"The local security team was unable to reach the rescue in time, so they could only temporarily relocate the survivors to another place."

We might as well abandon rebuilding on the original site, for fear that it will be buried again after winter once it's built.

Wang Lai paused in his registration process. "Your friend, are you planning to settle in Haishi?"

"Well, that's not something he can decide; it all depends on the Alliance's arrangements. Simon City is too cold, and he has chronic leg pain. There's nothing he can do in the winter when the snow is heavy. The snow just melted and the road is passable, and he called me. I guess he'll stay until summer, until the Alliance makes arrangements before going back."

"Simon, are you cold? The temperature here has risen."

"Yes, it's seven or eight degrees below zero over there, much colder than here. He said that in winter, the lowest temperature there reached minus fifty degrees Celsius, it was freezing cold to death."

Wang Lai shuddered involuntarily, and said with a frightened expression, "It's still better here."

"Of course, at least here we have a stable harvest regardless of drought or flood, so we can manage. It's not the same over there; everything can freeze to death in winter."

After Wang helped with the registration, the two chatted for a while before Wu Zhongjian went back.

When I got home, I contacted my friend and told him my doubts. My friend's response was: "With the current climate, it's really hard to say. If they're lucky, you can just follow along. After all, there are a few people in this world who have extraordinary luck."

Wu Zhongjian felt ashamed; the former materialist scholars had all become idealists. He wondered if philosophical principles could explain the current anomalies.

On Qingning Mountain, the group worked until noon to finish replanting a large area of ​​fields.

They wiped the sweat from their brows, looked up at the sun, and said, "It's noon, let's go back."

Shen Yanming originally wanted to invite Chen Shunwei home for dinner, but with so many people in the group, he decided to give up the idea.

However, at the very end, Chen Shunwei came over and quietly asked, "Yanming, is there any way to get milk powder?"

Shen Yanming frowned: "I can only ask you. The situation is getting worse every year. I don't know if they will still be able to release employees this year."

"The guard?"

Shen Yanming didn't hide anything: "Yes, the guards have milk powder, but they don't easily share it. Even if they agree, they'd have to exchange it for grain. Actually, I don't think it's appropriate to exchange it now." He had a suspicion in his mind and was afraid something serious might happen, so he felt it was better to keep the grain.

Chen Shunwei sighed, "How could I not know? But my wife is not young anymore, and I'm worried that she won't have enough breast milk. If we don't prepare in advance, are we really going to let the baby drink rice water? I'm afraid the baby will have a big head!"

Shen Yanming wanted to help, but he didn't dare to take on too much. He could only say, "We have some millet and red dates at home. Let your sister-in-law eat some during her postpartum period. With some nutrition, she might feel better."

Chen Shunwei thought of Bi Qiaoan, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "What's the situation with your two babies? Do they drink formula?"

"Yes, I did the same as you, I switched to two cases early on. My wife's milk supply is still good, I breastfed them for more than six months. Now they just drink milk and eat complementary foods, which can last for another six months. When they are one or two years old, they will be able to eat solid food.

Chen Shunwei said with some envy, "That's great!"

"It just so happens to be the right time. If I were to use connections now, I might not be able to find one."

"It's okay, just do your best. Even if you can't get it, it's alright."

"Okay, I'll ask for you when I get back. We'll contact each other by phone then."

"Yes, you should have asked sooner. If things don't work out here, I can still look for other avenues."

"Okay, don't worry."

Chen Shunwei breathed a sigh of relief, but Shen Yanming thought to himself that now was really not a good time to get pregnant.

Those who live in ignorance and fearlessness are both fortunate and unfortunate. They may be happy every day, but when faced with a crisis, they could die without a burial place.

Those who are fully aware of the danger suffer. As long as the hidden danger remains unexposed, they live in constant fear. Their nerves are on edge, and they dare not relax for even a moment. That kind of mental torment can sometimes drive them to the brink of collapse.

Overall, there are advantages and disadvantages to both; it all depends on a person's circumstances and choices.

The two were talking at the back of the line. The people in front of them only knew that they were whispering, but they couldn't hear what they were saying.

The group parted ways at the bottom of Building 6. Shen Yanming took Ji Kangyong and Zhang Heping home, while Chen Shunwei took his team back to their dormitory.

In the elevator, Shen Yanming said to the two of them, "Go back and wash up before coming up."

Zhang Heping's eyes lit up, and he was about to ask what they were having for lunch. Ji Kangyong pulled him back and told him not to ask.

Although there was no one in the stairwell, there were security cameras, and he didn't want to openly talk about delicious food, for fear of causing trouble for his buddies.

Zhang Heping wasn't stupid; he understood what was happening after being stopped like that. He gave an awkward laugh and followed Ji Kangyong down the elevator on the ninth floor.

Shen Yanming sat on the sixteenth floor. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Bi Qiaoan wearing pajamas, playing games with the two children.

"You're back?" Bi Qiaoan looked up and pointed with her fingers, laughing, "This place, this place, is all black mud."

"It's normal to be a little dirty after working all morning." But I still subconsciously wiped it with my hand, only to find my hands were covered in dirt, and my face was even dirtier with the sweat.

"Go wash it quickly, it won't get clean."

Shen Yanming nodded. "What are we having for lunch?"

"Are they coming up? I soaked some dried goods; we can make hot pot."

"Come on up, hot pot will do." Shen Yanming went into the kitchen, glanced at the dishes, thought they looked acceptable, and then went back to the bathroom to shower and change.

About half an hour later, Zhang Heping and Ji Kangyong came up. They were both somewhat disappointed when they saw the dishes on the table.

Tofu skewers, black fungus, mushrooms, kelp, potato slices, sweet potato slices, and a plate of leafy greens. That's all.

"No meat, Old Shen?"

"No, just rabbit and chicken, we finished them yesterday."

"There aren't many leafy greens, just bok choy and celery, no lettuce, broccoli, or garland chrysanthemum."

Shen Yanming was so angry he laughed. "We're already lucky to have this much. What more do you want? How long has it been since we've been back? Can vegetables still grow in our flowerpots? If you have any, you can bring them over!"

Zhang Heping timidly touched his nose: "I don't have any at home either. I'm busy at the hospital every day, and the vegetables at home wither and die before they even grow."

"Then shut up. These are the terms. Eat if you want, or get lost if you don't!" Shen Yanming wasn't angry. After knowing each other for so many years, he knew the other person's temper.

"Hey, I'm not leaving. I'll eat here today." Zhang Heping sat down on the sofa and sighed, "I ate too well last night, so I'm feeling a bit lacking today."

Ji Kangyong thought for a moment, "How about we kill a chicken and make a chicken hotpot?"

Zhang Heping was the first to agree, "Great! It feels weird not to have meat."