Jiang Jianli picked up a colleague for an emergency assembly in the morning and drove off, leaving the kayak at home for them.

Jiang Shuyin drew back the curtains. The black fog outside had disappeared, but the rain hadn't come yet. Anshi is located in the south and is affected by the continental subtropical monsoon climate. It is hot and rainy all year round, and sometimes the plum rain or flood season can last for more than a month.

Therefore, Anshi's drainage system and riverbank flood control measures have stood the test.

The rain stopped for a morning, and the water level receded to ankle height. People gradually started to go out.

Three days have passed, and many families are out of food and supplies, so they are rushing out to buy more. Zheng Lanxiang went out with them.

She left home at eight in the morning and didn't return until eleven in the morning, carrying only a bunch of greens and two eggs. Her hair, which was neatly tied up when she left, looked as if she had just had a fight with the most shrewish gossip on the street when she came back.

"It's insane, everyone's gone mad." Jiang's mother put the stolen eggs and vegetables on the table and poured herself a glass of water: "These two eggs cost a hundred yuan, and this bunch of greens, which usually costs two yuan, now costs twenty yuan."

Jiang Shuyin raised an eyebrow: "Then you're still buying it?"

Zheng Lanxiang seemed to be worried about something, looked around, and then leaned over and whispered, "Today, someone even tried to rob the supermarket. The security guards came, and there was blood."

"I feel like things aren't going to be peaceful anymore, so let's eat less."

Jiang Shuyin saw the news about the supermarket robbery on the local news in the afternoon. It turned out that 23 people were seriously injured and 6 people were slightly injured. Fortunately, no one died.

When a person without morality wields power that is beyond their comprehension, they become a destabilizing factor in society.

Jiang Shuyin felt a chill down her spine and numbness in her arms. She raised her hand and rubbed her arms.

Zheng Lanxiang fried the eggs and used the remaining oil in the pan to stir-fry some vegetables. The mother and daughter made do with a meal.

Interestingly, as she chewed her food, the baby in her belly rose and fell with it, the soft lump trembling like jelly, which made her smile slightly.

"What are you laughing about while we're eating?" Zheng Lanxiang glanced at her, then boldly guessed, "Are you in love? Where is he from? How old is he? What's his education level?"

"Mom—" Jiang Shuyin raised her hands in surrender: "Nothing, I just thought of a plot from a novel, and it feels really good to be slapped in the face."

Zheng Lanxiang rolled her eyes at her, used to her exuberant personality.

"The last one to finish eating washes the dishes." Zheng Lanxiang went to the sofa to watch the news.

She likes to watch current events to relieve stress when she has something on her mind. Jiang Shuyin finished her first meal of the day at a leisurely pace. When she went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, the baby crawled out of her clothes and circled around the water jet.

"You like water?"

The little one stopped, nuzzled against her lips, and then disappeared into the water column. The black mist, which was inaccessible to the hand, could actually block the water, and then the little one began to swell.

The absorbed water was transformed into part of the baby, which grew from the size of a fingernail to the size of a palm, and finally stopped.

The black fog can absorb water and expand, then shrink back down after releasing the water.

Jiang Shuyin, having received a hint, looked at the baby and asked, "Can you spit it out?"

The baby shook the bowl twice, releasing water onto it like a showerhead, washing away all the oil from the white porcelain bowl.

Jiang Shuyin felt like she had discovered a new continent, and gently lifted the baby close to her chest: "That's great, from now on we'll take care of all the dishes at home, okay?"

The baby seemed very happy, shaking itself lightly a few times.

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Jiang Shuyin was unaware of the system's speechlessness. She now understood why it rained during the day after the black mist dissipated; this was a kind of training for her baby's abilities.

She quietly locked the kitchen door and, together with her son, gave the kitchen a thorough cleaning.

To be precise, she releases water, the baby absorbs the water and then floats above the dirty things to release the water.

Soon, everything in the kitchen was spotless, as if it had been completely reset to factory settings.

On my way back to my room, I glanced at my mother watching TV and couldn't help but smile as I imagined her shocked reaction when she went into the kitchen.

Staying at home felt aimless, and her royalties, for some unknown reason, began to dwindle dramatically, making her want to go back to work.

The WeChat chat window still shows a message she sent two days ago. What exactly happened to Guan?

Although Jiang Shuyin had no feelings for him, they had developed a mutual attraction after chatting for several months. In her mind, Guan was a refined and composed older man, at least over thirty years old.

"Ding—" A message suddenly popped up.

Jiang Jianli sent two messages in the family group chat.

Dad: Pack your things, we're moving.

Dad: We'll only bring the bed as the main item; we'll arrange the rest as we see fit. We're leaving tonight.

Jiang Shu led the way to the living room, where Zheng Lanxiang was also looking at the two messages. After exchanging a glance, the two immediately began packing their things.

The space provided by the system was as big as a 120-square-meter house. She packed all her clothes for early summer, autumn and winter, and her university textbooks, which she couldn't bear to leave behind. She took everything from her desk. Her computer and keyboard were her tools of the trade, and she was sure her new home would have internet access.

After scheduling the release of the chapter I wrote yesterday, I was about to put my computer away when I raised my hand but then stopped.

"Dad isn't sure when he'll be back yet, I'll write some more later."

Leave the computer and bed for last.

Looking around, there was nothing left to tidy up in her bedroom.

Zheng Lanxiang was still folding clothes, but when Jiang Shu led her over, she swept them all away: "No need to fold them, they're going to be a mess anyway."

Zheng Lanxiang pouted and pointed to the things she was going to take away, while Jiang Shuyin waved her little hand.

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