Don't make trouble! Ganshui profit classmates! Alert to the upstream, your responsibilities on your body will not be smaller than going directly to fish! "

Gan Shui thought for a while, so he had to follow Xu Daliang's words, and turned to run in the upstream direction of the non -Dinghe River.

"Liu Xiangche, Zhu Gongchao, there are things, I have to tell you in front."

Xu Daliang had a tall leg and long legs, and he caught up with Liu Xunqi: "The production team has no food reserves.

Therefore, the people we rescued can only squeeze some from our educated youth grains to eat for the affected people.

If you are willing, continue to save people with me. If you have worries in your heart, please go back! "

The educated youth's rations are actually not high: 32 pounds per month.

Among them, fine grains are 14 pounds, and the coarse grains are 18 pounds.

This bit of rations, for the three male educated youths of young and strong, are actually not enough to eat.

And this rations still have time limit: the educated youth of the line, and within the first half of the first half of the production team they reached, the educated youths were the quota rations.

But after half a year later, the rations of the educated educated people will follow the standards of their production team members.

In other words: educated youths also need to work in the production team and earn work.

Then at the end of the year, how much does the production team set up the score of each job? How much does it cost to buy a pound of farmers?

If there are many scores earned by working, then the educated youth is the same as the members of the production team, and at the end of the year, you can pay a little money.

But if the total value of the work points is not enough to deduct the money needed to buy food, the educated youth can only write to their families and ask their families to send some money to help them.

Now, there are many people who are suffering from disasters drifting intermittently in the flood.

Today's status quo is: Xu Daliang, Liu Xiangluo and Zhu Gongchao three, the more people who saved it later, then the heavier their burden will be!

Save people who are in danger of life and work hard. Everyone will do this. After all, people's hearts are long.

But if the victims who come down have to save the heroes to take charge of their future rations?

This is really embarrassing!

Xu Daliang and his friends didn't have enough food for food. Even if there were only three people who were rescued later.

This is equivalent to each of them having to bear the food rations for the affected people.

How can this be eaten ?!

If it is fine for three or five days, who can stand it for ten days and a half months?

After hearing about Xu Daliang, Liu Xiang was a little hesitant, and he could only look at Zhu Gongchao helplessly.

But listened to Zhu Gaochao and laughed: "Mona! Save people's tightness. As for the rations, I will not believe it.

At worst, I went to Luo Xuan to help him do some miscellaneous work and could make a living.

If it really doesn't work, I can get up early every morning and go to Luo Xuan with a thick face to give him a proper bedding.

Then I swept the yard to Luo Xuan cleanly and helped him wash his clothes! I don’t believe Luo Xuan yet, so he won’t give me some food to help me?"

When Liu Xiangche heard this, he felt even more panicked: Zhu Ganchao and Luo Xuan have a good relationship.

He could be cheeky, and ran to Luo Xuan's meals, but how could he have that face?

Xu Daliang sighed: "Zhu Gaochao, it is true that Luo Xuan has money and food.

But the burden on others is also heavy! I heard that this time, all the staff in their Shilipu production team worked together and were busy saving people. It is not easy to save people, but how can Luo Xuan solve the food rations of the affected people next?

It will be more difficult! "

"I don't care!"

Zhu Gaochao greeted the flood and said: "Anyway, I mingled with Ding Luo! He eats thick, I can mix a little bit, anyway, I can't get hungry anyway."

Xu Daliang's cheeks twitched a few times, and after all, he still rushed to the Wuding River to save people.

On the river,

The militia captain of the Guanzhuang production team looked at Xu Daliang's busy figure, and said in his mouth: "Captain, do we want to save people?"

The captain of the production team replied with a gloomy face: "Let's go! Why can you go if you don't go to save people? Can you really bear it and not save them when you die?"

"Then I'm rescued, how can I solve the food ration? Captain, you know that there is really no surplus food in our production team."

The militia captain ran with the production team and asked, "We can help a disaster-stricken person, but we can't help 10, or even 50 people."

"Then push it to the Shilipu production team."

The captain of the Guanzhuang production team snorted coldly: "Anyway, their Shilipu production team runs a hotel, and their storage room has not suffered any losses. No matter how difficult the Shilipu production team is, it is much better than our production team."

Push all the rescued people to the Shilipu production team?

The militia captain stopped and looked at the back of his production captain, and a swear word surged in his heart: This gray cannon!

It's so cool!!
Chapter completed!