There is also iced mung bean soup to quench your thirst."
Sha Gu and Shanghai Aunt answered while standing under the sandbag wall.
"My mother, this big hairy girl, the silly girl, the pig butcher and the Shanghai aunt really have a clear understanding of each other? Whatever they think of will come to them!"
The little bald man sighed as he jumped off the sandbag wall, rushed to Sha Gu and Shanghai Aunt and stretched out his hand.
"Hey, your wife is behind you."
The silly girl slapped away the hand stretched out by the little bald man.
"My wife? Is she here too?"
The little bald head looked back.
"Not only is your wife here, but other men's wives are here too. Hey, what are you doing standing there? Why don't you bring your things up?"
Auntie Shanghai shouted to the back.
"Come on, come on!"
A dozen women came under the sandbag wall carrying food boxes.
When the men saw their women coming to deliver food, they rushed to jump off the sandbag wall, including the foreman and his little secretary.
Tang Qing stood on the sandbag wall and did not go down. Also standing on the sandbag wall were Lao Longtou and Bao Qinwen.
Tang Qing herself is a woman, so it is impossible for a woman to bring her food.
Lao Longtou and Bao found out that they were both single, and it was impossible for a woman to bring them food.
"Master Jiujin, can I go to the store to get a few bottles of mineral water and a few packages of biscuits?"
Bao Wenchen licked his chapped lips and swallowed a few times.
"Okay, don't be anxious. You can rest in the store for a while and then come back. I'll be watching over here. Mr. Long, you can also go back to the store and rest for a while. I don't think there will be any danger again for the time being."
Tang Qing herself was a little hungry and thirsty, but she would never return to the People's Barber Shop until the danger was over.
"Master Jiujin, I estimate that the water coming upstream will increase and we won't see the results until noon. I want to ask you to go to the store to rest. You don't have to bring us food."
The old dragon head looked at the turbid river water, still worried.
"Master Long, you should go back to the store and take a rest. Master Jiujin and I will keep watch here."
Bao Wenwen had already climbed down, but after hearing what the old leader said, he climbed up the sandbag wall again.
"Bao asked, your legs and feet are inconvenient. You have behaved like this in the fight against Taiwan this time. I, the old leader, would like to express my respect to you!"
"Long Ye, what you said makes me blush, you are the one worthy of our respect!"
"You two don't be polite to each other. Go back to the store and have something to eat. I'm here."
"Master Jiujin, you should go back to the shop and rest for a while."
"Yes, Mr. Long and I are men after all. If we can hold on, you should go back and rest first."
"Master Jiujin, Grandpa Long, and Uncle Bao will give you meat buns and mung bean soup."
While Tang Qing, Lao Longtou and Bao Wendao were giving in to each other, Wang Xinjie climbed up the sandbag wall.
"Xinjie, why are you here?"
Tang Qing stretched out her hand to hold Wang Xinjie, and was pleasantly surprised. Just now, she and Lao Longtou looked at the side facing the Yan River and did not see Wang Xinjie climbing up from the back of the sandbag wall.
"Master Jiujin, we all agreed last night to make meat buns and iced mung bean soup this morning and come here to express our condolences to you."
"Who did you discuss this with?"
"Shanghai aunties and the others."
"This idea must be yours, right?"
"Master Jiujin, I heard that you set up a people's barbershop anti-Taiwan commando team. My grandfather and I both want to come and join. Unfortunately, the furniture store also needs to be anti-Taiwanese."
"Xinjie, then why are you coming here now?"
"Master Jiujin, I was here a long time ago, but our villa and furniture store were flooded, so I was delayed for a while. I'm sorry, Grandpa Long, I asked my uncle, you must be hungry and thirsty, right? Eat quickly.
Eat quickly!”
Wang Xinjie took out three food boxes and three water bottles from her backpack.
"Xinjie, is your villa important? Is the furniture store important?"
Tang Qing took the food box and water bottle and took a sip of the iced mung bean soup.
"Master Jiujin, because of the typhoon, I can't go out to buy ingredients, and the ingredients at home are not enough for all of you, so you each cook your own food, and I am responsible for the three of you. Don't blame Auntie Shanghai, she sees that you have nothing to eat.
, has been urging me. Grandpa Long, you have to pay attention to your health, I will go back first."
Wang Xinjie jumped off the sandbag wall.
"Xinjie, you should also take care of your health!"
The old dragon head looked at Wang Xinjie's back with tears in his eyes.
"It seems that the situation of Master Wang's villa and furniture store is not optimistic."
Tang Qing could feel it from Wang Xinjie's hurried footsteps.
"Good boy, good boy!"
Bao Wenzhen couldn't help but admire it from the bottom of his heart.
"No, someone fell into the water!"
The old dragon put down the water jug in his hand, jumped off the sandbag wall, and rushed to the river in front.
"Lord Long!"
Tang Qing didn't have time to put down the water jug in his hand, so he jumped off the sandbag wall and chased after him.
"Help people, help people quickly, there is someone falling into the water over there!"
Bao did not dare to jump over the sandbag wall, so he had to stand on it and shout loudly.
"Ah? Someone fell into the water?"
Da Mao still had a mouthful of meat buns in his mouth, chewing as he rushed towards the river. The butcher threw his arms aside and rushed forward, while the other commandos all rushed towards the river.