Xianlin looked ashamed and looked indifferent to words when he returned to Quan Hao. He seemed to be ashamed of his unbearable performances. Compared with the two, Quan Hao couldn't help but feel a lot of favor for him. He gestured to comfort the old man with a raised beard and asked him to continue to convey his meaning. Since both things are important, the refugees were divided into two groups, and most of them left to build huts. He would take a small number of people to the South Peninsula to conduct on-site inspections, trying to find a land suitable for cultivation. When he found it, he would redistribute the labor according to the actual situation. He would always open the fields as soon as possible.

After Xianlin understood it, he shook his head and sighed, and continued to be a translator tremblingly. With him communicating in the middle, everyone finally reached a consensus. The construction of the hut was led by several experienced men, and almost everyone was mobilized to participate. Starting the next day, they searched for suitable wood around the Southern Peninsula. The diameter of the wood should not be too thick, so it would be better to break it with a few people. No matter how big it is, it is not convenient to carry it. If you find a group, you will be asked to carry it back and call the girl.

People tied them together with the collected vines. There were many people and strong forces. Soon several fences were erected by the beach. The speed was much faster than Quan Hao when he was alone. As for how the fence should be reinforced, Quan Hao didn't care, he took two boys who looked smart and went deep into the Southern Peninsula to investigate every day along the stream. He would write down the places suitable for reclamation. Generally speaking, the Southern Peninsula was covered with dense trees, and there were indeed open spaces in the forest, but they were all small pieces, and it was difficult to connect them into pieces.

On the evening of the third day, Quan Hao returned empty-handed again. In the past two days, the largest open space he found was no more than ten acres. Looking at the built wooden fence, he felt a little depressed. The refugee camp was having dinner, and the two boys who followed him were sent by him as soon as they came back. He rested in his camp a little further away. The order of the refugee camp is much better now, and he no longer needs to stare at it. Quan Hao lay comfortably on the hammock, wondering if he should go home in the evening.

After the small disagreement the day before yesterday, he did not transport things to the island for two consecutive days. That thing seemed to have been forgotten by everyone. The refugees were still respectful to him, and Quan Hao also acted unconsciously. But the thorns had been planted in his heart. Every time he thought of the scene at that time, Quan Hao felt like a pot of cold water was poured into his heart.

Since he was rescued from the sea, the refugees have always been obedient. Quan Hao originally regarded the Shuangdao as his own private property, but when such a group of homeless people came, he could not bear to stop them. He did not regard himself as the savior of everyone, and tried to keep a harmonious speech. But in the work that the ancients were most familiar with, these people had conflicts with his ideas. Do they want to make a living with seafood and fruits? It’s not impossible, but it’s not a long-term solution after all!

After all, Quan Hao is only a small low-level employee on earth, and even when he is in school, he lacks the experience of being a student cadre. The so-called art of leadership is far from his actual life.

A noise suddenly came from the refugee camp. Quan Hao was shocked and closed his mind. He saw that the people who were eating were scattered like ducks driven by dogs. He hurried to the place where the accident happened and found that the woman and the children were hiding a red-haired and slightly shorter man. He could hear him complaining loudly. Quan Hao listened for a while and finally understood that he was dissatisfied with the arrangement of dining. Why did men do the most work, but the meal was arranged at the end.

The rules have always been that women and children are preferred, and men are at the end. This is Quan Hao’s decision to protect the interests of vulnerable groups. This rule has been maintained well, but the labor intensity has increased significantly in the past two days, which makes the red-haired man who is used to a lazy life feel resentful. After finishing his work, he can only endure hunger. Seeing that the women and children who are supposed to have a meal first, his heart is very unbalanced and he immediately vented.

Quan Hao was really angry after figuring out the truth. He decided to give priority to the weak, and the red-haired man dared to do whatever he wanted was challenging his authority. Especially at this moment, his sensitive nerves were even more touched. Since he found that he was far from being able to grasp the refugees as strong as he thought, Quan Hao was in a bad mood. The red-haired man acted like this and hit him at the gun, and he decided to teach him a lesson anyway.

The red-haired man was having a fuss. He saw Quan Hao coming in a blink of an eye, and his arrogance was stagnant. Especially when he saw the harpoon he held in his hand to strengthen his "persuasion". The blue cold light made a trace of fear flash in the red-haired man's eyes. He was not sure what to do, but a figure suddenly rushed to the front, raised his palm and slapped him in the face. He was caught off guard and was knocked over to the ground with a sound of uttering. The one who hit him was Xianlin. He seemed to think that he was not enough, so he picked up a branch that was burning for firewood and hit the red-haired man who was falling hard. While beating, he scolded and rolled in pain. But he still refused to stop.

Quan Hao was just blocked, so he could only watch him take a harsh action. The old man was old after all, and he was tired of fighting soon. He half bent down and gasped heavily. He smiled bitterly at Quan Hao, looking helpless.

The people who ran away saw the red-haired man being stopped and slowly gathered back. But the panic still remained on their faces. In front of these people, Quan Hao couldn't do anything to the red-haired man. Xianlin had already beat him up. He was not punishing him again, but like venting. He just announced in public that since this person did not want to abide by order, he would not have to eat dinner this time. Xianlin also helped to comfort everyone so that they didn't need to worry.

The red-haired man kept holding his head and lay on the ground without moving. Quan Hao was disgusted and ignored him. But this person was the initiator of the commotion after all, and Quan Hao could only inquire with Xianlin if he didn't ask him. Although the commotion had no impact, he had to understand some problems. For example, why is the red-haired man dissatisfied? Is it just because of the order of the meal?

Xianlin replied yes. He has been not far away and can hear it very clearly.

Quan Hao simply couldn't understand it. It was just a sequence. Is it so important? It was so glorious for a big man to bully a woman and a child? He immediately told Xianlin that the order of dining was his final decision and would never be changed. He asked him to pass these words when he had time to notify everyone of them.

Maintaining vulnerable groups is a value he has formed over the years of education. Quan Hao has never thought about changing it. Even from the perspective of maintaining prestige, he must not retreat because of a person's dissatisfaction.

Xianlin was completely unlucky and nodded in agreement.

When the red-haired man was making a fuss, other men were watching the fun. They neither supported him nor stopped him. They seemed to be unrelated to him. Quan Hao couldn't guarantee that they had no similar ideas, so he asked Xianlin to go around, conveying the news and touching the situation. He watched the old man walk into the crowd happily, and he sighed, the impact of the speech was getting worse and worse.
Chapter completed!