Chapter 543 Hope
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After 'waking up' from the dream, Klein breathed out in a low mood. The homeless man who was trying to live did not escape.
Although he had made preparations, Klein still couldn't remain indifferent when divination revealed the death of a familiar person.
He sighed silently, hesitated for a moment, and wrote another divination statement: the situation of Ms. Liv's family.
Enter dreamland again.
A moment later, Klein saw the damp and cold apartment, and saw doctors and nurses in white coats and large masks entering and carrying out corpses one after another.
Just when Klein thought he would see Liv's family among the corpses, he saw a woman and two girls stopped by the police at the cordon.
"Get out of here, don't go in, do you want to be infected with the plague?"
The woman stretched her neck and said, "But our things and money are still at home. Without them, we can't go anywhere."
A priest wearing a black clergyman's robe came over and said to the lady, "You can go to the church, which accepts refugees now, and the church will help you tide over the difficulties."
The lady then pulled the two girls away.
The lady was Liv the Laundrywoman, and her two daughters, Freya and Daisy.
Klein woke up, and lightly clenched his fists: "Great, they're still alive, they're still alive."
"Although the future will be difficult, as long as you are alive, there is still hope."
December 26, Sunday evening.
Xifa put down a newspaper, which contained reports on the smog incident of the previous two days.
‘.According to preliminary statistics, a total of more than 3,100 people died directly in the smog, and the subsequent plague took away 6,200 people. Most of them were the elderly and young children, and there were also healthy young men and women.’
‘The Air Pollution Investigation Commission calls for the labor law to be amended as soon as possible, to improve workers’ minimum guarantees, to revise working hours, to reduce soot emissions from factories, so as to prevent the same tragedy from happening again’
'In order to help the families who died in the smog, the relevant departments said that the poor law will make necessary reforms'
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Xifa let out a sigh of relief, and sure enough, nearly ten thousand people were killed.
Even though the situation was much better than what the watchers had predicted, there were still shocking corpses behind those cold numbers.
Ten thousand people. If they flooded the streets, it would be enough to block the longest street in Backlund.
At this moment, sister Harri Belle's low voice came: "Sifa, it's time to go."
He raised his head, looked at his younger sister in a black dress and a hat of the same color, and nodded.
Tonight, a high mass will be held for the victims in St. Samuel's Church, and a charity fundraiser will be held. How can Byson miss such a thing that can earn word of mouth and reputation.
So he got the family ready early for High Mass in the evening.
Picking up the black half-top hat on the table, Sifa put it on his head, and went outside the house with his younger sister Harribel. Levtor drove, and they took another carriage to their destination.
On the street, through the windows, you can see gentlemen in black woolen coats and top hats, and ladies in black heavy skirts and gauze hats, all walking in the direction of St. Samuel's Church.
Harribell, who has already learned what happened in the smog, has no smile on her face, and her eyes are like crystals covered with dust, no longer dazzling.
"I heard that at night, people will go to the upper reaches of the Tussock River and put river lanterns at the pier to comfort the dead."
After a while, Harribel finally spoke.
Xifa forced a smile: "That picture will definitely be very warm."
Harribel looked out the window and said, "Sifer, if we add all of us in Enqi Town, there are only a few people."
"Nearly 10,000 people died that day. I really can't imagine it. Although I don't know them, I always feel very sad."
Xifa lightly grabbed her sister's hand, patted the back of her hand and said, "It's okay, it will get better. Disasters will take away lives, but disasters will also give the living strong faith."
Harribel shrank her body, leaned on her elder brother's arm, and did not speak.
It was already 8 o'clock in the evening when the Xifa family returned home after the Great Diffuse.
After they had dinner, Baisen called Xifa to the study.
Walking into the study, as soon as the door was closed, Byson laughed. He excitedly patted Sifa on the shoulder and said loudly: "You know? I heard good news that the Kingdom will relax property restrictions for the next election. "
"That way, barring unexpected events, I will soon be able to secure a seat in the House of Lords."
"I am a baron myself. We own land in Enqi Town that matches our title. After selling the lumberyard, our property is in good condition. I really can't think of a reason for losing the election."
"Especially now that my son is a Lieutenant Commander, everything is going the way I want."
"The only bad thing is that it makes those factory owners and bankers cheaper. As long as they have enough land and donate enough money, they can get the title."
"This makes the title too cheap, far less noble than before."
Bison shook his head, then laughed again: "But, never mind. The times are different, you say so, kid."
Sifa smiled and didn't respond.
Bison said with a smile on his face, "Because of the smog incident, the dance party that Congressman Macht was going to hold at home last night was canceled. I wanted to take this opportunity to officially introduce you to that congressman."
"His family has a daughter. If you marry his daughter, Congressman Macht and I can unite. At that time, our influence will become huge. I believe Congressman Macht has similar ideas."
Xifa coughed dryly and said, "After the New Year, I will go to sea, so I haven't considered starting a family for the time being. I'll wait for my job to stabilize."
Bison nodded: "That's fine. It took you less than half a year to become a major, which shows that the navy attaches great importance to you. You should really take this opportunity to make more and greater achievements."
"In this case, it doesn't matter. If you miss Congressman Macht, you can choose better ones in the future."
"I recently met a young viscount. He doesn't have a wife yet. Perhaps your sister will be the right candidate."
Xifa couldn't help but frowned: "Belle? But she told me that she wants to go to school, and she wants to study in Backlund."
Bison smiled and said, "Her opinion is not that important."
Xifa couldn't help but said: "I think it's best to ask her about this matter first."
Bison's smile disappeared little by little: "As I said, her opinion is not important. Besides, this matter has nothing to do with you!"