I carry a space ring: Travel back to 1939

Chapter 133: Going to Yang County to Investigate the Situation of the Victims

After Kang Cheng left, Gu Wenxuan fell into deep thought.

I learned from Kangcheng that their hometown had suffered from natural disasters and man-made disasters.

Natural disasters are of course droughts and floods, and as for man-made disasters, they are of course the Japanese and the White Party government in the mountain city.

Both sides treat the local people as non-human beings based on their own political and economic interests.

They are there when it is time to collect taxes and money, but when it comes to actually helping the people, none of them are there. They are even robbing the victims of the disaster of their food and money, which they rely on for survival. These government people are so evil.

He decided to go and see the disaster-stricken people at night.

He wanted to see if he could help them, but then he thought that the number of people affected by the disaster here was too large, and he was afraid that he could not help these people with his ability. However, he could still provide help on a small scale.

12 o'clock at midnight.

Gu Wenxuan left his courtyard in Peking again.

He came to a county town in Henan Province where the disaster was very severe.

The name of this county is Yang County. Gu Wenxuan was very curious about the name of this place. It has nothing to do with the sea or the ocean, so why is it called Yang County?

But he didn't ask where the name came from.

When he arrived at this place, he appeared in a village.

Another reason why Gu Wenxuan came to Yang County was that it was said that Yang County was a real lawless area, with Japanese roaming around here, and people from Shancheng Baitang, and a county government was set up here.

Of course, there are still 8 Ye's people acting in secret.

Many families were displaced after the area was hit by a severe flood.

But because of the rampant plague after the great flood, the forces of the three parties were balanced.

The people in the White Party government didn't want to care and wanted to leave the disaster here to the newly occupied Japanese occupation army.

The Red Party members would like to take care of it, but they can hardly protect themselves. What can they do to help the people affected by the disaster? Even if they have a little, it is very little.

So the people of Yang County lived a very hard life.

The Japanese invading army would go out from time to time to raid the homes of those who had a little surplus food, making life even more difficult for the people in the disaster-stricken areas.

When Gu Wenxuan arrived at this place, he walked to many places. He walked very fast. Of course, this was in the middle of the night and no one noticed him. If it was during the day, it would have shocked the people. He was not just walking, he was like a gust of wind, floating for a while and covering several miles.

Gu Wenxuan looked far away before he finally understood why this place was called Yang County.

It turns out that this place is indeed a plain, but it is a relatively concave area on the plain. In today's terms, its altitude is very low, and water from all directions will flow to this place!

Especially during major floods, this place becomes a flood discharge area.

Isn't this called the Ocean? It's true that Yang County is right. This is the place where people sacrificed themselves for the difficulties of the masses.

Although major floods do not occur every year, there is still a high probability that they will occur every thirty to fifty years.

So there is a saying that goes: After decades of hard work, you will be back to where you were before.

If you have worked hard for decades to build your small home in this place, and a flood comes and washes it all away, isn’t that going back to the past? Then where would you be going back to?

Gu Wenxuan walked from one place to another, looking at the dilapidated and collapsed houses everywhere, he was really worried about the local people.

Because of the great flood, many people in Yang County have left their homes.

However, there are still some ordinary people who are reluctant to leave their homes and are still here to defend their hometowns, hoping that the government can give them some relief, but this hope may not be easy to realize.

Gu Wenxuan saw a slightly higher hillside and decided to climb up the hillside to take a rest. It would be more convenient to observe from the hillside.

On flat ground he could not see very far, but on the hillside he could see at least 20 miles away.

He slowly walked up the hillside and found hundreds of tattered small tents on the hillside. In the tents there were men and women, young and old, probably thousands of people.

Before Wu Wenxuan entered the tents, he heard crying and shouting inside.

Gu Wenxuan knew that these were refugees, but why were they crying in the middle of the night? Could it be that they were starving because they had no food?

He quietly approached a tent and saw several children in the tent throwing themselves on an old man and crying loudly.

"Grandpa, why did you leave? What will happen to us if you leave?"

The one who was crying was probably a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old. The rest were younger than each other, with the youngest being about five or six years old.

It seems that the biggest backbone is this grandfather who is about 60 or 70 years old. Now he should have been infected with the plague and died.

The remaining grandchildren were crying there, but there was no sign of his son and daughter-in-law.

Gu Wenxuan took a peek inside the tent. There was nothing in the tent. There were pots and pans, but it looked like there was only dishwater in them. There wasn't even a bit of food.

He knew that this family might have been out of food for many days, otherwise looking at the cleanliness of their pots and pans, they would probably be cleaner than if licked by a dog.

Gu Wenxuan sighed and took out a lot of buns from his space. The buns were still a little warm.

He used a bamboo basket to pack the buns. Anyway, no one in this place said that it was unclean for him to use bamboo basket to pack the buns.

It is a great happiness for them to have this kind of meat buns.

Gu Wenxuan took a look and saw that there were about 6 children inside.

He deliberately coughed outside the tent, and his cough startled the six children in the tent.

The six children looked outside the tent without a door curtain and saw a stranger standing outside. Although they couldn't see his face clearly, they felt that this person was not very old.

So the six children, a little scared and a little surprised, walked out of the tent and looked at Gu Wenxuan.

"Who are you? Why are you here in the middle of the night? Let me tell you, if you're begging for food, go somewhere else. We don't have any food to eat. If you're looking for a place to stay, just lie down wherever you want. That's how it is here anyway!"

These children also thought that Guwanxuan was a refugee.

Gu Wenxuan waved his hand, revealing a flashlight with five batteries. He shone it around and saw that there were mosquito nets everywhere.

No? If you want to sleep, not choosing a place can satisfy your sleeping needs.

Of course, when it comes to this place, those who want to be particular are no longer qualified to be particular.

Gu Wenxuan smiled reluctantly and said:

"Young men, I'm not here to stay! I'm from Peking, and the Charity Federation sent me to investigate the disaster situation here!"

Although the child did not fully understand what the charity was doing, the older children seemed to have heard that this kind of charity was for disaster relief.

Just like the monks in the temple, when they are in trouble, they will give out some food as alms.

The family's surname is Wang. The eldest child is Wang Guangbei, 17 years old this year, and is considered the pillar of the family.

Their parents also died of the plague a few days ago.

Now that his grandfather has passed away, it seems that this 17-year-old child is the head of the family.

Wang Guangbei looked at the young man in the light of the flashlight. It seemed that the basket was not much older than him, so he naturally let down his guard.

What advice did Wang Guangbei give at this time? He had recently heard that human traffickers from other places came to their area to defraud children without parents.

They would trick these people into giving them a little food, and lure them to other places to sell them or make them beggars, asking for money to make a profit.

Wang Guangbei walked up to Gu Wenxuan and said carefully, "Can the people from your charity organization give us some relief food like the monks in the temple?"

Wu Wenxuan laughed a little after hearing this. From his perspective, monks in that era would ask donors for money and food, so they would never give alms to the public.

"I'm from the Charity Federation. I'm here on behalf of some charitable people in Peking to see if you need any help. I'll register and get it for you when I get back!"

When Wang Guangbei heard that they were just here to register, he didn't take it seriously. By the time the people from the Charity Federation had finished investigating, many of those who needed help would probably have starved to death!