The cave where Guan Qingji was staying was also the place where Yu Xifeng first dug the reservoir.
The cave collapsed.
From top to bottom, it collapsed inch by inch.
Mr. Zeng was buried there forever.
Guan Qingji leaned against a solid rock wall and constructed a triangular space in the sandstorm that could barely accommodate his body.
Yu Xifeng was on edge. She couldn't pay much attention to Zhang Qiu and just held his hand.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Yu Xifeng didn't even feel hungry or tired, as the sound of the wind outside gradually died down.
A lot of sand seeped into the lava cave.
There was a sense of stagnation in breathing, but it was not yet difficult.
At least, the cave still maintains its original shape.
Yu Xifeng breathed a sigh of relief.
She let go of Zhang Qiu's hand.
There was a layer of sticky sweat on the palm of my hand, and I didn't know if it was Zhang Qiu's or my own.
Yu Xifeng felt like several days had passed, but it also seemed like just an extremely long moment.
She looked at her phone.
It's really rare that she still keeps the habit of carrying a cell phone with her.
The wind blew for eight hours.
Yuxiwang and Zhang Qiu walked out from the depths of the lava cave and returned to the tent.
The first thing is that I feel thirsty.
They take water from the reservoir every day. Fortunately, Zhang Qiu is diligent and covers it tightly every time after taking it.
There wasn't much sand in the reservoir.
Other objects suffered.
I can't clean it up yet.
The two men first created a hole in the wall that they had worked so hard to build, and quicksand and water poured in. After more than half a minute, a ray of light finally came through from above.
Yu Xifengren didn't stand over there, but picked up a dead branch and put it up.
Zhang Qiu said: "How much sand is there on top?"
The sand continued to flow intermittently for a while, and Yu Xifeng walked up on the sand.
I couldn't feel any solid ground under my feet and kept slipping.
Yu Xifeng said to Zhang Qiu: "Clean up the inside first, I'll go up and take a look."
Zhang Qiu changed his mask again and said, "Eat something to cushion your pain."
I have a lot of work to do today, so I can't sleep in the tent for a while.
Yu Xifeng responded vaguely.
She used the knife to gain leverage and finally pushed herself up.
What meets the eye is a desert, the air is turbid, and dust is floating in all directions.
The golden sun shines on it, and the sand is like the sea, with no end in sight.
Various things were floating on it in a messy manner.
Dry branches, fallen empty buckets, broken stones, and a car cover of unknown model.
Yu Xifeng was all too familiar with this scene.
The most common terrain in the end times is this kind of boundless desert.
Yu Xifeng measured the temperature and it was only over 40, less than 50.
The flow of wind lowers the temperature a lot.
Although it is still hot, the temperature is already pleasant for the survivors who have made it through.
Before Yu Xifeng returned to the lava cave and went to find Zhang Qiu, he collected a lot of sand at the entrance of the cave and put it into the space.
Deep in the lava cave where the two lived, there were already signs of oxygen deprivation.
The sandstorm has passed, and we need to let in some fresh air.
When Yu Xifeng returned, Zhang Qiu had already cooked the meal. He simply fried some mushrooms and meat slices and steamed a bowl of egg custard.
I also opened a can of yellow peaches.
Zhang Qiu was still busy clearing the sand out.
"How about the RV?" Zhang Qiu asked.
He thought Yu Xifeng went to see the RV parked outside.
Yu Xifeng pressed the egg custard into the rice. The egg custard was dripped with sesame oil, making it smooth and soft, and tasted sticky when mixed with rice.
She remembered the roof cover she had seen and said vaguely, "It's okay, my RV is fine."
Zhang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Don't let the sand get into it and ruin it. I just checked the air cooler and it was full of sand. I poured some out, but it still wouldn't start."
Yu Xifeng was silent for a moment, then swallowed the fragrant and soft rice in his mouth: "I'll go see if I can fix it."
Tsk, another bad one.
Zhang Qiu folded up the tent and turned it over.
The tent had holes in it, and the mattress inside was not spared.
Xiaoju was licking his fur on the side.
The little orange boy had sparse hair. After licking his own hair, he went on to lick the gray one.
Canghui was lying on the ground with his mouth open. Although he didn't have much hair, he was several times bigger than Xiaoju and had longer hair.
Xiaoju almost licked himself and fell over.
The picture looks harmonious.
Yu Xifeng was sorting the dried meat and knocking out the fine sand that had stuck to it.
The most troublesome thing is the bag of loose rice.
The temperature was dry and the land was not sealed in time when the sandstorm came.
Now mix in the sand.
Yu Xifeng looked at the rice that blended seamlessly with the sand.
For the first time, I felt that it’s not wrong to waste a little food.
Finally, she carefully scraped off the top layer with a small cup.
There is relatively less sand inside.
Yuxi wind can be roughly divided into two parts, one part with more sand and the other part with more rice.
If it were in his previous life, and there was such a bag of rice, Yu Xifeng would not hesitate to pick out every grain of rice.
You may even feel that if there is a little more sand in it, it will be fuller.
People change.
Yu Xifeng repented in his heart.
Zhang Qiu came over to take a look and said, "Don't do that. Just divide it when we wash the rice."
Yu Xifeng couldn't agree more.
Although there is a reservoir, Zhang Qiu still uses water economically.
Making multiple uses of water is a basic practice.
You can use rice water to wash your face or anything else.
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