The rain was obviously getting lighter.
Standing on the ground and looking up, it looked like a group of cupids peeing.
A day ago, the violent rain looked like a group of Spartan warriors peeing. Not only did it hurt when it hit people's faces, but it was also very angry.
The owner of the sex toy shop in Cuba Town, who was wearing a raincoat, hid under the canopy and smoked his last cigarette with great care. He stood up in disappointment, turned around, and asked the owner of the pet shop next to him, "Terry, I'll exchange a box of Jissbon with you for a carton of cigarettes."
The seventy-year-old Terry sat in the middle of the canopy and was in charge of making soup. He stirred the stainless steel pot with a spoon and said in disdain, "You want to exchange for my life, right? I'd rather keep the cigarettes and smoke them myself. "
"The rain is going to stop soon, and the road is going to be repaired soon. Your remaining cigarettes won't be worth much," the owner of the sex toy shop threatened Terry.
"Do you think you can use up that box of Jissbon before the rain stops?" Terry said with a smile, "I'd rather exchange this carton of cigarettes for a cow. Or a few calves to sell as pets. Think about it. What else do you have to sell? "
At that moment, the most valuable commodity in Cuba Town was cigarettes, and the one whose price had dropped the most was the live cattle. Not only did the town lack fodder, but there was also not enough space for the cattle to rest and move around. Even the disposal of the cattle carcasses had become a problem.
Terry used to have a habit of hoarding things. He was old, and he could not go out to buy things once or twice a week like the other townspeople. He would often ask someone to bring things over, or he would go out himself to buy daily necessities for the pickup truck.
Before the flood, Terry had just completed a large migration of goods, so he was probably the richest person in Cuba Town.
"I'll exchange a silicone doll with a real person. I want two cartons of cigarettes! "the owner said while gritting his teeth. There were fewer and fewer people in the town who were willing to exchange cigarettes with him, and even fewer people were willing to exchange with him.
Terry was a little tempted. He thought about it and asked, "Which one do you want? By the way, the one that seems to be the thicker one and uses a lot of materials. "
"What kind?" The owner frowned.
"Just like the abandoned ones on the slope ahead." Terry pointed ahead.
The boss rubbed his eyes and looked over. A few seconds later, he cursed, "How can there be such a thick silicone doll? That's a real person, idiot!"
He didn't have time to say anything else as he shouted, "Someone's in trouble, someone's in trouble …"
As he shouted, two elite swimmers, who were waiting at the scene, tied ropes around their waists, carried the assault boat, and jumped into the surging river.
It took them nearly an hour to drag a fat man back to the road repair site in Cuba Town.
A group of townspeople gathered around.
In this period of time when there was no electricity and there was no signal, everyone's curiosity was stirred like a cat's.
"Perform CPR on him!"
"Artificial respiration."
"Squeeze the water and feel for the pulse."
Everyone gave their suggestions one after another. Then, they watched as two muscular men rode on the fat man's body.
* Coo … *
The fat man spat out two mouthfuls of water and recovered. He clutched his chest and panted violently.
The townspeople around him could not help but cheer. The two members of the rescue team also kept bowing to both sides. This was a trick they just learned from Tian Guozheng, and they felt good about themselves.
The owner of the sex toy shop looked at Terry in disdain, then at the fat man, and said, "You want such a wide silicone doll? Do you know how much material this will cost? "
…..
"Where am I?" Naldo opened his eyes and asked immediately.
"Cuba Town," everyone answered at the same time.
"Cuba!" Naldo's bewildered eyes immediately widened.
"Where are you from? How did you get washed here? " Terry looked at Naldo with a friendly attitude. He passed a thermos cup to Naldo and said, "Drink some beef soup, it's been cooking for a day."
"I'm … I'm an insurance agent." Naldo thought of something and decided to hide the fact that he was a reporter. He had indeed worked as an insurance agent before. If he used this name, he could explain why he still worked in such bad weather, and he could also pave the way for the subsequent investigation.
The townspeople believed him, and they became even more enthusiastic. If there was any job that could be more popular in such a disaster, insurance agent would definitely be one of them.
Everyone was still counting on the insurance company to give them some money before they could start their lives again.
"I came with companions. Did you see them?" Naldo twisted his body and moaned softly. He knew that he was injured, but he was more concerned about the whereabouts of the volunteers who sent him here.
If the volunteers had already arrived in Cuba Town, he would have to change his identity again.
"I didn't see them."
"No one has come for the past few days."
"Are the insurance agents nowadays so dedicated?"
The townspeople chuckled and chatted as they surrounded Naldo.
Naldo listened for a while and was relieved. He guessed that the volunteers might have gone back, or they might have gone to the hospital according to their original plan.
When he thought of this, Naldo was a little angry.
If the cameraman did not back down and came with him, would he not have companions now? If there were two people working together, it would definitely be more comfortable than one person.
The volunteer team made up of police officers and firefighters was even more annoying. If they were more dedicated, they would at least make sure that their assault boat was not stolen, and Naldo would not have fallen into the water and fainted.
"Hmm … I might need a doctor." Naldo twisted his body and called out without any pretense. Naldo did not know how many wounds he had after he was washed into the river by the flood and floated for more than ten kilometers. He only felt burning pain.
The townspeople shouted with smiles on their faces.
"Get him a doctor."
"Someone, go back to town and call a doctor."
"Young man, you don't want the town's doctor. Last time, I just ate too much meat, and he almost cut off my appendix."
Naldo's face stiffened when he heard that. "Isn't there a doctor from China?"
"He's in the hospital," Terry said and asked curiously, "How did you know that we have a doctor from China?"
"Someone told me when I was coming over." Naldo's lying skills were too good. He quickly skipped over this topic, looked around, and asked, "Why do you want to repair the road? Don't you want to wait for the rain to stop? "
"One kilometer is one hundred thousand USD," Terry said calmly, "There are only a few kilometers left that can't be used anymore. Everyone is working hard."
"One kilometer is one hundred thousand USD, one meter is one hundred USD?" Naldo quickly calculated the number and said while clicking his tongue, "In this kind of weather, you still want to earn money?"
"This is the money that Miss Tian Qi paid out of her own pocket. Besides, most of the roads don't need to be repaired anymore. Everyone has nothing to do anyway." When Terry said this, the townspeople around him nodded one after another.
"People will die if they repair the road in this kind of weather, right?" Naldo gradually brought everyone closer to the problem he was concerned about.
Terry said in disdain, "That's because they don't have the guidance of a top engineer."
"What kind of top engineer?"
"Miss Tian Qi hired a famous engineer to make a plan for the road from the town to the hospital." The people beside him also puffed out their chests and said, "Not only the road between the two places, but also the road from the state capital in the future has been planned. Even the construction steps have been done."
"Do you have so many construction machines?"
"The other party made the plan according to the types of machines we have," the townspeople said proudly, "You haven't seen it before, right? This is a real custom-made machine."
"So … no one died in the town because of this?" Naldo still did not seem to believe it.
The townspeople just laughed mockingly.
"Help me up." Naldo struggled to stand up. He wanted to take a look himself.
The people beside him helped him stand up, but he felt a sharp pain in his right foot, and he could not help but cry out.
Two hours later.
The general practitioner of Cuba Town smiled at the sober Naldo. "Three of your toes are broken. I have cut them off for you and preserved them."
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