Chapter 69 Chapter 69 A Strange Dream
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The sky was overcast, and the rippling Huangjiang River was deep and quiet. Without the brilliant colors of sunrise, the world was left with only black, white and gray. Even the air became dull and depressing.
The alarm clock rang at 11 o'clock. Gu Mengran, who had just taken a nap, climbed out of bed reluctantly, walked to the door in his slippers, opened his arms and stretched lazily.
I'm hungry, let's cook!
I haven't cooked for some days. Walking into the kitchen I hadn't seen for a long time, Gu Mengran didn't know where to start for a moment. He opened the refrigerator in confusion.
After not going out for a week, my house felt like a thief had broken into it. The large double-door refrigerator was ransacked, the cupboards containing canned food and biscuits were empty, and there was only a thin layer of rice left in the rice bucket.
I feel like if I had come out a few days later, my family would have run out of food.
Without rushing to cook, Gu Mengran first replenished the kitchen with supplies.
Put fresh meat, ribs, chicken legs and wings in the freezer, and some convenient quick-frozen dumplings. Put fresh vegetables, fruits, milk, eggs in the refrigerator, and freeze two rows of fruit juice and fat house happy water.
In order to prevent similar incidents from happening and supplies from being replenished in time, Gu Mengran filled the top row of cupboards with canned food, grains, and all kinds of long-lasting dry goods.
The temperature was too high before, and the kimchi that had been pickled with great effort was still in the space and had not yet fermented. Taking advantage of the cooler weather, Gu Mengran moved all the kimchi jars out and placed them neatly in the corner of the kitchen.
Storage and organization is fun, but it is very time-consuming. When he looked up, he realized it was time for dinner. Gu Mengran hurriedly washed the rice, chopped pork ribs, and cooked a pot of hot corn and pork ribs porridge.
Liang Zhao had just recovered from a serious illness, so it would be best for him to eat light food. So Gu Mengran took out two lettuces, two boxes of shrimp dumplings, and a box of luncheon meat from the space, planning to make a stir-fried vegetarian dish.
In fact, the side dishes for the vegetarian dish should be lettuce, shrimp dumplings, and ham sausage, but Gu Mengran personally doesn’t like starch sausage very much, so he deliberately replaced the ham sausage with luncheon meat.
Cut luncheon meat and lettuce into strips, boil a pot of water, pour the cut lettuce strips and shrimp dumplings into the pot and blanch them, then remove them and drain the excess water.
Heat oil in a pan, add ginger and garlic and fry until fragrant, add luncheon meat and fry briefly, then pour the remaining ingredients into the pan and stir-fry for a while, add appropriate amount of water and simmer. Finally, when it boils, add a bowl of starch water and pour it along the edge of the wok, and heat it to reduce the sauce.
Add seasonings and a delicious vegetarian dish is ready.
It smells good and tastes even better. Gu Mengran tried a piece of lettuce. It was smooth, fresh, fragrant and soft, light yet delicious.
Gu Mengran licked his lips with satisfaction, scooped up the three fresh vegetables in the pot and evenly divided them into two portions. Then, he sprinkled chopped green onions on the cooked pork ribs porridge, took out three large bowls from the cupboard, and scooped up the steaming pork ribs porridge.
Zheng Yijie didn't get his share when he went to sleep, so Liang Zhao's share was put back into the space to keep warm. Gu Mengran put the remaining dishes and porridge on the tray, then hummed a little tune and walked towards the cab.
The fragrance arrives before the person arrives.
It was already past mealtime and the old man was so hungry that he was starving. When he suddenly smelled the fragrance of the food, his eyes widened.
But two minutes later, a bowl of porridge and a plate of bland vegetarian dishes were placed in front of him. The old man's smile gradually froze, his mouth drooped, and he complained in a low voice: "You worked all afternoon and this is all you got? Oh, porridge again, it makes my mouth taste bland."
"It's not plain porridge, at least there are pork ribs." Gu Mengran brought out the food with a smile, and handed the chopsticks to his grandfather. "Just eat it. I just restocked the kitchen and don't have time to make it fancy. Besides, Liang Zhao has just recovered from a serious illness, so he can only eat light food."
The old man took the chopsticks and reluctantly picked up a piece of luncheon meat. "Liang Zhao, Liang Zhao, I know Liang Zhao. Well, there is still cooked food in that space, why didn't you tell grandpa..."
The voice became quieter and quieter, and the last few words were almost inaudible.
Gu Mengran picked up the chopsticks and put them down again, took out a box of hot preserved vegetable braised pork and a bowl of steamed beef with rice flour from the space, and placed them in front of his grandfather. "If you want to eat, just say so. Is that enough? Why is Liang Zhao beating around the bush?"
"Who wants to eat?" The old man hurriedly picked up a piece of fat and lean pork belly, and said unforgivingly, "I'm not wrong. Liang Zhao is your precious child now. We are in a very low position now. We can only eat after him."
The tone was so sour that Gu Mengran picked up the bowl and took a sip of porridge. "Don't talk nonsense. We are eating in front today."
"Oh, you haven't delivered food to Liang Zhao yet? The sun is rising from the west?" The old man looked at him suspiciously and raised his eyebrows.
Gu Mengran coughed lightly, "Not yet. After dinner, I plan to clean the deck. I will also need to wear protective clothing, which is troublesome to take off and put on. So I will go to deliver food to Liang Zhao later."
