Chapter 44: Stockpiling Supplies



Chapter 44: Stockpiling Supplies

“It’s called Tangyuan!”

Han Ying pulled the dog leash to move Tangyuan a little further away from Lei Yuhang.

After all, the size of the dumplings is there, and it would be bad if they scared children.

"It's so handsome, grandma, can we get a big dog too? I want to ride a dog!"

Lei Yuhang looked at Tangyuan with warm eyes and a face full of curiosity like a baby.

"Why ride a dog? Let your dad give you a big horse to ride at night..."

The three people and the dog came to the elevator and found that Lu Yuan, who had left earlier, was also waiting for the elevator.

Nowadays, most people go to the underground parking lot to pick up their things so the elevator is very busy going up and down.

The elevator arrived quickly.

All the buildings in Lefu Jiangnan Community have 28 floors, but Han Ying and her friends are on the 27th floor.

That is the second floor from the bottom, so there is no one in the elevator now.

With four people, a dog and a cart, the entire elevator is almost full. Now that the elevator is so busy, I'm afraid more people will want to come up later.

"Tangyuan, go up!"

Han Ying consciously moved to the back and then pulled the dog leash.

Tangyuan received the signal and immediately jumped onto the cart, making it look a little less crowded.

Sure enough, there were people pressing the elevator button on almost every floor.

After four more people got on, people on other floors saw that the elevator was full and decided not to go up.

There are two elevators in each building of Lefu Jiangnan, so even if the others didn't take the elevator just now, they didn't complain.

When she arrived at the underground parking lot, Han Ying saw that it was already crowded with people.

Four pickup trucks had their doors wide open, and two people in each vehicle were holding lists and comparing what each person had bought.

"Count everything on the spot. If there is anything wrong, report it immediately. No more waiting!"

The driver and the people at the delivery point stood on the carriage and picked out each person's belongings one by one.

Han Ying and her friends arrived late, so they were standing at the back looking at the huge crowd in front.

People in the group said that the water in the garage had already reached a depth of more than 30 centimeters, roughly around the calf level.

Han Ying looked carefully and could not find any trace of water disappearance.

She guessed that the garage's underground drainage system was paralyzed, and in two days the garage might be flooded to more than half.

Han Ying found that most people bought rice, flour, grain, oil and fresh food, and the quantities were quite large.

She saw an old lady living in Building 10 next door who had bought five bags of rice weighing 100 kilograms and five or six boxes of instant noodles, and was carrying the bags into the elevator.

The same is true for another old man who also lives in Building 10.

I bought rice, noodles, and two large boxes of mineral water.

The two men kept moving things into the elevator of their building, leaving almost no room to step.

Han Ying also noticed the people in Building 9. Each of them was carrying boxes of rice and flour, and buying vegetables and fruits in large bags.

She also saw a middle-aged man in his forties carrying a bag of potatoes that weighed about 50 kilograms into the elevator.

In comparison, what she bought today was not good enough.

Han Ying didn't know any of these people.

However, she remembered that when the topic of stockpiling supplies was discussed in the small group of Building 9 these days, many people said that they would not stockpile. It seemed that they were all saying one thing and thinking another.

Han Ying looked at the piles of supplies that everyone had bought and a trace of pain flashed across her face.

No matter how much supplies these people buy now, if they are not properly stored when a tsunami occurs, most of them will be washed away by the waves or become soaked in water.

This is also why everyone stocks up a lot of things during heavy rains, but when the end of the world really comes, they will starve like dogs.

After waiting for about thirty minutes, it was Han Ying and the others' turn.

Wu Tingfang's family mostly bought rice, flour and fresh food. They bought three boxes of noodles alone, each box weighing 30 kilograms.

I also bought several cabbages weighing six or seven kilograms.

He Xiu saw that Han Ying's cart was mostly filled with snacks such as chocolate, potato chips, biscuits, jelly, as well as hot packs, milk, soap, drinks, self-heating pots, fruits, etc.

There is almost no trace of staple food.

The same was true for Lu Yuan next to him, with almost no rice or flour to be seen.

They were all drinks, snacks and daily necessities, but he did buy a lot of meat. He bought more than 20 kilograms of beef alone, and he also bought a lot of fish.

"Xiao Han, why do you two buy things that don't satisfy your hunger? Let me tell you, it's not certain when the rain will stop. Buy some more rice and flour now before the price goes up. Auntie is an experienced person and won't lie to you."

He Xiu looked at the people next to him, shook his head, sighed that young people just don't know how to live, and then whispered a reminder to the two of them.

After hearing He Xiu's reminder, Han Ying smiled and said she would buy it tomorrow.

Lu Yuan, who was standing by, glanced at the things on Han Ying's cart.

He looked down at the two large bags in his hands, his expression unclear.

After returning home and putting her things away, Han Ying went out again.

The water in the garage was already more than 30 centimeters deep, and the situation outside was probably not much better, so she had to go out and take a look.

Instead of driving, Han Ying walked out of the community wearing a raincoat, rain boots and an umbrella on her head.

The rain was very heavy, but fortunately there was no wind.

If a person stood five meters away, Han Ying felt that she might not even be able to see the other person's shadow.

It's okay outside the community, and the flooding is not very serious.

This shows how good Pengcheng's drainage system is, but looking at the current situation, I'm afraid the underground drainage system will not be able to hold on.

Han Ying is currently located next to the community express supermarket.

Although it was raining heavily at this time, there were still many people gathered around the express supermarket.

She saw a black figure jumping down from a gray SUV holding an umbrella.

The figure went around most of the car's body and retreated to under the awning built by the express supermarket and opened the trunk.

From Han Ying's angle, the figure was a little blurry in the rain, but it looked like Lu Yuan from the opposite door. Unexpectedly, he came down too.

Han Ying ignored him, took another look at the rain and turned back.

When she reached the entrance of the parking lot, a red Wrangler sped past Han Ying, splashing water.

After taking a look at the red Wrangler that had passed by, Han Ying said that she also had an off-road vehicle that was said to be able to cross the river in her space.

The chassis is super high, which is very suitable for driving in weather like this.

After returning to the community, Han Ying waited for a long time before the elevator came.

"Uncle Li, you don't have to send me back. I can do it myself. I'm already this old, but my dad still treats me like a child."

Lin Xue moved her feet a little to the side. The elevator was full of things and there was only a small space to step on. If she wasn't careful, she would step on something.

"It's raining so hard, not to mention that the boss wouldn't trust you to drive back by yourself, even I wouldn't trust you to come here by yourself."

Li Jinrong glanced at everyone in the elevator, then looked at the girl next to him helplessly.

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