"Didn’t they say that everyone had been dispersed?" "Yes, the person in charge said they had agreed nicely, but then they went back on their word and specifically rushed back. No matter what, they won’t leave. Tell me, isn’t this just looking for trouble?" The secretary pondered, "Even if you find the mayor, it’s no use. This family probably wants to extort a sum of money. But this isn’t a demolition project, you’d better reason with them and appeal to their emotions. However, the most important thing is to remember not to use force against anyone, as it affects our government’s image." Yun Ya had Du Shan drive the car to the outside of Shuiyue Dongtian Community. The entrance to the residential area was cordoned off, and there were quite a few police cars parked around. The drizzle had been relentless for several days, and this morning, it still showed no signs of stopping. The roads were deserted, except for the occasional car passing by. After a long period of rain, the road surface had accumulated a lot of water, which splashed up in long arcs whenever a vehicle went by. Yun Ya stepped out of the car with an umbrella. Du Shan wanted to follow, but Yun Ya smiled at him, "Brother Du, wait here for me. I’ll be out soon." Du Shan was worried but couldn’t go against Yun Ya’s wishes, so he nodded and sat back in the car. Just as Yun Ya was about to duck under the cordon, a policeman rushed over, "Young lady, entry is prohibited here." Yun Ya smiled sweetly, "Uncle Policeman, my home is here. I just need to grab a few things and I’ll be right out." With that, she quickly slipped past while the officer wasn’t paying attention. Inside the complex, it was deserted except for the police patrolling the place. Yun Ya would walk around them whenever she encountered them. After a lap, she didn’t notice anything amiss. It seemed Uncle Yan was very efficient; he had dispersed so many people in just one day. Yun Ya couldn’t remember the exact time, because she hadn’t experienced it herself; she had only seen it on the news. With so many people dead or injured, she had been extremely sad at the time. Now, thinking about being able to save so many lives, Yun Ya felt that her rebirth finally had meaning. Saving people really does make one feel better. Just as she was about to leave, she saw two people in police uniforms coming out of one of the buildings, talking in low voices. Yun Ya had good hearing and overheard their entire conversation clearly. Before she was spotted, she quickly hid behind a flower bed. After the two police officers walked away, she emerged from behind the bed and glanced at the unit door with a frown. Then she stepped inside. The building had eleven floors, and Yun Ya did not use the elevator but instead climbed the stairs. As she reached the fifth floor, she heard arguing coming from above. She quickened her steps and reached the sixth floor, where she saw the door wide open, with sounds coming from inside. Yun Ya stood at the door and listened for a while. It turned out the woman of the house wanted to leave, but the man of the house disagreed, insisting the government should give them an explanation. No matter how much Tang He persuaded, the man refused to leave, and the woman, after speaking for a while, started arguing with him. "How can you be so selfish? Everyone else has left, only our family is left. What if something really happens? And my son, he’s still so young. If you want to die, don’t drag us, mother and child, down with you." The voice of a middle-aged woman sounded angry. "You’re making a big deal out of nothing. What could possibly happen to this house? Do you really think it could be blown down by a typhoon? Don’t make me laugh. Just sit at home comfortably, if the sky falls, I’ll hold it up for you." "The first person to be crushed to death when the ceiling collapses will be you," the woman cursed bitterly. "You wench, are you cursing me to die?" "Enough, both of you stop fighting. Mr. Li, I hope you’ll cooperate with our work and let the wife and child evacuate first. If you don’t want to leave, then fine, I’ll stay with you," Tang He said firmly. Just then, the cry of a child suddenly filled the air, sounding not even a year old. The woman hurried back to the bedroom and emerged with a six-month-old baby in her arms, who was crying incessantly with ever-increasing intensity, as the woman cried and soothed, "My little Baobao, don’t cry, don’t cry." The more she comforted the infant, the louder it wailed. The woman said, "Why won’t Baobao stop crying? Are you hungry?" The baby wouldn’t take the milk, and when she thought it had wet itself, she saw that the diaper was clean upon checking. What on earth was the problem? The woman began to cry as well. "Cry, cry, cry, that’s all you know how to do, shut up!" The man roared in irritation. "I don’t care, I’m taking my son and leaving. You can stay here alone; I hope you get crushed to death." With that, she moved to leave with her baby, but the man quickly grabbed her, "You’re not going anywhere. It’s raining outside, what if you get Baobao wet and he catches a cold? Just calm down. The government is just fussing over nothing. If this house really had a problem, I’d take off my head and use it as a soccer ball." The source of thɪs content is NoveI-Fire.ɴet