When the old man heard about cleaning the deck, he stopped teasing him, drank a mouthful of porridge and asked, "Didn't you say it would rain tomorrow? Why would you wash the deck? If it rains every day, are you still worried that the rain water won't be able to wash it clean?"
Gu Mengran swallowed the food and shook his head gently. "It can be rinsed clean, but it might spread all the dirt everywhere. I have to wash it again with disinfectant. It's better to be cautious."
"That makes sense." The old man nodded and put a piece of steamed beef in Gu Mengran's bowl. "Eat more. Washing the deck is hard work."
"Grandpa, please eat more. I've been eating a lot these past few days."
"You little bastard!"
The old man had a pretty good appetite. There were three dishes for two people, and he finished most of them by himself.
After eating and drinking, Gu Mengran packed up his dishes and was about to leave when the old man burped and suddenly called him, "By the way, I've talked to Hengrongsheng about this. Their answer is very simple. They'll go wherever the Fengyi goes."
Gu Mengran was unable to react for a moment after hearing this sudden remark without any context.
After being stunned for a moment, Gu Mengran frowned slightly and sighed, "Why are you saying this as if you are going to entrust your life to us?"
The old man waved his hand, "Don't think too much. Anyway, I've made it clear. We don't know the specific situation over there. Even if we encounter danger, it's not our fault."
"Well, let's take it one step at a time."
Gu Mengran nodded, turned around and left with the plate.
After going back to the kitchen to clean the pots and pans, Gu Mengran quickly returned to the bedroom, took out Liang Zhao's food from the space, put on a clean protective suit, and walked along the second-floor deck to Liang Zhao's window.
Not wanting to be quarantined again, Gu Mengran did not plan to go into the house. He held the dinner plate in one hand and gently tapped the glass with the other hand, waiting for Liang Zhao to come and open the curtains.
There was a stool by the window. It was inconvenient to enter the room during the quarantine, so it was used to feed Liang Zhao. In fact, he could just put down the food and leave, but... as the "attending doctor", he had to see the patient's condition with his own eyes.
In less than a minute, the curtains were pulled open from the inside, and Liang Zhao was standing by the window wearing long sleeves and long pants, wrapping himself very tightly and even wearing a mask.
Gu Mengran didn't think much about it and started to complain, "Why are you wrapped up so tightly and wearing so many thick clothes in the house? Aren't you ashamed to be seen by others?"
After he finished speaking, Liang Zhao lowered his eyes and the slightly raised arc at the corners of his mouth drooped.
Gu Mengran understood it all at once and really wanted to raise his hand and slap himself.
The rash has almost healed, it has disappeared and shrunk, but due to pigmentation, small brown spots have replaced the rash and are mottled on Liang Zhao's skin.
I didn't think he would care so much. I said the wrong thing in a hurry. Gu Mengran smiled dryly and quickly said, "Oh, yes, the temperature has dropped. It's better to wear more clothes."
Liang Zhao was amused by him and whispered through the glass: "Yes, the temperature has dropped. You should keep warm."
How can a drop from 45 or 36 degrees Celsius not be considered a cooling down?
This topic could not be continued. Gu Mengran put the dinner plate on the stool, looked at Liang Zhao in the room, and said solemnly: "I have to tell you that the plan has changed. We are not going to Yinan anymore. We plan to go to Fengjin Lake nearby."
Liang Zhao knew Fengjin Lake. He did not respond immediately. He was silent for nearly half a minute, then nodded thoughtfully, "Fengjin Lake is a good choice. It's not far away and the lake is vast. We can stay there for a long time and make plans when the water level rises."
"Yeah, when I heard grandpa talk about this place, I felt that it could be done. The lake is deep and the surface is wide. We can stop the Wind Wing in the middle of the lake. Even if there are people, what can they do? They won't pose any threat to us." Gu Mengran became more and more excited as he spoke.
It was still somewhat threatening. Liang Zhao didn't have the heart to pour cold water on him, so he said softly, "It's going to rain tomorrow, we have to get there as soon as possible, otherwise the water will flow faster and we—"
"etc."
Gu Mengran's pupils suddenly shrank, his breathing gradually stagnated, and he looked at Liang Zhao with eyes full of shock and disbelief, "How did you know it would rain tomorrow?"
Liang Zhao's face changed slightly, and his Adam's apple moved up and down. He was thinking about how to explain it, but Gu Mengran opened his mouth and completely blocked his way out.
"I remember it very clearly. I didn't tell you."
"I--"
"You'd better think it over carefully before you speak." Gu Mengran interrupted him again, his tone was not friendly, "If you dare to lie to me, I, I will never say a word to you again!"
There was no way out. Liang Zhao raised his eyes to meet Gu Mengran's gaze. His bony fingers gently touched the glass. He said helplessly and bewilderedly, "On the night when I had a fever, I had a dream."
"What dream?" Gu Mengran suddenly became nervous, his lips trembling slightly.
Liang Zhao spoke very slowly, pausing between each sentence, "It was a very strange dream. The first half of the dream was exactly the same as my life experience. The only difference was... you."
"You didn't call me that time, and we didn't meet again. It was not until much later, when the land no longer existed, that I met you again, in another, completely different way."
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