“It was discovered by the property management of their residential complex,” Fang Qinghe replied.

He was also quite surprised when he heard the phone call coming from the other end.

He wouldn't say anything unnecessary unless the relationship wasn't officially severed.

"Does her mother know?" Fang Yuan asked again.

Her mother is currently detained in the Chengnan Detention Center. If they can notify her, someone should be able to, right?

"Her mother froze to death last night, and not only her mother, but also Grandpa Li passed away last night."

At this point, Fang Qinghe's tone became somewhat lighthearted.

That's why I went to my older brother's house today.

Li Xueqin's father was already in poor health, so it's normal for him to pass away.

When his older brother mentioned this, his expression was somewhat puzzling, but he seemed to be in a very good mood.

Li Xueqin must be devastated right now, right?

"They're all gone?" Fang Yuan was a little surprised.

Did the cold wave take everything away in one go?

"Do you know how many people died last night?" Fang Qinghe asked.

"How much? The count was done so quickly?"

Fang Qinghe shook his head, "Not yet, but some data from certain neighborhoods have come out. In one neighborhood, more than half the people died."

More than half of the residents in one neighborhood died overnight.

This natural disaster struck suddenly, and although he had tried to reveal some details, human nature is uncontrollable, and ultimately he was powerless to stop it.

"So many?" Fang Yuan was also somewhat surprised.

The extreme cold has only just begun, and temperatures will drop further.

Many more will die from lack of food and clothing in the future.

But that wasn't the end of it; that very night, an earthquake struck.

Earthquakes have occurred in many parts of the world; to be precise, they were earthquakes combined with frost.

Earthquakes are obvious, but frost tremors are caused by extreme cold and temperature drops, where frozen soil or groundwater suddenly cracks under extremely cold weather.

The two earthquakes occurred simultaneously, causing a very large commotion.

Boom! Boom!

After several explosions.

Several large cracks appeared in the middle of Yuncheng.

The huge shaking woke everyone from their sleep in the middle of the night, and everyone was terrified.

"My God, what's going on now? Who's setting off firecrackers in the middle of the night?"

Grandma Fang was so frightened that she sat up straight in bed, completely shaken.

What's going on? The temperature dropped drastically last night, is someone rebelling tonight?

Are you trying to kill us?

"Oh no, the bed is shaking! It's not firecrackers, it's an earthquake! Quick, get dressed and get out of here!"

Grandpa Fang reminded Grandma Fang while quickly putting on his clothes.

"What? An earthquake?" Grandma Fang was also terrified, her hands trembling as she dressed.

"Hurry up, we need to call Lao San and Ya Tou. It's an earthquake, we need to stay in an open area. It's not safe inside."

As he spoke, Grandpa Fang pulled Grandma Fang along and quickly went out the door.

Just as I stepped outside, I bumped into Fang Qinghe and Fang Yuan, who were coming downstairs.

"Earthquake! Quick, get out of here!" Grandpa Fang shouted to the two of them.

"Dad, we don't need to go out. Have you forgotten that this is Nanshan? The earthquake won't affect us, and the house won't collapse," Fang Qinghe quickly reassured him.

Are you going out in the cold wind so late at night? It's freezing outside!

"What nonsense are you talking about? What do you think this is, an earthquake? Better safe than sorry, let's get out of here."

Grandpa Fang scolded Fang Qinghe and pushed him toward the door, but he still didn't let go of Grandma Fang with his other hand.

"Yuanyuan, come quick, let's go out together!"

Grandma Fang hurriedly waved to Fang Yuan, fearing that something had happened to her granddaughter.

"Okay, Grandma, put on this hat and gloves. It's cold outside, and you should too, Grandpa."

Having decided to go outside to avoid the earthquake, Fang Yuan quickly made an excuse to grab gloves and a hat and hand them to the two elders.

"Let's go to the backyard, there's a lawn there!"

Fang Qinghe was pushed twice by his grandfather and had no choice but to follow.

He can't exactly say he knew the house was fine, can he?

As soon as we stepped outside, a gust of cold wind blew in, and everyone shivered.

Standing on the lawn in the backyard, which was covered in ice, I felt a sizzling sound as I stepped on it.

"Hiss~ It's really cold outside." Grandpa Fang rubbed his hands together.

Quickly put on the gloves and hat that Fang Yuan gave you.

"Sir, you've come out too?"

The housekeeper and the cook also ran out one after another.

They live on the basement level, so it takes them a little longer to get out than if they were on the first floor.

"Oh my god, is this an earthquake?"

The last one to come out was Zhang Xiaofang, who lived on the second basement level.

He was wrapped in thick cotton-padded clothes, not even properly dressed, and was shivering all over.

"Dad, the tent we bought last time is just what we need."

Seeing that everyone had come out, Fang Yuan deliberately spoke to Fang's father.

“Yes, let’s go get it!” Mr. Fang nodded in understanding.

The two quickly went back into the house.

"Sir, let me take your things!" the butler said, stepping forward to help.

"No need, you just wait outside, we'll be right back," Fang Qinghe stopped him.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you at the door."

The butler was very sensible; since his master wouldn't let him go get it, he just waited there.

Not long after, the two men came out carrying several tents, with Fang Qinghe also holding an inflatable mattress and an air gun.

Behind him followed a dazed Dr. Liu, who always slept very well and hadn't noticed the earthquake at all.

If Fang Yuan and the others hadn't remembered him when they got to the first floor and knocked on his door, he would have continued sleeping!

"Sir, Madam, I'll take these things!"

Upon seeing the items on Fang Qinghe's person, the butler waiting at the door hurriedly stepped forward to receive them.

"That's right, I'll help you carry your things too, misses!"

Zhang Xiaofang, who was already dressed, hurriedly stepped forward to help carry the things.

"These tents were bought before. You can each take one and they're ready to use right away."

Upon seeing the group arrive, Fang Yuan immediately distributed the tents to them.

"Thank you, miss!"

The three housekeepers stepped forward and took the tent.

"These are moisture-proof mats and air mattresses. You can get your own blankets and other things from your rooms. If you can't stand the cold, go back to your rooms to sleep. This villa is very sturdy, so it should be fine."

Fang Qinghe also handed over what he had on him, saying that it was acceptable.

"Thank you, sir, we understand." The butler nodded.

Just then, a loud "boom" rang out.

The group of people standing on the lawn all felt a tremor; another earthquake had struck the area around Nanshan.

Everyone was so frightened that they all squatted down.

After things quieted down, Grandpa Fang went straight over, grabbed a tent, and glared at Fang Qinghe:

"Go in? You dare to try going in? I'll build it myself."

Fang Yuan glanced at the helpless Fang Qinghe and couldn't help but chuckle. He then stepped forward to help Grandpa Fang.

"Grandpa, let me inflate your air mattress."

Fortunately, although it was very cold, it wasn't raining or snowing, and she helped them fill the air mattress.

After looking around, he went back into the house and took out two thick quilts, a charcoal brazier, and a thermos.

"Alright, you've done enough running around, go back and rest."

Grandma Fang sat on the bed, feeling incredibly at ease looking at the thoughtful Fang Yuan.

"I know, Grandma. This thermos contains ginger soup. If you need anything, just call me or Dad. We'll be right here," Fang Yuan instructed.

"We understand. Go to your tent and rest. Don't wander around outside and catch a cold."

Grandpa Fang also told Fang Yuan to get some rest.

Once they were inside the tent, the cold wind had stopped blowing on their faces.

With the tent providing insulation and the charcoal brazier, the temperature rose rapidly, and he could feel warm.

"Okay, then I'll go back."