Wang Fan continued to travel around with the fire brigade, and in the blink of an eye, it was already the end of June.
This year, for some reason, it's as if a hole was poked in the Milky Way. Just as the flood in Meizhou receded, other places were hit by disasters.
Fortunately, compared to Meizhou, the scale of these places is much smaller.
He didn't keep the over one million yuan in relocation compensation he received. Instead, he used it to buy various ingredients for this relief effort. The thought of taking the money away or spending it elsewhere made his conscience uneasy.
This was his last day here.
Everyone was reluctant to see Wang Fan leave, be it the firefighters or the disaster-struck villagers, all had grown accustomed to his presence here.
The chefs from several fire brigades took turns helping him, and over time, they learned a lot and significantly improved their culinary skills.
